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riconastyfan · 1 year
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emmyrosee · 11 months
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Don’t read this bc this is more cute aggression with mr sakusa and this is for me so
Also, yes, these are all things I’ve said to my niece in an act of cute aggression 💅🏼
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“I could rip your teeth out.”
“That’s nice, baby.”
Kiyoomi is used to you. It’s the only reason, you’re convinced, that he lets you do the things you do, say the feral things you say. Your methods of making him swoon were, arguably, cuter than he’d expect, and he openly tells you that when you used to get self conscious about it.
(“It’s not every day someone wants to squeeze me until I pop.”
“Well, now, it will be. Welcome to your life.”
He smirks, “well alright then.”)
It’s not a lie- he’s never had someone as openly affectionate as you, clinging to his arm at the grocery store, biting his muscles and neck when he’s trying to cook dinner (his teammates ask him constantly what things you two get up to- he doesn’t have the heart to tell them you bit him when he was making some tea) just doing anything and everything to bug him domestically.
Its… comforting, in a bizarre way. To know you find him absolutely intoxicating and addictive. He’s not entirely sure he’d change it.
Even now, when you practically have burrowed into his skin.
“I could kick you; how dare you be so cute?” You pout, laying your head on his shoulder restfully.
He chuckles and continues to scroll through his phone, “it’s strange- I’m so used to Komori being the cute one.”
You roll your eyes and snicker, “you’re so full of it, and you know you are. You’ve always been the cute one, shut the hell up.”
“Handsome, maybe, but never cute-“
In an instant, he’s cute off by your hand immediately darting towards his face. Your fingers fly up at his mouth, trying to grip his teeth. It’s something you don’t do often because he can’t stand it, but it seems like today, you’re on a mission to be as close to him as possible.
“Ah!” He snaps, turning his head away. You retract your hand as he gives you a scolding look. Immediately, you feel bad that the impulsive thoughts won, and you made him so mad. “We talked about that. Don’t do that.”
“But-“
“No. Do. Not. Grab at my teeth.”
You pout softly at the reprimand in his tone, mumbling a soft ‘I’m sorry’ as you settle back down, your head dipping to hide in the crook of his neck. He lets out a sigh and plops his phone on the side table and shuffle a bit.
“You know I like your cute aggressions…. Except that one. Of all the things you do, that’s the one I can’t tolerate babe, you know that.”
“You’re just so pretty. I can’t help it.”
“Oh, so it’s my fault now?” He says, absolutely teasing you and you giggle as you hide your face in his neck. “Is biting me not good enough? Is sniffing me until you can’t breathe not good enough now?” He interrupts his own preach by pecking kisses all over your cheek, holding you tighter as you start to squirm away. “Is coming into my shower not good enough now? Is dropping by extra desserts at practice not good enough? Is sucking hickeys on my cheeks not good enough?”)
You move your head away from his neck to giggle more and try to make an attempt away from his kisses, but this gives him real estate, and he decides to take it. He starts to give you a taste of your own medicine, biting at your cheek and ear and neck and fingers now pinching up your sides and ribs.
“Omi!”
“Is crawling into my lap while I’m on a zoom call not good enough? Is stealing my pillows from under my head when you’re sleeping not good enough? Is taking my clothes when you’re sick not good enough? Is picking. My nose. When I’m mad. NOT GOOD ENOUGH?”
Your struggles to get away from him are in vain, he’s got you gathered in his big arms, your head tossed back and feet kicking for a meek attempt at freedom. He peppers bites and kisses continuously on your neck, smiling against your skin as you scream and whine into the air.
“Are all these things so boring now and you have to grab my literal teeth?”
“Yes!” You titter, and while it does make him stop in surprise, he’s quick to smack the facade back on, pulling his head back to glare at you. You flash him some puppy eyes while you reach up to card the curls from his face, “I’m just obsessed with you… always need more ways to get under your skin.” You laugh as he sighs and leans his forehead against yours, clearly not caring half as much as he says, and taking gentle breaths against you. “I love bugging you.”
“Well, how could you not when you do such a good job?”
“I know right?” Once again, he lifts his head up to glare playfully at you, snickering as you continue to flash him the same innocent beam.
“Can you promise me you won’t grab my teeth anymore?” He asks, shifting a hand to lace with yours; he brings the knuckles of your hand up to kiss them, a way to show his affection and also, sort of, maybe, convince you to promise.
You sigh softly and let him kiss over your fingers, letting the comfortable silence between you both relish. “No.”
“No?”
“No.”
He groans in faux agony, face crashing down to bury in your chest, and you cackle while he does, your arms tossing around his shoulders to keep him close.
“I hate you,” he grumbles.
“No you don’t. You eat this shit up and you know it.”
He sends a dirty look at you between his lashes before sighing and laying his head back down. “Don’t expose me.”
“That’s what I thought.”
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abirddogmoment · 2 months
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She's putting the pieces together for such a nice baby retrieve 🥺
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fizzytoo · 9 months
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nothing better than a pancake breakfast
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and im reminded of when a teenage adrien made pancakes for a baby julie 😔
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narutoblogiguess · 1 year
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Neji has to live with the caged bird seal, the knowledge of what happened to his father and pain and suffering he and the rest of the branch members deal with everyday of his life
And the one time he confronted hinata about it she just said it was only him that was upset about it.
I would have tried to kill her too.
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cerise-on-top · 2 months
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I love the way you write for the cod women! specifically, Farah (she's my wife) if you feel comfortable writing for chubby readers. Could you write Farah x Chubby Reader? 💕
Hello! I'm glad to hear that you enjoy my writing! Farah is pretty cool I agree! Here you go!
Farah with a Chubby!Reader
Farah doesn’t particularly care about your body type as long as you’re you. She fell in love with you because of your personality, not your body. But that isn’t to say she wouldn’t adore it all the same. It’s a part of you, and therefore it’s as perfect as it could get. She loves you in your entirety, regardless of what you look like, even on those days where you might feel like she deserves someone better than you. Someone who fits the image of traditionally handsome or pretty more so than you do. It’s during those days where Farah would actually become a bit more cuddly than she usually is. She doesn’t touch people very often aside from the occasional friendly pat on the shoulder or maybe patching someone up after a rough fight. She may be touch starved, but she doesn’t really touch people. Not that she detests it, it’s just not her style. So she’d be a bit more touchy with you, reassuring you that you’re lovely just as you are. You’re gorgeous, no one could ever take that away from you. It’s during those days that she’ll demand you lie down on the couch or the bed so she can rest her head either on your chest or your tummy. Both are the perfect napping spot, she’ll claim, even if she doesn’t really take naps during the day. She’ll snuggle into you, hold you close and tell you just how lovely and beautiful you are, beauty standards be damned because the prettiest, most jaw dropping person on the planet is with her right now anyway. Every other fool knows nothing in comparison.
Farah is also pretty good with her words. When she was younger she used to read quite a lot, quite a few things were above her reading level as well, so she knows a few fancy words here and there. She can compare you to just about anything beautiful on this planet, but she does like to tell you that there were some cultures out there where being chubby was a sign of wealth and beauty. And that’s another thing she likes about you: You’re chubby because you can afford food, because you can afford to eat well. She’ll remind you that there were princesses out there, chubby ones, who would be the pinnacle of wealth and beauty because of it. Farah is far from all knowing, but she knows a few things here and there.
Besides, as mentioned before, she’ll love you regardless of what you look like. If she feels particularly touch starved she’ll walk up to you from behind, wrap her arms around you and squeeze your tummy a bit. It’s warm, it’s soft, she gets to hold you in her arms. What’s not to love about the concept? If you’re someone who’s into cute clothing, then Farah fantasizes about seeing you in a cute dress. Something like a fancy lolita dress because she knows you’d look so cute in it. While she can’t buy an outfit like that for you as it is, she hopes that once the situation has calmed down a lot and she won’t have to fight for her life anymore, that Farah can buy you a cute dress.
While she won’t outright ask for it, sometimes she does like being held, so she definitely wouldn’t mind it if you pulled her down on top of you, held her down with your arms and then rambled on about your day. However, be warned, as she mindlessly listens to you, she might play around a bit and poke your tummy, or whichever it is that is closest to her. Hope you’re not ticklish because the chances are high she’ll do that. You’re soft, it’s fun and if you are ticklish then she has even more of an incentive to actually do it. Not at all sneaky about it either, will poke you and then look up at you with a smile. Farah, too, can be a bit of a meanie, but she loves you so it’s okay.
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pezberrypolls · 24 days
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morganski-19 · 8 months
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Steve walks into the room and Eddie doesn't notice he's there. Smiling to himself, he starts to sneak up behind Eddie. Quickly wrapping his arms around Eddie before he can notice, he picks him off the ground and starts to spin him around.
"What the fuck," Eddie squeaks out before slamming his elbow back, hitting Steve right in the nose.
He quickly places Eddie on the ground, holding his nose which has started to bleed. "Ow, shit, Eds."
"Steve." Eddie's eyes widen. "Hold on a second." He runs out of the room and comes back with a wet washcloth and an ice pack wrapped in a tea towel. "Here."
"Thanks," Steve wipes off the blood and starts to ice his nose.
"Good?" Steve nods. Eddie smacks him on the arm. "The fuck were you thinking. I thought I was being jumped."
"In my house?"
Eddie crosses his arms. "It could happen." Steve glares at him, nose still streaming with blood. "Aw sweetheart, I'm sorry. Here let me take one of them."
"No, I'm sorry. Shouldn't have done it." Steve winces as Eddie presses down with the ice."
"And I shouldn't have elbowed you in the face." He presses a kiss on the ice pack as if he were kissing Steve's nose.
The blood finally stops. "Do you think it's broken?"
"Better not be. I would kill myself if I ever hurt this pretty face," he scrunches Steve's cheeks.
Steve laughs. "You're such a dork."
"You love it."
"Yeah, I do"
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sobeautifullyobsessed · 22 hours
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In my sophomore year, The Hobbit was on my summer reading list, and I honestly disliked it and found it irritating. One of the essay assignments we got when school started included 'what is the significance of Gollum calling The Ring, my precious?'
Tricksy, that teacher was, I'd say.
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fallenclan · 8 months
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ok so I want to join the clangen blog party BUT question: how do you narrow down events/scenes to draw?? everything happens so much
oh that's a really good question. usually i just go for the All Events tab and draw anything that has a lasting impact on the clan, or just anything that i feel like drawing. I also like to scroll through the relationships tab to find any interesting interactions. same goes for patrols. also, i've mentioned this before, but i tend to avoid drawing every time a cat gets sick or injured, and usually only draw it when it has an impact, like a scar, permanent condition, or death. if i drew every time a cat got a bellyache or a runny nose i'd spend every hour of the day drawing lol
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imperial-agent · 2 months
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arisen ▪ the lady ▪ sorcerer
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jacqcrisis · 4 months
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Tried to do some scent training and I've come to a harrowing conclusion:
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She dumb :(
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gothyanki · 6 months
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three gith and a baby
It's been pretty easy for me to dodge around the question of Orpheus' bio-parentage in the fic I'm writing (one is set before he was so much as a twinkle in anyone's eye and the other is from child!Voss' POV very early on in their acquaintance), but it's going to come up at some point if I continue the series and I genuinely can't decide what I want to go with. I personally don't think it's that important - what matters is that Orpheus is Gith's spiritual successor, that they're alike on some level - but I also don't necessarily want to keep it ambiguous forever. All the interesting headcanons I've seen floating around gave me the absolutely galaxy-brained idea to Put It To The People (in the form of a poll that will probably max out at three responses, but That Is Fine - every little helps!)
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quietwingsinthesky · 5 months
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8!!!!
8) How should the afterlife have been “resolved”? Did the fixing of Heaven work?
no, see, i think it’s hilarious that they spent like 11 seasons trying not to be Heaven’s bitches and then got stuck in there anyway by their son-god like dogs put in their crates while the owner goes to work. they live down the street from their toxic dad and girlboss mom who are, (presumably) due to being heaven assigned soulmates, also damned to being trapped in their coerced marriage in the afterlife for the rest of time. eventually, sam’s kid and blurry wife are going to die and make this even more weird and awkward. it’s amazing. my only note is that supernatural seemed to think this was a happy ending <3 they should know better <3
(but as for how I would fix it. i mean, that would require also rewriting the last few seasons of Empty shit to be more. final. rather than a revolving door that Cas and Lucifer keep wandering in through. And then I would throw everyone into the Empty!!! go the fuck to sleep!!! peace when you’re done jesus christ!!! would have also killed sam and dean together in either a freak accident or a murder-suicide :3)
(and. okay i swear last one. but for my most self-indulgent “fix” of the supernatural afterlife, i would have brought amara back and had her eat all the dead souls, heaven or hellbound. and eat anyone who dies in the future. and then through her destruction, give jack (new baby god!) the power to create. if we have to have a semi-happy ending here. i mean, i regard this cycle of reincarnation as a happier ending then eternity in heaven/hell/the empty, but then again, supernatural is very christian at the end of the day, and i am very Not.)
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fjordfolk · 11 months
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roundup while i remember it:
sparta is getting better with river and stream crossings after her little dip last year, and from having to carry her across a (wide!) bridge on Thursday, to her doubting and having 2nd and 3rd thoughts but ultimately crossing a *bunch* of them today, she's really getting her confidence back. she's still cautious re: crossing water (as she always has been) which i honestly appreciate, but it's nice to see her get over this particular thing.
troja did amazing picking and following the trail today! she's never done that seriously enough for me to rely on, but tonight she went ahead a couple of times and once even picked a better route than sparty did (heresy, i know.) these are skills i value, because of hikes like these ones where we didn't get back until 2am and for almost two hours i trusted my dogs fully, because it was too dark to really see the path.
for that last bit it is also helpful to have a light colour dog because sparty? love her. adore her. can not fucking see her.
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