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[fayeraa]

m. osamu is a family man.

everything that revolves around domesticity, he yearns it, cherishes it even. there’s something special about soft intimacy that you share with your beloved one that your share with no other, and he lives for it.

so when you surprises him by entering his shop, the door creak that make his head turn, wondering who can be presenting at such hour and he sees you, a spent look on your face coming after your work, he smiles. he couldn’t dream of something better at the moment, and after a tiring day, reuniting with his loved one make his heart swell in relief.

big comforting arms cages you in a doting embrace, welcoming your presence that he waited for, calloused hands trailing up your back to your neck and caressing it lovingly, all acts of love for you. he begrudgingly frees away from your form that he adores so much, and walks back to the counter, rests his palm on his chin as you prop yourself on the bar stool, and start asking about you day.

he would, for nothing in the world, trade that moment for anything. Peering up at you fondly as you jabber with fervor, he realizes that he really wants a family with you. in his deepest imaginations and dreams, whenever a family figure become visible and that it’s about a mother, nothing else but your reflection appears.

and he knows what you’ll do next. he knows that you’ll pester him because he doesn’t listen to you or doesn’t pay much attention to your gossiping, seeming too lost in his thoughts. so, he simply lets out a breathy chuckle before running a thumb on your cheek and kissing you softly on the other.

you just don’t know yet that he’ll propose to you the next month.

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i kinda wanna elaborate even more later

[namtan]

THIS LOVE DOESN'T HAVE LONG BEANS (2024)

[nicoleanell]

You're circling something. You're getting close to something you want distance from.

[fruitypiestims]

Evil plans

[tropicalcontinental]

AndrewGaming67 Mood Board

[softascottontail]

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋

summary 𖦹 hobie taking care of you when you’re exhausted.

contents 𖦹 fluff, male reader, lotsa petnames, hurt/comfort kinda?, reader crying

wc 𖦹 497

a/n 𖦹 a short and self indulgent fic bc i have been going through hell recently and my brain hasn’t been working at all and it’s driving me crazy- it’s why i’m just inactive on here i’m sorry 😭 i really do wanna post stuff but i physically cannot think of stuff. i hope this very small fic can comfort people in the same situation as me

You stormed in the house. The door swung open with a noise and Hobie turned his head in surprise.

“Aye- What’s up, darling?” Hobie was sitting on the couch. He could see the way your eyes drooped and the dark circles taking place below them.

You didn’t even look at him. You limped your way and plopped to the couch, head resting on the back cushion. Your eyes were closed and tears started to flow.

Hobie’s eyes blew open and you could feel the cushion shifting.

“Hey, hey,” Hobie’s gravelly voice spoke in a sweet tone. “What’s happened, sweetheart?” You could feel the cushion shift again, the warmth of his body near you. And then another shift where that warmth went away.

“Can I touch you?” Hobie asked.

The cushion soaked up your tears.

You nodded.

Hobie moved close and wrapped his arms around you, his hand stroking your head. Your arms instinctually wrapped around him too.

“What’s up, darling?” He asked again, ever so patiently.

You sniffled, trying to collect your thoughts.

“I don’t know,” you replied. “I’ve just been so tired and my brain can not work for the love of fucking God.”

You’ve been going through a lot lately. Hobie knew this. It was excessive, really. It’s as if life was really testing you on purpose, and yet, there was nothing you could do about it.

Hobie hummed.

“Gotcha. Jus’ need some time to rest your head, am I right?” You nodded against his chest and sniffled.

“That’s all right, darling,” Hobie reassured, “D’you want me to put on that show we planned to watch yesterday?”

You shook your head. “Too tired.”

Hobie hummed again. “Then…” Hobie paused, thinking. “D’you want to go lay down?”

You sniffled, then nodded.

“That’s great. D’you want me to carry you, love?”

You would’ve said no, but the warmth of his body was comfort to you. So you weakly said: “Yes, please.”

Hobie chuckled lovingly and stroked your head again. “Alright, mate.” He grunted as he hauled you up, holding you by your thighs. “Up ya go.”

You were now face to face and you became self conscious of your crying face. But Hobie smiled so sweetly and kissed you on your nose before walking you to your shared bedroom (You’d decided to rest your chin on his shoulder).

Hobie placed you on the bed before taking his place beside you under the covers. Hobie’s hazel eyes watched you as if you were an angel. He swiped the hair out of your face.

“Can I hug you, angel?”

Your heart felt full. You nodded. “I’d like that.”

Hobie shifted closer and wrapped his arms around you.

“My sweet boy.” Hobie’s fingers stroked your head.

You felt at home in his arms.

“It’s alright, darling, just rest’ya head, alright?” His arms around you was soothing, protective.

Your eyes started to feel heavy. With him here, it felt like everything will be okay.

He makes sure of it. Always.

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

búðarþjófnaður (shoplifting)

lmao nice

Askbox is closed for new requests, I'm recording these old ones on the to-write doc

[strawwbyy]

i was about to finish a fire Ronove smut. The auto saving failed, so i closed the writting window with the entire thing copied to paste it onto another window and continue. And when i went to copy something else in, the entire fic got deleted. and i do not have a backup copy. im actually gonna fucking kms. No fic for today. im gonna go cry now

edit note: i might actually do the twitter links thing first because im actually so pissed off im not writting shit yall

[stimming-puppet]

[indigoabbie on instagram]

[ozdical]

wip :]

[fayeraa]

I THOUGHT WE HAD REALLY GOOD BED..CHEM !☆

⋆ an — this music goes like brrr in my mind. lowercase intentional ; suggestive.

it all started with a movie night.

an intense burn-out ran over you two after a long succession of days, weeks and months of work and red tapes, so it wasn’t surprising to feel this overwhelmed. tho, you found an agreement. when your days-off synchronized, you’d rest in the comforting embrace of your lover to finally have some rest and free time on the couch together. but you never thought it’d turn this way.

a simple brush of his nimble fingers over your pelvis got you worked up for a full-blown make out session.

it was probably one of the better ways to release all the pent-up stress that plagued your tensed bodies at the moment.

so— with a smooth swift of a finger, he started to gently snake over your soft tummy, trailing a invisible path down to you pelvis. the air was hot, but the tension even hotter, as you just laid there on the quilted sofa, your head messily resting on the fluffy cushion, and your body felt oh— so heavy.

your lover continued his journey, now two hands of his carefully clasping your hips and rolling soothing circles on the warm flesh, as his honeyed lips began to smooch up to your chest, leaving delicate wet kisses on your ribcage, giving the same attention, care and affection to each one of his smacks.

you lowered your hand to his head, to grant the same love he wholeheartedly gave you on a silver platter, and combed his downy strands, shining in the dim light of the living room. it was mild, a slow endearment between two loved beings, shared on a random night, on a random day.

your lover didn’t stop, even if your mind was fuzzy with all sort of thoughts, he remained focused on his task, making you feel good. he brushed his hands all over your sides, your tights, your arms, ending up burying his face deep in your neck and breathing in hard, as to feel you completely, while he hold you with one arm on your spine and the other atop your back.

then, when you’d be fully relaxed and your soul would be serene, he’d leave a thousand of love bites whilst you’d whimper his name and pat his hair, to assure him that he was doing good, and all that for you.

and he’s not stopping yet, not until both of you will achieve a complete restful state of mind and that you’ll be able to share your love again, and again, and again.

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . shinso, shōto, keigo (bnha), osamu, kageyama. kita, akaashi (hq), inumaki, nanami (jjk). feel free to add more ppl that you think would fit

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⋆ — erm, hello after 4 months of no-posting and i’m back with something really shitty, hope you’re still enjoying tho 😞

[cupids-stimboards]

mystery she wished

📁 🛏️ 🔎 / 🐟 x 🐟 / 📝 🛏️ 📁

[cutiepieautistic]

Evil autism pride flag stimboard

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[rubystims]

positive affirmations :)

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[positive-total-drama-takez]

I for one agree with chubby alejandro. In fact the make him fat. We love fat people here!!

-> 🗒 anon

[council--board]

Clive Handforth from Little Big Planet stimboard

making a board for something I grew up playing with friends and my sisters. I’m not able to remember the second game because out disc is scratched up but it’s fun seeing the characters I grew up seeing again

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