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cruhxx · 11 months
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happy pride month to thandruil only
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emmyrosee · 6 months
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ABSJSNDSKDKSNDNDDJDJDBDIS I HAVE AN IDEA I WANNA SHARE WITH YOU SO BAD CAUSE I JUST KNOW YOU’D GO INSANE OVER IT WITH ME 👀
I was literally out shopping today and I was extremely lightheaded cause I needed water and this idea did NOT help with that as I was passing the men’s clothing section 🤨
but omg purposefully buying Osamu shirts every so often that are just slightly too small for him. namely compression shirts and t-shirts. I just really like his arms okay 😐? And he fully knows you’re doing it on purpose so you can admire him and he DOES NOT MIND ONE BIT. I fully believe his arms would be defined in a bulky SWEATER do u know how hard that is to do? he obviously doesn’t.
I love him ☹️
anon <3
DAWG THE WAY HE MAKES ME FROTH AT THE CHOMPERS AND BITES THE BARS IN MY CAGE-
just him coming home once upon a time to just merely pout about how the shirt he got is somehow too small for him, and you simply shrug and tell him to model it anyways because hey, he's too pretty to pout okay?
so he stalks into the bedroom, leaving you in the living room to wait for your man to show you where he wants to modify the fabric.
and then. OH AND THEN.
he comes around the hallway, cheeks a little warm from the effort of pulling the shirt over those massive shoulders and beefy arms and you know threads had to have been popped wildly just to get it over his head. AND DONT LOOK AT ME BUT I JUst find him super sinched at the waist, but a little soft near his tummy, which is even more shown from the tightness of the shirt.
"see?" he whines, pinching the shirt in his fingers. "it's too tight... i could never wear this out!"
meanwhile, you're not sure if you've ever been more attracted to him.
he just looks so big, so beefy and thick, you cant begin to try and pull your eyes off of him. he's so defined it hurts, and god you want to unhinge your jaw and bite that mammoth arm thats practically hulking from under the shirt.
"yeah shame you can only wear it here hey wow thats so funny you can only wear it here isnt that good though you always say how you need more lounge clothes-"
he quirks a brow, "are... you okay, babe? you’re talking really fast.”
You take a deep breath in and slowly let it out, flashing him the biggest set of flirt eyes you can muster, “you look really, really good, osamu.”
His brows raise. You nod.
“Like… really good?”
“Good enough where if you tried to return the shirt, I’d burn the receipt.”
“Okay, well don’t burn it,” he snickers, pulling you in for a hug. “We can just pretend like the shirt fits me perfectly and wear it.”
“You’re not wearing that outside.”
“Why?”
“Uh, because people will throw themselves at you? Duh?”
He offers you a laugh, clearly not taking into full account about how serious you are, but thats okay.
hopefully there wont come a day you have to show it.
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