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jelluf1sh · 1 month
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what's on my mind ? going on a date to the arcade with teen!gojo. feeling his soft hand in yours as he drags you along, the patterned carpeted floor beneath your feet as you follow behind him, laughing, "slow down, 'toru, we have all day!" only for it to fall on deaf ears because gojo has always loved the arcade. thinking about the way he challenges you to games he knows you're bad at, his dimples creasing into his cheeks and his eyebrows quirked in satisfaction as he watches you sulk and pout and whine about him being unfair or "cheating" when you inevitably lose. thinking about the way he makes up for teasing you by winning you that plushie you'd been eyeing from the claw machine (even if it took him some frustration and roughly 15 dollars), your mood immediately improved as you follow him around with it in your arms. his arms around your waist and his chin on your shoulder as he whispers, "go, baby!" or, "there y'go," or "attagirl," into your ear as you [try to] focus on a game of your choosing. it's a day for you two, in your own little bubble, just two dumb teenagers in love. the way he smiles? only for you. the way he pouts when you win? only 'cause you look so cute when you beat him, even if you are rubbing it in his face. the way his lashes flutter against his cheeks when he pulls you into a sweet kiss ("your reward for winning," as he put it)? only because it's your lips he's kissing. thinking about the sparkle in his pretty eyes when you win him a keychain as a thanks at the end of it all, and the way you catch the little cat figure dangling from his schoolbag the very next day. ♡
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sarahthebanished · 2 years
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hobiesdump · 1 month
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One of the most difficult things to get right when drawing Hobie's face.... is how deep it is orz
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presleysgirl6 · 9 months
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This legendary day: August 1st 1969🫠
One word: Daddy.
Ignore the glare, I took pics of these from the Elvis files volume 5!
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angelsinthejungle · 2 months
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dreckigenahte · 1 year
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i've been maladaptive daydreaming about her for days. my wife. my queen. my beloved. my precious. my anna.
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mydotguy · 5 months
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they’re super gay your honor
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jessicatransfem · 6 months
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god i love women
thats it
thats the post
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theshinazugawaslut · 1 month
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i ask for ur hand in marriage..! it is completely alr if u don't accept!
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my handwriting is ass so..! don't mind that!!
-xoxo, saeyo.
I AM NOW YOUR WIFE!!! MARRIAGE ACCEPTED IMMEDIATELY SAEYO!!!
Please kiss me, I'm desperate now.
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jackothebeloved · 6 months
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I need youuu
I wanna cuddleee is that too much to ask??
Ugh! Just come over here!! I need you now!!!
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8-bitbrainrot · 4 months
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shout out to all sam and max fans for being hot and funny
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sensitivity-bomb · 7 months
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erm redrawing a silly scene from td :3 I tried 2 get sort of close to canon style whilst keeping the usual messiness my sketches have (unless I actually fix them..)
anyways it’s messy but I love this guy
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euesworld · 1 year
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"It's simple.. I need your lips softly all over mine for about 15 minutes and I'll be happy."
I think it would be perfect to have a little you and me time with some slow, soft kisses between us - eUë
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vatoffakeacid · 9 months
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Cloudy I am going to kiss you in the most platonical respectful way ever your are SO SWEET to talk to ILY!!!!!!
I could use one of those rn, ngl. Aaaaa…I love you too!
*Casually passes away*
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prettypupp · 7 months
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i think we should kiss
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sunnyophelia · 2 years
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warning! unfinished <3
kite x female reader!
hellow i have come back with a kite x reader. BECAUSE I ACTUALLY FUCKING LOVE KITE RN. like i’d kiss him so hard y’all don’t get it holy shit. like PLEASE KISS ME I LOVE YOU ok sorry anyway hxh is actually hard to write for and especially kite sad enough. anyway for the second time, here’s the tags
tags; live laugh love, dancing, lots of dancing, probably out of character, she’s the sun to his moon, kite is tall help him
“do you know how to dance?”
he heard her voice call out. his hands were gently cradling the fire, making sure it wouldn’t go out. his knee digging into the dirt, surrounded by trees.
he could hear the sound of the wind blowing the trees. hear the distant picking of berries, he assumes it’s her.
“no i don’t.”
he responds, because he never had the time for such frivolous activities. he was too busy trying to survive on the streets. too busy training. too busy polishing his nen, that he still finds a pain. but hell, it’s his.
he hears footsteps crunching on the grass behind him mixed with the frogs croaking in the distance. a basket of berries is put next to him and her face comes into view with the help from the moon light and fire.
“why do you ask?”
as he turns to face her. she’s staring into the fire, seemingly drinking in his words. trying to think of an answer. her lips purse and he sees a smile replace the thoughtfulness.
“because i wanna dance with you!”
his jaw doesn’t drop in surprise. but his eyes do widen a bit as he picks up a stick to fiddle with the wood, to give him something to do.
“we need to get some sleep, we have an early morning.”
he mutters, much to her disagreement. he can tell because she groans as knocks her shoulder against his arm. he feels prickles come up his neck, his face getting warmer.
he’s happy he’s sitting r next to the fire so he can blame it on that if she notices. but he’s sure she won’t, because she’s too busy pouting.
“but it’ll be niiice! just me, you, and the frogs for music!”
he snorts a laugh as he cracks a smile. his hand pushing to expose the embers and putting more firewood.
her arms are wrapped around his arm that isn’t occupied as her face is pressed up against his forearm.
“c’mon kite! i see you smiling! it’s a good idea right?”
she’s entirely childish, he notes. but it’s not like he never knew that. she’s entirely childish for a hunter.
so he doesn’t know how she drags him to the open space.
“you know i said i don’t know how.”
he says as he puts his hands on his hips. looking around at their surroundings, he found no danger. they had already set up camp and the fire was still going strong.
okay, he supposes. this is fine.
when his eyes focused back in front of him, he saw the moonlight shined on her face as she grinned. her height reached around his chin, which forced her to beam up at him as he looked down.
“that’s why i’m gonna teach you!”
he lets a smile crack but it quickly diminishes as she puts a hand on his.
“i guess i’ll lead, since you don’t know how!”
he wills his face to remain calm as he feels gratefulness fill his body. he admires how she’s delicately gripping his hand as if she doesn’t feel his calloused fingers.
“okay, so we hold hands here and then-“
her left hand guides his to her waist.
“-you put your hand here!”
she rambles off saying that ‘we’ll technically since i’m leading then it would be the opposite but i’m still a lady.’ he merely shakes his head allows his hand to sit comfortably on her waist. to which her rambling of ‘it’s all up to you’ stops and she smiles lightly.
her hand goes to his shoulder and she starts walking him through the movements. he didn’t think it’d be hard, no not at all. maybe a bit inconvenient but it would be easy enough.
well no, sadly. that’s not how it went.
his legs were far too long, his feet over stepping where he was supposed to be. to which he’d mumble an apology and she’d kindly laugh and continue guiding him.
“sorry, i stepped on your foot again.”
“it’s okay!”
he didn’t really feel embarrassed per se since he genuinely knew he wouldn’t be the best at it. but he did feel a bit silly being so stalky and her trying to teach him while being shorter than him.
but they kept trying, going around the field of grass. he listened to the frogs croak and the slight buzz of insects in the air. he kept a careful eye on his feet, making sure to not step on hers again.
to which, she’d flip the hair on his shoulder and tell him it’s fine. and to that, he’d have his head back up and promptly step on her feet again.
1-2-3-4-5-6
finally, she’d come to a stop, grinning. her hair a little out of place from the movements. by now, the fire was nothing but embers and he feels sleep is awaiting him.
“you did good! considering you’ve never danced before.”
she exclaims as she removes the hand in his shoulder and waving it around for extra effect. he chuckled, moving his hand from her waist and knocking it against her head.
“i stepped on your feet about 20 times. i don’t really think i’m built for this.”
“not true and i said it’s fine!”
she puffed as her hand that was still holding his tightened.
“you’ll totally get better if we keep doing it.”
he only shook his head.
“we’re far too busy to do things like this all the time.”
she gave a hmph as she released his hand. the wind greeting back his hand with a chill. she crossed her arms and pointed at him.
“well i don’t care! we’re going to do it once a day at least!”
how terribly unprofessional.
he marveled at her stubbornness driving her. he wondered how she ever got so far with it.
“sure, but that just means you’ll have to work 10 times harder.”
he says bluntly as he walks over to his sleeping area. he heard the crunching of grass following him as he sits down next to a tree.
he gets ready to scan the area for dangers before his eyes meet hers.
“alright! if it means you’ll do it!”
he shakes his head and looks in the trees.
“sure, whatever you say.”
she cheers loudly before he tells her to quiet down. slinking off to her side, she practically falls asleep on the spot. and he fondly smiles before tilting his hat down and going to sleep himself.
and true to her word, she did work 10 times harder. writing up reports and working harder to look at their surroundings. to find some creatures new.
he could only shake his head and comment on how determined she’s become. to which she replies,
“well yeah! who’s gonna tech you how to dance?”
he wants to tell her that dancing isn’t needed in the world they are in. the world they surround themselves in is merely for nature and creatures. a world of beauty untouched. and he does in fact, in a lil that detail also.
she takes the words to heart, nodding deeply. skipping in front of him and jumping over some roots of a tree, she thinks of her answer. she turns around a point a finger up to the sky as she looks to be lecturing him.
“well humans have been dancing in cultures for millennia. that’s basically part of our nature right? and i think that’s important.”
the sun is glowing down on her as she grins at him. it seems to frame her face beautifully and he feels his heart ache for some reason.
“you’re incredibly stubborn.”
he replies but not unkindly. he feels his heart grow lighter as she pulls him along and exclaims “that’s why you love me right?”
he relishes the way her hand is holding his. the way her hair flutters in the wind. how her eyes seem to shine so brightly at him.
and remembers they are merely comrades and partners.
he scoffs and they go on their way.
and that night, she pulled him aside and they settled into their positions. he was far too lenient, they had to be at their destination tomorrow. but when she smiled up at him, he couldn’t say no.
so he tripped and stumbled and stepped on her feet more than once. each time, she’d lightly tighten her grip on his shoulder and put him back to place. smiling warmly, telling him it’s okay.
he reveled in the way his heart would beat slightly faster. how her body seemed that much closer to his. and how if he listened closely, he could hear light humming of a tune.
this went on for the next few weeks. dancing in the middle of nowheres until they reached a town. it seemed nice and quaint, good place to stop.
at this point, he’d grown past stepping on her feet. getting used to the little steps he’d have to take to be able to dance with her.
he remembers a few days ago when he asked her to dance by herself. and when her pouty face was about to over take his senses, he said that he wanted to watch how she’s normally dance.
‘i don’t really know what dance you’re doing when i’m too busy trying not to step in your feet.’
he could see the way her cheeks flush as she waves her hand around dismissively. clearly not confident in her dancing ability.
he questions why she even bothered teaching him if she wasn’t confident in her abilities. she blinks and sighs entirely too dramatically.
‘fine fine, just because it’s you.’
she gets up off the dirt and wipes herself down. he smiles as he watches her curtsy to her imaginary partner. she whisper yells to him to pretend that she’s wearing a big fancy dress.
so he decides to do just that.
he opens his eyes to imagine a dress on her. something beautiful that was graced with her favorite color. and as she turned, her hair was done and blew with the turn of her body.
he watched her go into a different position than the way he did with her. her arms raised higher, holding her imaginary partner. his tuned ears heard her hum a tune as she went into pre made steps around.
he saw the dress flow with the wind, and he wanted to drown in the sight. and when he thought too much, he blinked and suddenly saw himself dancing with her. following her steps, smiling down at her.
then, he promptly coughed loudly and said that she could stop.
and when night fell, he almost knocked out before she shook him awake. his eyes shot open as his hand held out, ready to summon crazy slots. before he was greeted with her forehead knocking against his and her whining of pain.
“what in the world are you doing?”
he mustered out as he rubbed his own forehead. squinting his eyes, he searched for her form. and there he found her, writhing around in front of him on the blanket.
she sat back up, her hands sat protectively on the hurt spot. looking at him with a frown.
“i was just gonna drag you to look around the town! they have lights up and everything!”
“you know i wouldn’t want to.”
“that’s why i said drag.”
she hopped off the bed, forgetting about her forehead.
“c’mon it’ll be fun!”
she huld out her hand, smiling brightly. even though only a small night light was on, it felt as though she lit up the room.
so she, as he always let her do, pulled him away to the door. when they were out, she awed at the lights. clasping her hands together and jumping at the stands of things.
she pulled him by his hand, letting his lanky body tag along beside her. he didn’t feel any sort of attachment to the things he saw.
“look!“
he heard her voice excitedly yell. she almost pulled his arm out of his socket as she ran. tipping his hat up, his eyes widened as he saw what she was seeing.
it was… people dancing. dancing in circles around each other.
here’s a bonus, because i love all kite lovers!!!
“you knew ging, old man?”
gon and killua saw how the man’s jaw dropped as the girl next to him immediately slapped a hand over her mouth. she was quite literally shaking with laughter as his eyes widened at them.
“o-old man-“
the man stuttered before cutting himself off and dipping his hat down. the girl next to him leaning over on her knees as her muffled cackling became louder. they felt a dangerous aura come off the man as gon tried to salvage the situation.
“ah- well you don’t look that old-“
“wait is he seriously not that old?”
gon held in a groan as killua butchered his attempt. at this point, she happily pulled herself together as she put a hand on the white haired man’s shoulder. completely ignoring his seething aura.
“not with these legs, kite’s twenty-“
before she could finish her sentence the man, now named kite, smacked her on the head with a nen fist. killua and gon stared in shock as the man indifferently brought his hand back.
“just call me kite, and yes i did.”
they could hear the whines of crying as the girl next to him held her head. her heels digging into the ground as she pouted.
“don’t mind her, she always talks too much.”
he said off handedly as he crossed his arms. the two children watched with nervous smiles as she continued whining.
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