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gonna put dazai in a skirt and play with his balls

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reid. i need ur opinion. idc if u casually tossed bsd to the side, i NEED UR OPINION.

CHUUYA DOING LINES? ON UR BODY? AND PERHAPS BODY SHOTS?

chuuya doing lines off your ass chuuya doing lines off your back chuuya taking shots from between your tits chuuya licking blow off of your tongue chuuya water falling liquor into your mouth chuuya chuuya chuuya

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how annoying would a saforu dazai threesome be

horrible because i think they’d realize they’re the same person very quickly and end up hatefucking each other really passionately and you’d end up in the cuck chair

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out of all our faves , which ones would be the worst to have a threesome with . crossovers ok too

i think this could go a lot of ways for a lot of different reasons but most chaotic horrible nefarious crossover threesome i can think of would have to be bachira/akutagawa. just total opposites that don’t synergize at all. akutagawa is like who the fuck is this guy and bachira’s like BRO CANT STOP COUGHING 🫵🫵

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idia sheoud would do erotic role plays instead of physical sex

obsessed with the idea of him being so confident and domineering in these situations where he can have so much control ……….. and then the second you touch him he can hardly get a word out…..pathetic man

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ME AND MY STRANGE EEL HUSBAND

(make)

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which one would you pick? 🥰

oh and the other one is sentenced to burning in a volcano btw… ! 🤔

(hope you are ok btw…! hope you are doing well!! have a good day 💗)

oh u are evil for this……… i can’t possibly punt bunny bachira into the volcano….. ….im so sorry isagi………

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Hey daddy I miss you 😽

where was my happy father’s day 🤨

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[ r18 ]

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finally posting again! I drew castorice because HSR became my fixation during finals week, and she's one of my favorites in the amphoreus cast 💜🦋

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anyone with adhesive allergy got alternative bandaid suggestions 😔 i need to keep those thangs on me but the sticky gives me like contact dermatitis or something

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corporate job kills the stoneheart

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— ALL I WANNA DO (MY LOVE IS BURNING BRIGHTLY) . . . !

. . . FLOREID

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fuck it twst selfship moodboards

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— all i breathe in is your life. feat. itoshi sae || wc: 1.1k contains: gn!reader, no pronouns used, secret relationship, just pure fluff :P

sae doesn't really tell people things about himself.

he thinks he doesn't need to—unless it involves soccer, he sees no use in people attempting to pry at his personal self other than to just scratch the surface level of itoshi sae, professional soccer player. all the masses need to know is that he's a midfielder, he's from japan, and itoshi rin is his little brother.

so shock comes as a severe understatement to his team when they find out that he's married after one of them overhears sae telling their coach he can't make to a press conference because he'll be celebrating his wedding anniversary.

sae understandably gets bombarded the moment he enters the locker room to his disdain. many of his teammates have coupled up with celebrities, models, and influencers—per modern athlete fashion—so they provoke him with who this mystery person is.

"none of your business," he snaps, clearly irritated.

some of them think it's a fluke, just his way to get out of dealing with the media, as sae bears no ring on his left ringer and has never been seen wearing it in public (though, arguably, sae is a hard figure to catch outside the field anyways). but all sae has to do is roll his eyes, take out a travel-sized jewelry holder, and put on his wedding ring to flash at them.

"well shit, man," one of his younger teammates, a notoriety amongst the media for being a bit of a playboy, laugh. "how long have you been chained down for?"

the phrase irks him a bit. to view marriage as a prison seems contemptuous to him—no wonder this guy can't hold down a relationship.

sae shuts his locker door, eyes still bored as ever as he makes his way to the exit.

"four years going on five," he mutters, a smidgen of entertainment for them just to shut them up for good. "you're lucky if your career ever lasts as long."

he gawks at him, ready to fire back an insult, but sae's already disappeared through the door. sae makes his way to the lobby of his team's training facility, where he sees you, their assistant manager, sitting patiently at one of the tables nearest to the window.

"ah, sae," you greet with a friendly smile, tablet with his stats on hand. "there you are."

he only gives you a silent nod of acknowledgement in return, sparing nothing for you but an ear to listen as you read off his comments given to them by their coach as you always do with each member. there's nothing much to improve on, seeing as how he's essentially the definition of perfection in regards to soccer, but he still clutches onto the occasional whisper of criticism to help him improve.

he bids you goodbye, reminding you that he won't be at the press conference this evening and to have a nice evening, before he exits out the doors and makes his way to his car. the silence that bestows upon him when he enters it makes him feel at peace... until his phone rings.

an audible groan escapes him; sae swipes at his phone, ready to curse out what was probably his teammate he insulted earlier or his coach, but the annoyance within him disappears the moment he sees a familiar name.

he picks it up carefully, staring straight ahead of him into the lobby of the facility.

a well-known greets him first. "hi there."

"hey," he mutters softly... a hint of affection in his voice.

"so, apparently the restaurant is all booked for tonight," you whisper into the phone, sae watching your lips move in sync from inside the safety of his car. "i got us this other restaurant near roppongi, is that okay?"

sae nods, hoping that you can see it through the lobby. "that's fine. what time should i start leaving the house to meet you there after the conference?"

a sweet, thoughtful hum passes through. "how 'bout 7:00? meet there at 7:30? conference ends at 6:30, but i'll leave a bit early to catch a cab and beat traffic."

disapproval seeps into his sigh. "i still think it's better if i pick you up."

"haha, no way. and risk being caught?" you laugh, giggling when you see sae's scrunched face through the window of the lobby from his car.

"i just don't like the thought of you being in a car alone with a stranger," he says, his tone droll as ever but you've known him long enough to detect that subtle worry in his voice.

"i appreciate the thought, my darling husband," you remark as you gaze upon your five-year-old wedding ring sae gave you. "but we've worked this hard to keep it under wraps. one cab ride won't kill me. it's just so that we don't have to take two cars home."

sae doesn't enjoy the feeling of defeat, but all his ego comes to humble itself whenever you were the one that bestowed it upon him. only the person he stood across the altar from half a decade ago would only be able to do such to itoshi sae.

"fine..." he grumbles, watching as you grin rather stupidly your gain. "send over the address. and don't be late."

"yessir," you give him a childish salute from the lobby, one that he has to fight cracking a smile at, your playfulness never once fading at the slightest from the moment he met you.

though he does admit it's hard trying to keep your relationship behind closed doors, especially since you're a non-celebrity, but it's all worth it when he gets to wake up to your face and kiss it right before he falls into a deep slumber, your body intertwined his with a tenderness being connected with his—a silent murmur of "i love you" to end off another day with you.

just before he ends the call, your voice reaches him once more.

"sae?"

he blinks, removing his hovering finger over the red button to let your words reach him, not wanting to waste any word that comes out of your lips go uncherished.

"yeah?"

you turn to face him directly from where you were in the lobby, only the window of it and the window of the his car being your only barriers between each other. affection spreads upon your features, one that makes sae mimic on his own.

"happy anniversary, my love," you profess tenderly to him. "i love you."

a warmth embeds itself within him when he admires you from his car. five years may not necessarily be the longest of time to some people, but to think that you and him have lasted this long together brings about a peace that he treasures on the daily and will continue to do so forevermore if you're by his side.

his eyes soften, staring at you in pure devotion.

"i love you too," sae confesses. "happy anniversary."

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rest in peace james gandolfini

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if you support tr**p unfollow me. "oh i am not interested in politics" is ignorant because everything we do revolves around the political state of the world. "it's not that deep" brother, people are dying. they're being stripped off their rights. they're being threatened and silenced in the name of democracy, promise for a better world and peace. peace is not waving your flag on the ground that is soaked in the blood of innocents that you killed. peace is not suppressing minorities. peace is definitely not bombing countries to portray power. your political views and awareness does impact the future of this world. you might not choose to interact with "politics" but politics is always impacting you. wake up and speak up before it's too late.