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kentopedia · 3 months
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nanami kento, who hates dating, and didn’t do much of it in his early twenties. but now, he’s almost thirty, watching all the people he works with settle down, have kids, and he thinks he wants that. so he might as well try.
so satoru sets him up on a few dates — friends of friends, he calls them. and at the end of every one of the dinners, kento goes home empty, exhausted, because he knows what they want is not the same.
still; he thinks maybe he’s being a little self-destructive, maybe too picky, maybe he just got so used to being alone. with satoru’s insistence, he gives all the women another call, invites them over to his apartment.
the first time was a disaster… kento had barely set the dinner on the table before his cat had hissed at her, scratched her down the arm in a thin gash. and though it did draw blood, it was hardly enough to warrant that reaction.
he didn’t even try to stop her as she picked up her bag and left, huffing like she’d been morally offend. kento, though, could only smile to himself in amusement.
because maybe kento was a poor judge of character, a man who was secretly hoping nothing would pan out — but his cat could certainly tell the good from the bad.
it became a little game to him, after that. seeing if anyone could win his pet over, and if they could, perhaps they were the one. his darling animal was a fickle thing anyway. a bit too defensive, quick to bite anything threatening after years on the streets.
naturally, no one came back twice.
he was close to giving up, accepting his solitude because he was tired of empty conversations over dinner. but then, he ventured out over the weekend to a new coffee shop, during hours he normally didn’t spend out of his home, and met you.
though you only talked for a moment, kento felt like maybe he’d known you in a past life. a part of him thought maybe it was strange, the way he kept coming back to talk to you, catching you at the end of your shift to see if you wanted to grab a coffee sometime.
by the second date, kento started to think you could turn out to be his best friend.
by the third date, kento wondered if soulmates were real.
on the fourth date, almost two months later, an appropriate time to get to know someone when you were as reserved as kento, he invited you over for dinner. it was, perhaps, the final confirmation he needed to let himself be with you.
he let you through the door, smiling softly as you told him about the book you were reading, and hung his coat on the rack. a moment later, you stopped, distracted, hands covering your mouth in a gasp.
“kento! she’s the cutest cat i’ve ever seen, you didn’t even show me pictures!” you exclaim, and, a few feet away, crouched down. “look at her pretty eyes…”
“careful,” kento said, “she’s not very—“
but the cat approached your outstretched hand, sniffed once, before letting you scratch her under her chin, purring loud enough for kento to hear across the room.
“shes such a sweetheart, you told me she was mean!” you smiled, making a cooing noise as you threaded your fingers through her fur. “kento’s a liar, isn’t he… you’re so precious.”
a few moments later, she snapped her jaw at you in a biting motion, and you only laughed, withdrawing your hand. “alright, i get it, i won’t bother you anymore.”
though she still brushed against your legs, just as she did kento’s, and seemed to communicate some sort of message to him.
“do you want any help cooking?” you ask, tucking your hair behind your ears. “i’m a disaster in the kitchen, but—“
“sure,” kento said, his chest tightening as he blinked back at you, only in his apartment for minutes and already looking as at home there. he wondered if it was possible to fall in love so quickly. “but only if you want to.”
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webonchin · 10 months
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The one true Family model
I have bunch of some ATSV drawings so I will be posting them yay
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teela · 1 month
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coworker!gojo satoru who...
immediately gets hard when he sees you walking around in your skin tight blouse and distractingly low cut skirt. he doesn't even bother to hide how he's looking at the long expanse of your legs while fantasizing on how he would tear apart the flimsy material of your stockings in an instant.
in fact, he would become so deprived at the thought of you that he willingly masturbated to you.
and today was no different.
he had gotten in a bit later to work, half asleep when he enters the elevator in a zombie-like fashion because he had missed his alarm. it's when the metal doors slide open that he hears your sweet voice calling out to him.
"wait! please, hold that open for me, too!"
and oh, how gojo had to fight back the urge of having his cock become half erect for you, your breathy voice enough to send his fantasies into overdrive as he thought about eliciting such soft moans from you with his dick alone.
he stiffly nods, holding the elevator open for you while hiding his gaze beneath a pair of sunglasses. his adam's apple was felt shifting at the mere sight of you, causing him to swallow thickly. here you were, standing so close to him that he could see the droplet of sweat coming down the side of your face. the fact that you'd been running causes your scent to be a mixture of musk and something sweet-
far sweeter...
the natural scent coupled along with the smell of your shampoo and perfume would fill him, causing the blood to rush to his cock so suddenly that he had to fight back a groan. what are the chances that he could cause the elevator cease its ascent by activating the emergency stop?
how long could he fuck into you against the walls, pounding deep inside your wet cunt and have you frothing at the base for him?
yet the moment the elevator door opens, and you step outside first was when gojo would push himself away from the elevators and make a dash toward the restrooms.
with some semblance of privacy, gojo relieves himself at the thought of you, allowing the memory of your scent and the droplet of sweat sliding down your perfect skin to act as his catalyst for such a hedonistic act. he would bite down harshly against his free hand, using his pre-cum as lubricant as he stroked himself at the thought of you, thinking about you and the moment you first came here...
you were a new hire at the company. the moment you stepped foot into the building with your pretty stilettos tap tap tapping with confidence along with your stride, gojo was enamored.
but he wasn't the only one who had fallen so desperately for you.
gojo notices the way his male coworkers would flock toward your cubicle, your beauty like a flower that attracted the most persistent of bees as the men seemed to flock to you in troves. the sight of such assholes ogling at what was his left a bitter taste in his mouth.
he groans and imagines you riding his cock, his eyes clenched shut when he suddenly came in spurts, his cum landing within the waters of the toilet. with a dissatisfied grunt, knowing he had to waste such a load when he could have had you take all that he had to offer was what ultimately fueled his next decision.
he flushes the toilet and comes out of the stall, feeling lucky that no one had witnessed his pathetic actions. he could see his reflection in the mirror, taking note of the wild look in his eyes and how dilated they became at the thought of finally having you. once he fixes himself up, adjusting his suit and tie, was when he finally confronts his physical need for you.
he puts on a calm façade, confidently walking to your cubicle. he sees you diligently typing out a report on your computer and couldn't help but smirk at you.
he knocks on your cubicle to grab your attention... allowing your eyes to meet with his as your perfectly painted lips curl up in a smile.
"gojo, hey. how can i help you?"
a flimsy excuse escapes from his lips, saying he had something urgent to discuss with you- that he needed to speak to you privately.
and lucky for him, that was all the urging you needed to follow him-
exactly right where he wanted you, too.
with the door to the conference room locked, gojo has your back on the table, your legs spread wide open for him as he attacked your cunt with a passion. his lips were on your slick pussy like he was a starved man, with your laced panties sticking out of his front pocket kept as a token for later.
your squeals and moans of his name further excites him, feeling your cunt practically dripping for him. gojo drinks up all that you had to offer, feeling his cock straining against the front of his pants that it made him lose all sense of reasoning.
when he feels your moans become louder is when he pulls away from you, making you lose your high as you whined and gasped against him.
"g-gojo, why did you... you s-stop? was so close, was so so so close!"
he chuckles at the sounds of your desperate whines before unzipping his pants, freeing his cock for you as he stroked himself to full hardness.
"sorry babygirl, but the only thing you're cumming on is this cock."
he frees your hair from the confines of your bun, pulling back your hair harshly to reveal your throat to him. and when he harshly kisses at your soft skin was when he rams inside of you, the squelching sounds of your fucking already echoing throughout the conference room.
gojo's thrusts were sloppy, and his eyes were glazed over, falling in love with you all over again as he could feel your sweet juices staining at his cock, wetting it completely as he worked on drilling himself into you.
this was everything he wanted and more... and if he was going to be fired for doing something incredibly sinful with you in this conference room, then so be it-
because it was so worth it in the end 💋
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© teela
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cinnabon0 · 7 days
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"Esperar pra ver"
I have long wanted to draw something related to this song and these two (God, this song is already like their own anthem, I immediately think of them when I hear this song..)
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ysaona · 4 months
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The spectrum to be exact. 🎀
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blurry-foxes · 1 month
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La calavera de falin.
Speedpaint below
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andy-clutterbuck · 1 month
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1x04 | The Ones Who Live
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qeenta · 14 days
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leaentries · 4 months
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1/3/24
pre-game interview
njd@wash
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kentopedia · 7 months
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NB, idea I thought you might like—you know those memes/stories of boyfriends who get drunk and tell their girlfriend something like, “You’re pretty but I have a girlfriend,” or whatever?
Nanami. Very red-faced and very seriously.
.𖥔 ݁ ˖ THE BOYFRIEND TRAP — nanami kento
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OMG THIS IS SO CUTE !! it's so funny you mention it bc i've been thinking about writing something like this for a while now hehe. this gave me a perfect excuse to write something sweet bc i've been feeling so emotional about him
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it was satoru's idea to go out drinking. ironic, really, considering he was the one that had a soda in front of him, no more than half-empty, a refill after the first sickeningly sweet one.
across the restaurant, at the bar, gojo was talking with nanami, nodding seriously with a small grin as kento rambled on about something that he would probably regret spilling to the white-haired man in the morning. it was easy to get kento to talk with some alcohol in him; he normally kept things locked up tight, but once you got a drunk kento going, it was, truly, hard to stop him.
"you should get him home," shoko said, smiling from where her hands were set in her hands. "i'm afraid of what satoru is over there asking."
it was then that you noticed the phone in gojo's hands, not so subtly hidden behind the edge of the table, filming as kento waved his hands around in the air. nanami wasn't normally such a lightweight—whatever satoru had ordered him must have packed a heavy punch.
you sighed. "kento is going to kill him tomorrow." with that, you said goodbye to shoko and stood from the table, heading over to the two men conversing at the bar.
as you approached, satoru waved gleefully, not even trying to hide the fact that he was filming the entire scene.
"are you ready, kento?" you asked, grabbing your phone from your bag to check the time; it was later than you thought. "we should probably leave or we'll miss the last train."
"you're leaving? it's still so early," satoru whined, a dramatic pout on his lips. "i can just call ijichi-"
"you bother that man enough." you rolled your eyes. not to mention, kento would probably be mortified if his younger colleague saw him in such a state. "come on, ken-" you placed a hand on his forearm, but it was only there for a moment before nanami, politely, lifted it off his arm and gave it back to you.
"i'm sorry," he said, his expression one of complete seriousness, despite his reddened face. "i can't go with you."
you glanced over at satoru, who covered his mouth, trying not to choke on his laughter. "why not?" you asked kento, your eyebrows pulling together.
nanami stood straighter, his eyes hazy as he regarded you apologetically. his tie was loosened, and the top button of his shirt was undone, cooling his heated skin. "you're pretty," he said, slurring the words a bit. "but i have a girlfriend."
satoru's laughter escaped in loud cackles as he held the phone up higher, shoving it into nanami's face.
you blinked up at kento, a small smile pulling onto your lips. "you do, huh? you don't think i'm prettier than your girlfriend?"
he frowned. "no. of course not." kento's hair had come undone, two blonde strands falling over his forehead as he sifted through his pocket, pulling out his phone. he showed you the lockscreen; a photo of you smiling widely beside him as he kissed you on the cheek. "see how cute she is? she's beautiful."
you laughed, your cheeks warm as you took the phone from his hands. "she sure looks an awful lot like me, kento." giving the phone back to him, you showed him your own lock screen, another photo of the same day; this one was just of kento smiling softly at the camera, the orange sunset glowing against his skin.
he stared at the photo for a moment, studying it, as if unsure why you had a picture of him. then, his face cleared. "oh," kento breathed, looking back at you and then the photo, a realization erupting behind his eyes. "that's why you're so pretty."
you smiled, and tugged his hand to pull him away from the barstool. "you are very pretty too, kento," you said, and his cheeks grew redder, his smile lopsided from all the alcohol. "i'm glad i won't have to drag you out of here like a toddler." though you exhaled a sigh, it was more amused than anything.
waving goodbye to satoru, you led kento out of the restaurant, his arms stringing around your waist as he clung to you. he kissed your cheek, your temple, and you laughed breathlessly, pretending to be exasperated.
"i love you," he said, squeezing you tight. "you're my favorite person in the entire world." the letters were drawn out, the syllables meshing together as he stumbled onto his feet. you were certain he would've fallen onto the pavement, had it not been for the tight grip on your body.
he repeated the words again, i love you, i love you, like he couldn't get enough of the taste of them on his tongue.
the feeling of him around you was warm, and you leaned back into his chest, just as in love with him as he was with you. though, you couldn't help but mess around with him a little more. teasing him was, perhaps, the one hobby you shared with gojo.
"you love me that much?" you asked, but you still kissed him softly, grinning against his flushed lips. "two minutes ago you didn't even remember who i was."
he hummed, pressing a kiss to your top of your head, stalling you in the middle of the sidewalk. he dragged you close, staring at you with hearts in his eyes. "'m sorry, sweetheart," kento said, running a hand through your hair. "think i drank too much."
you laughed, lacing your fingers with his own. "maybe just a little."
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ef-1 · 9 months
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Known driver hater Daniel Ricciardo talking about being glad he was FAR AWAY!! in the US while the other drivers kept bumping into eachother in Mykonos :
Also Daniel:
1. With Lewis in Coachella
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2. With Max and his Dutch friends
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3. With Charles in Vegas:
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4. With George in Ibiza
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you really attract what you fear
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whereismyhat5678 · 4 months
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Guys, the new year hasn’t started for me yet, I still got a few hours to go but I’ll mine-as-well make this post since I’ll probably go to bed anyways- 😂
First, I’d like to say
WE GOT A NEW BANNER LET’S GOOOOO‼️‼️‼️‼️
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HELL YEAH! -I mean it’s just the characters but- HELL YEAH‼️‼️‼️‼️
SECOND. I want to show you something AMAZING and that something I’d never expect??
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321 FOLLOWERS????
YOU GUYS ARE INSANE THANK ALL OF YOU SO MUCH MY GOD‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
It really makes me think how all of you guys really like and appreciate my art, and the fact that so many people encourage me to keep doing it, it brings me to tears! 🥹
Every one of you are the best thing in my life!! The first time I got Tumblr I started in:
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March 30?? That’s insane- 💀
And the fact that I’ve improved SO MUCH is just INCREDIBLE!
You wanna see the FIRST drawings of Peppino??
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YEAH THAT’S ME I DID THIS-
And you’re telling me that this was in what- THE START OF MARCH?? (Or February I don’t remember-) But this is just the PINNACLE of how much I’ve changed in terms in art style and experience.
I bring this up because I think Tumblr is the REASON why I improved so much! I experimented with brushes (digitally) and I found my brushes!! I learned how to EXAGGERATE AND ACTUALLY DRAW CARTOONY LIKE I’VE WANTED TO FOR SO LONG!!
(And NEVER took an art class. That’s fucking what- 💀 I need to take one I actually need to at this point-)
Also also also- I’ve learned a lot of things! Anatomy, exaggerative expression, stretchy cartooniness, ALL OF THESE ARE JUST- I can’t believe I’ve learned all this because one day I decided: “Maybe I should ACTUALLY get a social media for my art? 🤔” AND I DID IT AND CHANGED MY LIFE‼️‼️‼️
YOU GUYS CHANGED MY LIFE!-
My followers!- My mutuals/friends- I NEED TO SAY HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE ALL MY MUTUALS, ALL OF YOU 💖💕💖💕💖💕💖💕
Everything about Tumblr has changed me in SUCH a positive way in not only terms of art but with how many people (TALENTED PEOPLE) I’ve made FRIENDS with AND ACTUALLY got to know!!!
I already said it but you guys are absolutely AMAZING and I just CAN’T FATHAM how much this year has just been a BLAST.
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My mutuals:
@noodletime @moon9931 @marclef @margarita-the-pizzeria-worker @lucia-the-mii @lovestryke @lord-yiikes @ijusthavefun @linhfoxmoive @kate-bot @nomlioart @boogiestronic80s @zedortoo @jarroyave4637 @atlaslovesedm @alaskacoolkid1 @remaking-machine @average-amount-of-chaos @cherryxsapphic @dingle-dee @eyeballdrawer @tailsdollsnewlife @radaverse @gongustheawsome01 @fluffygiraffe @qwertykeyboard045 @w00den-h3ad @the-little-knight @oddpizza @misdreavusplush
(OKAY- I may have added some people on here that I think ARE REALLY COOL, I may not talk to you much but I’ve seen you guys like my art and I think ya’ll deserve to be on here 🫶💖✨)
AND IF I MISSED ANYONE PLEASE TELL ME I’M SO SORRY BUT JUST KNOW I LOVE ALL OF YOU THE SAME (Platonically) I HOPE YOU GUYS HAVE A WONDERFUL NEW YEAR AND HAVE A GOOD ONE 🎉🎉🎉
GOOD NIGHT TO ALL YOU LOVELY PEOPLE YOU GUYS MEAN THE WOLRD TO ME AND HAVE A GREAT NIGHT 💖💖💖💖
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twistedappletree · 4 months
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2024 mood ✨
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cashweasel · 6 months
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A sketch from the drafts of the man I love
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