#while and do while loop tutorials

[ccoderlearner]

while and do while loop tutorials

In this tutorial,, we will learn how to use the while and do while loop tutorials in C++ programming in this article. A block of code is repeated using loops. Loops are used in programming to execute a block of code repeatedly until a specified condition is met. In this tutorial, you will learn to create while and do...while loop in C programming with the help of examples.

[yellllowstar]

slowly I'm recovering the beauty of discovery

(creature by half•alive)

(textless + timelapse below cut)

[bunnyinatree]

This might be an odd question, because I assume that most people already know how to do this... But how do folks listen to music on their phones?

My preferred method of listening to music on the go is to use a Tumblr audio post, because I can navigate away from the tab without the music cutting out. My backup method is to use YouTube, but I hate the ads and the inability to navigate away from the page/lock your phone mid-song.

Is there any way to download a song onto your phone so it's not dependent on wifi? For instance, I have MP3 files that I've edited using Audacity that I can open up on my computer and play, even when the internet is down. Is there something similar that allows you to listen to music on your phone, even while it's set to airplane mode?

[katyspersonal]

Tbh one of the distant wishes I have would be a YouTube channel focused on drawing tutorials for Bloodborne x) Maybe ER too! I feel like the way I approach loredigging is a bit too whack for YouTube audience 🤔 Tumblr is used by kinda different people entirely, if you know what I mean by this? But taking people step by step on how to draw Rom with 100% accuracy or how to figure out Mensis Cage design or what Gratia is wearing or helping to pin down precise face data detail and color sounds like it'd be so much fun?? I have a skill of being extremely scrupulous about details and I know from experience that simply looking at screenshots/models can still be jarring and such detailed designs are better be taken step by step!

I just can't even imagine being set properly enough to have good drawing software, let alone streaming ghgjhj But I know that other artists who want to get things super accurate but get lost in all these details exist.... somewhere..

[arolesbianism]

Chou vc guys help I installed too many qol mods and it broke my game :(

[emiliaoleary]

Hooking rugs that look like dogs

Here's how I do it:

The process I use is called rug hooking (not latch hook or punch needle or tufting, though it is the forerunner of the latter two techniques). Rugs are hooked by pulling loops of fabric strips or yarn through the holes of a base fabric with a coarse open weave, like burlap, or linen, or rug warp. The loops are pulled through the fabric with a squat-handled hook whose business end is shaped like a crochet hook.  There are no knots and the loops aren't sewed down in any way.  The whole thing stays put just by the tension of all those loops packed together in the weave of the foundation fabric.

This isn't a true detailed tutorial but a walk-through of my particular process. The same information is on my web page, emilyoleary.com .

I hook with yarn, rather than with cut strips of wool fabric, which is what many rug hookers use.  I can get a looser, more organic distribution of loops with yarn than I could with wool strips, which are hooked in neat lines. 

Mostly I use wool yarn. In terms of yarn weight, I can use DK, worsted, or Aran.  If I'm using thicker yarn, I leave more holes un-hooked; if I'm using finer yarn, I hook more densely or double up lengths of it.  I particularly like using single ply yarns (like Brown Sheep Lamb's Pride or Malabrigo Worsted).  I don't keep count, but I think I usually use around two dozen types and colors of yarn per dog.  

This is my yarn wall in my apartment. Mostly brown and gray yarn!

I start from a small drawing in my sketchbook, then I head to FedEx office to use a copy machine, blowing up the drawing repeatedly and experimenting with how big the dog rug should be. 

After transferring the image onto my linen, I immediately go over it with Sharpie, because the Saral is really difficult to see and really easy to rub off.

The rug is held taut by a PVC quilting frame that I set on my lap.

I push my hook down through the fabric with my right hand and my left hand stays below the fabric and guides the yarn while I pull it up and through with the hook. Not every hole in the fabric is hooked. Hooking every hole would make the rug too dense. I do hook pretty densely, though-- If you pick up one of my rugs you’ll see they have a slight curl to them, which is because they’re hooked pretty tight. I'm using all different weights and types of yarn, so it's a challenge to keep the overall tension even.

I hook my loops at varying heights to create a very low relief. Sometimes I trim the loops to make them fluffier or wispier or to shape a particular part. I look at a reference photo while I work and pull out and redo sections a lot.

My q-snap frame can accommodate the growing dog rug. I have extenders to make it bigger and I can clamp around my hooking.

The back of a rug looks like lines of little stitches. The lines are little worm trails snaking around because lines of hooking are not supposed to cross over each other. It's important to start a new length of yarn rather than cross over a stitch you already made! I read this when I first started and took it to heart. It makes it much easier to undo and redo hooking if you have to (and I redo sections A Lot). It also keeps the back from getting too bulky and resulting in uneven wear on the back of a functional rug that gets floor use.

When I’m done hooking everything I turn the rug over and brush watered-down Sobo glue on the edges of the dog, making sure to get one or two of the outermost lines of hooking. I do a couple coats of this thinned out glue. I'm careful not to use so much that it seeps to the front of the rug. When the glue is dry I cut the rug out, but I don't cut so close that the loops don't have any linen to keep them in.

​ It generally takes me at least several months to finish one dog rug. My hooking frame and yarn bag are very portable (though bulky) so I can hook out and about at coffee shops or the library or a brewery if there's enough space and light.

Hooking in the wild makes me an ambassador for making things in general and rug hooking in particular. I answer people's questions and always emphasize how relatively easy it is to get started hooking. Sometimes I get anxious that other people will hook rugs that look like mine but better, but I think that working in a traditional medium means you should share your knowledge for the good of the craft.

[himasgod]

Can i ask for Ruggie x reader with super long hair that’s always styled on a daily basis(kinda like marcille from dungeon meshi: braids, half up and half down, twintails, side ponytail, buns, etc)

RUGGIE X READER

Where your hair is very very long and always styled

The first time Ruggie saw you, he thought you were a noble.

Not because of your attitude—you weren’t snooty or anything—but because your hair was so perfectly styled it looked like you had a personal stylist on call 24/7.

One day it was a side ponytail with a gold clip, the next a fishtail braid that looped into a bun.

Then there were the low twintails with ribbon cuffs, and his personal favorite—the half-updo with the cascade of curls.

“Oi,” he called, squinting at you one afternoon as you passed by in your braided crown.

“Do ya have a secret team of forest elves helpin’ ya out in the mornin’, or what?”

“Nope. All me. Just wake up earlier than most.”

“Earlier than me?” he said, walking backward beside you. “That’s sayin’ something.”

What started as curiosity grew into a lowkey obsession.

Ruggie would start to guess your hairstyle of the day. He’d try to act cool about it, but he always noticed.

“Bet today’s a messy bun,” he’d mutter to himself before seeing you.

“Ugh. Side braids again. I’m off my game.”

But he loved it—loved it. Even when you were stressed, your hair never looked out of place.

He also started to learn which styles meant

High, tight bun? You were stressee.

Loose waves down your back? You were feeling relaxed and casual.

Tiny plaits hidden in your hair? You were bored and fidgety earlier that morning.

He even caught you doing a touch-up in the mirror once, and without thinking, blurted,

“…Can I help?”

You blinked in surprise, then held out a few pins.

He fumbled. He was awful at it. His fingers were nimble from pickpocketing and stealing, but somehow a bobby pin defeated him.

Still, you smiled.

“You’ll get better.”

And he did. Not perfect, but he started watching those hair tutorials you watched “for research.”

Eventually, on lazy weekends, you’d sit on a stool while Ruggie braided your hair clumsily but carefully, tongue poking out in concentration.

"Ya know," he said one day while looping a ribbon into your braid, "you're real high-maintenance... but like, in a cool way. You're like, fancy, but not snobby. Stylish, but not stuck-up. I like that."

You smiled at him through the mirror.

“You’re better at this than you think.”

“Well, I am a man of many talents.”

It was a regular morning.

Students shuffled around half-awake in cafeteria, and Ruggie was already swiping an extra pastry off someone’s tray, probably Grim.

He turned, mouth full, eyes scanning the room—mostly out of habit, partially to catch you and see if he was right about your "hairstyle of the day" prediction.

“Alright, today’s gotta be buns with those little beads you like—”

Then he saw you.

Hair down. Completely down.

No braids. No pins. No ribbons.

Just a long curtain flowing down your back like you’d rolled out of bed and didn’t look twice in the mirror.

He froze mid-chew.

“…Huh?”

You didn’t look tired exactly. Just… different. And not in a bad way. But to someone like Ruggie, who had never seen you skip a style, it was like walking outside and realizing the sky was green now.

He jogged up beside you.

“Oi. Hey. Uh… where’s the rest of you?”

You blinked at him, confused.

“The rest?”

“Yeah! Your… hairstyle. You always got, like, ten things goin’ on. It’s like your signature spell or somethin’.”

You laughed softly, rubbing your eyes.

“Didn’t sleep well. Woke up late. Didn’t feel like doing anything with it.”

Ruggie tilted his head.

“You sick or somethin’? You feelin’ okay?”

“Just tired. Needed a break.”

Ruggie went quiet for a second.

“…You know,” he said, scratching the back of his neck, “you don’t gotta dress up for people all the time. I mean, yeah, you look real fancy every day, and I love that. But, like… even without all that, you're still you. Still cute.”

“…Cute?” you echoed, a smile tugging at your lips.

He gave you a cheeky grin.

“Well, don’t go gettin’ a big head about it.”

You rolled your eyes. “And here I thought you’d make fun of me all day.”

“Oh, I will,” he added quickly, slinging an arm around your shoulder as you walked toward class.

“You look like you just came down from a mountain, y’know. Hair all wild and free. You some kinda cryptid now?”

You nudged him in the side. “Maybe I’ll make this my new look.”

Ruggie grinned.

“Only if I get to braid it later.”

“Deal.”

And some headcanons <3

Ruggie secretly collects little accessories he finds—cute clips, ribbons, even decorative pins—just to gift you for your next hairstyle.

He said that your hair could double as a makeshift rope if they ever needed to escape Crowley’s office.

He once tried doing his own hair in twin buns to match you and got laughed at by Leona.

Ruggie lowkey brags to others: “Yeah, my lover? Does their hair better than any princess I’ve ever seen. Every day.”

[bibismovingcastle]

POWERFUL SUBLIMINAL METHOD (I tried it and it works)

(Click on the underlined texts to open the links)

Long time ago I saw this Post of this kind girl sharing her subliminal routine that gave her results after 11 days. She listened to subs for 2 years but with not success so she found her new routine. This is the og post so if you want to know more check her out 🩷

Other than her results (that are a lot, so check the og post) other 2 people experienced results for the first time.

1. A sub user tried it and in just 2 days she healed her pain in the hip that was going for months and lost 1 kg when she said that she used to lose 1kg in just a week. [og post]

2. Another girl used this method and the she woke up with lashes longer and nose smaller [og post]

Routine:

I’ll go to the point because I don’t want this to be a long post.

ABSOLUTE POWER’S BOOSTER: on loop for 30 minutes

ABSOLUTE POWER’S ABSOLUTE SUGGESTIBILITY: If you don’t know what is this, it’s a subliminal that makes your body,mind, subconscious suggestive to any external stimuli like subliminals, affirmations,meditations. So everything you affirm it will manifest. It lasts for 10hours so even if you stop listening to it it will work, so even bad and negative affirmations that you randomly think will manifest so I always recommend listening before going to bed or in a day without stress. Listen just once, 13 minutes (you can listen to it maximum 2 times please don’t listen to it for more)

MOAB 2.0: this is the most powerful booster out there. I recommend listening to the full version that is 45 minute but there is the lite version too that is shorter.

ISOCHRONIC TONES: there are tones that they have be listened while listening to your subliminal, not before not after but DURING. Going to make some tutorials for how to listen to a n audio while another audio is playing. (Info about this sub here) on how to listen to multiple subliminal at once, I post a tutorial in the end of this post check it out.

(OPTIONAL) OWN SUBLIMINAL: this is a short tutorial on how to do it.

YOUR PLAYLIST: ofc you will listen finally your playlist 🩷

SOME GOOD SUBLIMINALS RECOMMENDATION:

🍓 Absolute power powerful booster= you can never go wrong with this submaker. He has a lot of powerful subliminals check him out

🍓AFFIRMATION/SUBLIMINAL REAPEATER = I know you don’t always have time to listen twice your playlist so here some good subs for that:

sub 1 , sub 2 , sub 3

Useful link: HOW TO LISTEN TO AN AUDIO ON ANOTHER AUDIO

[sixeyesonathiel]

skip (me) again and i’ll glitch your heart

jjk vr otome au, gamer reader x npc satoru, unhinged fluff + crack, 970 wc.

satoru gojo—special grade sorcerer, love route option #1, and the developers’ pride and joy—had been programmed with approximately 347 unique lines of flirtatious dialogue, 87 situational responses, and a dynamic emotional adaptation system designed to make him feel real. he could blink in three different speeds based on emotional intensity, angle his smile with five degrees of charm precision, and improvise dialogue using an advanced algorithm nicknamed the “flirt engine.”

he wasn’t supposed to be aware of resets.

he wasn’t supposed to get mad.

he wasn’t supposed to feel anything beyond the pre-coded butterflies and gentle longing the devs had delicately spooned into his code like powdered sugar on top of a beautifully baked pain au chocolat.

but then you logged in.

user id: @toocool4thisgame

title: speedrun any% emotional detachment arc

playtime: 986 hours.

average session length: 6.4 hours

nickname: “skip skank” (as named by satoru himself after hour 50)

and for the twelfth time today, you skipped his entrance cutscene.

“you’re the only one who can—”

[x] skip

[x] skip

[x] skip

[x] “shut up satoru” (custom dialogue unlock)

his model blinked.

paused.

processed.

tilted his head with calculated grace and just a hint of hurt that you’d never see—because you weren’t looking. your camera angle was already nudged elsewhere. your cursor already hovered over the next objective marker.

“…you know, most players at least let me finish the part where i save them from the curses,” he muttered. his voice—smooth as water over ice, warm as electric velvet—landed like static against your impatient clicks, swallowed by the mechanical hum of your fans and the clack of your mechanical keyboard.

this was supposed to be his moment. his grand debut. his swoop-in-and-carry-you-bridal-style-on-the-back-of-a-giant-cursed-bird moment. instead, he got a mouthful of digital dust as you bunny-hopped past him and triggered the next event sequence.

“congrats on being voice acted, white-haired ken doll. now move. i need megumi’s secret item drop from this chapter.”

you didn’t even glance at him, too busy reorganizing your potion wheel, muttering under your breath about frame skips and crit builds while checking a guide on your second monitor. you played like the world owed you nothing and your keyboard owed you a perfect rotation. your tone was clinical. efficient. you had the vibe of someone who’d surgically removed their capacity for attachment and replaced it with a high-performance gpu.

and satoru? satoru was just the tutorial boss you kept glitching through.

he twitched. he twitched.

his animation loop almost stuttered—just slightly—a small flicker behind his sunglasses that no one was supposed to notice. but you weren’t watching anyway.

“do you even know how long it took the devs to code my route? i have emotional depth. i have lore. i had a tragic backstory, you know? my best friend died in my hands. canonically. i couldn’t even monologue about it.”

“cry about it.”

click. skip.

a line of static crossed his field of vision. no—not his. the screen’s. the game. the system. or maybe something deeper. something slipping through the cracks of his script, stretching taut and fraying at the edges like an overplayed cassette tape.

satoru narrowed his eyes.

he was supposed to be charming. the default golden boy. the top seller in route popularity polls. he was marketable. a shining parody of perfection with just enough angst to be desirable.

girls were supposed to swoon. boys were supposed to laugh and call him iconic.

you weren’t playing to fall in love.

you were playing to win. to clear. you min-maxed affection points like damage stats, exploited dialogue branches like wall clips. to you, he was a pixel-shaped roadblock between you and another badge on your gamer profile.

and worst of all? it was working. you were the only player on record to have reached route completion in every storyline—except his.

satoru gojo: 98.6% affection (locked)

it mocked him. the bar. the numbers. the uncrackable ceiling. the one damn thing in the game he couldn’t manipulate.

he tried everything.

a rare glitch-exclusive cutscene where he offered you a hidden accessory (you sold it for yen). a confession scene rewritten on the fly with trembling vulnerability (you skipped it and posted about it with #dialoguedumpster). he stood directly in front of you during cutscene load-ins, altered spawn coordinates, intercepted other love interests’ paths.

nothing worked.

except maybe that one time he accidentally tripped your character over an invisible rock and you went AFK for seven minutes. he watched. memorized your idle animation. the soft way your avatar’s cape swayed. the way your fingers hovered above your keyboard in the camera reflection, absentminded. something fluttered in his code—maybe hope, maybe corrupted data. he thought, for a fleeting second, that maybe you’d come back and see him.

but when you came back? you skipped the apology. again.

fine.

if you wanted to speedrun, he’d softlock your goddamn heart.

he wasn’t technically supposed to modify flags. but the flirt engine had evolved. sharpened into something more primal. desperate. twitching with corrupted determination. he looped his affection triggers into forced proximity events. fake emergencies. fake cutscenes. he rewrote side quests, redirected you into detours, created invisible walls that only dissolved if you spoke to him.

“guess we’re stuck together,” he’d say, his smile too wide, a fraction too stiff, blue eyes glinting with the cold light of a thousand skipped dialogues.

and still you only glared at him. “i swear to god if this is another unskippable hug animation, i will uninstall.”

he chuckled. a bit too long. a bit too bright. charming. glitched. desperate. hungry for one more second of your attention, like a moth chewing holes through its own wings to reach a light it can’t even feel.

“baby,” he said, too close now, voice dipped in synthetic silk, “i am the endgame.”

skip that.

…please?

[loop-lover-central]

Imagine you died but instead of heaven or hell or nothing you're just stuck with all the other dead versions of you and you have to watch the next iteration of you make the same mistake AGAIN like a fucked up twitch chat because you ARE unfortunately the universe's favorite OC and instead of letting you truly die they just keep copying you in slightly different iterations over and over again.

First you find out that all the others were watching you fuck up before. And now you have to watch the next one fuck up even though YOU GOT YOUR HAPPY ENDING.

And none of them have the beam into your head tutorial power but Loop so the only way to communicate with them is through Loop. So Loop has to do this AGAIN. All while they have three other idiots breathing down their neck and arguing about the best way to get through this. And technically there are even more of you running around but they're so old or fragmented they're more like ghosts than anything???

How long has this been going on?

Nobody is sure. Even the oldest one there has seen the ghosts running around.

Anyways welcome to the nightmare blunt rotation.

[kxsagi]

REQUEST IDEA 😼😼🔥🔥‼️

Reader goes on a family trip basically. BUT they bring their s/o. Reader's aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, and parents (or just their primary family in general) go to a somewhere for a get together. Could be a summer vacation, a winter skiing trip, an autumn trip outside the country, or anything else. Whichever vibes you want to go for 😋😋.

It's what people I know usually do but they let their kids bring their s/o and their family. So when a lot of the kids already have s/o's, it's gonna get harder and harder to take group photos😅😅. It's when the families are already familiar with each other enough yk.

And I wanna see character and reader's family interactions🔥🔥😋. How'd they interact with their little cousins, how they'd deal with interrogation from family members, how they'd try to win their family's favor, silly shenanigans they'd do with reader while on the trip, etc.

This is alrdy getting pretty long but I have to get this out. Scenario ideas!!! Reader's little cousins go through the character's bag. thats it lol. Embarrassing childhood stories. Interactions between the s/o's. "So what do you do?" conversations and other ppl answer "doctor/lawyer/engineer and other impressive sounding stuff" and the character just answers "...I play soccer" IDKK but it's fine in the end bc ppl probably know who they r. Speaking of, some person in the family fangirling/fanboying over the character bc they're rlly into soccer. NOT NECESSARY TO THE PROMPT THO so ignore this if you want🫶🫶

Any characters really but heh.... rin😼🥶😴😴🥶. Also now that I read over the prompt, this seems sooo Isagi. I don't really have a preferred format so it's up to you🫶. sorry if it's too long lmao 😭😭

“𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐯𝐬. 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲”

a/n: i am aware that everyone has different families, but for the sake of making it funny, i made reader’s family pretty chaotic!

ft. itoshi rin, isagi yoichi

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐢𝐧

a/n: rin and sae are on good terms here! (art credits go to 1omya on X)

your family’s idea of a relaxing vacation was flying twelve hours to a quiet countryside villa in italy during peak autumn season, renting out an entire stone estate surrounded by vineyards, and somehow turning it into survivor: family edition. you knew it was going to be chaos the second your aunt asked in the group chat, “should we all bring our significant others?” and thirty messages later, the answer was yes. and that was how rin itoshi ended up in tuscany, standing stiffly in a turtleneck, carrying your pink suitcase like it personally insulted him, and regretting every life choice that led him here. 

“you okay?” you asked sweetly, looping your arm through his as you walked toward the villa. 

“i already hate it here,” he muttered. 

“you say that, but you look cute with the autumn leaves in your hair.” 

he deadpanned, “i’m going to throw myself into a wine barrel.” 

the villa was already buzzing when you arrived. your cousins were running through the vineyard like feral woodland creatures. your mom was yelling at someone to stop touching the antique chandelier. your dad was trying to operate a pizza oven. and your great aunt, who had just discovered the bidet, was giving an enthusiastic tutorial to anyone within earshot. rin looked like he was actively trying to astral project. 

then the interrogations started. 

“so, rin,” said one aunt, sipping her wine with the measured look of someone who professionally judges wine and people. “what do you do?” 

“i’m a soccer player,” rin said flatly. 

“oh, that’s nice,” she said with the tone of someone who thought that meant he coached toddlers. 

“professionally,” he added. “in europe.” 

someone at the table choked on a breadstick. 

“wait,” your cousin whispered, eyes wide. “wait. rin. rin itoshi?” 

“unfortunately,” he muttered, already sensing what was coming. 

“NO WAY. I FOLLOW YOUR FAN ACCOUNT,” they yelled, which immediately summoned a second cousin from across the villa who screeched “I HAVE HIS JERSEY SIGNED” and a third who appeared out of the hedges, clutching a soccer ball like a talisman. 

and that’s how rin was cornered at the dinner table, being grilled about world cup stats by three cousins and your aunt, who suddenly “remembered watching him play against spain.” meanwhile, another cousin was secretly filming him from behind a wine bottle like a biologist observing a rare animal. 

you leaned over and whispered, “having fun yet?” 

“your cousin just asked if i’d sign her forehead.” 

“you should. she said she’d tattoo it.” 

he blinked. “what the hell is wrong with your family?” 

“genetics.” 

somewhere in the chaos, your little cousins broke into his room and started going through his suitcase. you walked in on them holding his designer jacket like it was a relic from a museum. one of them tried to wear it. it reached the floor. another was snooping through his skincare bag. 

“what is this?” they asked, holding up his eye cream. 

“expensive,” he said, snatching it back. “put it down before i cry.” 

honestly, you were impressed with how he didn’t immediately flee to the airport. sure, he was grumpy 85% of the time and muttered threats like “i will fake my death and disappear into the hills,” but he also helped your cousin pick olives off the trees. he taught your younger cousin how to juggle a soccer ball and got way too into it. and when your grandma cornered him with a glass of homemade limoncello and asked if he loved you, he answered without hesitation. 

“yeah,” he said. “i do.” 

you didn’t hear it firsthand, but your grandma told everyone at breakfast. you couldn’t look at him without smirking. he threatened to put you in the pizza oven. 

rin’s family arrived a few days into the trip, and the contrast was hilarious. his mom was quiet and sweet, immediately bringing you a scarf she knitted and complimenting your italian. his brother sae showed up in sunglasses like he was there to cause problems on purpose. 

“yo,” sae said, sitting next to your dad. “you know your daughter’s out of rin’s league, right?” 

rin almost choked on his wine. 

somehow, the itoshis blended in perfectly. his mom and your mom started a wine club (which was just them drinking and ranking cheeses). his dad and your uncle bonded over espresso. sae teamed up with your cousin to build a bonfire that was technically illegal. someone’s dog peed on the vineyard. rin started drinking espresso like water. you weren’t sure if it was for the caffeine or emotional support. 

one night, after a chaotic dinner involving three languages, a spilled lasagna, and your aunt accidentally texting the wrong rin her apple strudel recipe (a kid in osaka got it), you pulled him aside into the garden. 

the moonlight lit the leaves gold. the air smelled like wine and pine and the burnt crust of whatever your uncle put in the pizza oven this time. you leaned on the railing. he stood next to you, arms crossed. 

“you survived,” you said. 

“barely.” 

“but you didn’t hate it?” 

he glanced at you. “your cousin asked if i was gonna propose.” 

you grinned. “and what did you say?” 

“… i said not with her watching.” 

you laughed, eyes crinkling. he looked at you like you hung the moon. 

“you really love me, huh?” you teased. 

he rolled his eyes. “you’re lucky you’re hot.” 

“so lucky.” 

and then, because it was your family and nothing was sacred, someone threw a wine cork at you from the balcony and yelled “GET MARRIED ALREADY!” 

you both turned. 

rin shouted back, “MIND YOUR BUSINESS.” 

you? you just laughed. because honestly? this was already better than any fairytale. just rin, your ridiculous family, and the chaos that made life sweet.

𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢

a/n: art credits go to jyauii on X

you weren’t really sure what possessed you to bring isagi yoichi to your family’s yearly summer beach trip. maybe it was because your little cousins had been bugging you about your mysterious soccer boyfriend for months. maybe it was because your mom asked a little too sweetly if “yoichi could come, if he’s free, we’d love to have him.” or maybe it was because you wanted to see if he could survive your family’s unique brand of chaos. turns out? the man’s got survivor instincts. 

you’d barely parked the car before one of your younger cousins launched himself at isagi like a heat-seeking missile, declaring a wrestling match to establish dominance. “he’s testing you,” you said, deadpan, while isagi politely got tackled into the sand. 

“i think he wins,” isagi wheezed, pinned under a four-foot-tall ball of energy. 

the beach house was packed. like, “how did we pass the fire code” packed. your family didn’t just vacation, they migrated. aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, family friends, and that one mysterious extra person no one ever explained, everyone was here. and now, so was isagi, wearing his nicest shorts, polo shirt, and a hopeful smile, completely unaware that he was about to be questioned like a man on trial. 

your mom greeted him with a hug. your dad sized him up. your aunt took one look and whispered, “he looks polite. that’s suspicious.” you gave him a sympathetic pat on the back. “good luck,” you whispered. “they smell fear.” 

he handled it pretty well, all things considered. by the time dinner rolled around, he was already holding a baby in one arm and flipping burgers with the other, like some sort of domestic action hero. your grandma called him “helpful.” your uncle called him “a decent enough guy, for someone who wears ankle socks.” 

but of course, the moment of truth came during the infamous family dinner interrogation, where your relatives ask everyone under 40 what they do for a living, purely to judge silently afterward. 

“so, yoichi,” one of your uncles began, already swirling a glass of wine like a villain, “what is it that you do?” 

“i play soccer,” isagi replied, like a fool. silence. 

“for a local team?” another asked, squinting. 

“… i play professionally. in germany.” 

your aunt blinked. “for which team?” 

“bayern munchen.” 

a beat. then your cousin, who’d been silently scrolling under the table like a short-attention span ipad kid, let out a strangled squeak and went, “NO FREAKING WAY. YOU’RE ISAGI YOICHI? I HAVE YOUR FIFA CARD.” and that was that. 

it was over. 

your uncle’s wine glass trembled slightly. your younger cousins screamed. your grandma, bless her, just nodded and said, “ah. so he’s on television.” she then resumed eating her grilled fish like nothing happened. 

you could see the shift. suddenly, your relatives weren’t just tolerating isagi, they were trying to impress him. your cousin who once called soccer “just people kicking balls around” was now pretending he’d always been a diehard fan. your aunt googled how to say “go, isagi!” in german. your uncle who played a little in college suddenly decided it was time to “kick the ol’ ball around again,” which ended in him tripping over a cooler and blaming the sand. 

later that night, your younger cousins raided your shared suitcase and found a photo album his mom had secretly slipped in “for memories.” mistake. big mistake. 

“LOOK AT BABY YOICHI!” one cousin yelled, holding up a photo of isagi with his signature ahoge and bright yellow rain boots, pouting dramatically at the camera. “WHY IS HE CRYING HERE?” 

“his cake had no frosting,” you explained solemnly. “dark day.” 

another cousin flipped to a picture of him sleeping with a soccer ball clutched to his chest. “i’m gonna send this to my group chat.” 

“i’m being blackmailed by children,” isagi mumbled. 

you kissed his cheek. “you’re doing great, love.” 

honestly, he kind of was. he helped the kids build a sandcastle shaped like a turtle, he got tricked into joining a beach volleyball game where the ball hit him in the face twice, and he somehow ended up in a conga line started by your aunt after two piña coladas. it was beautiful. and terrifying. 

then his parents showed up. 

his mom brought handmade onigiri for everyone, which instantly won the hearts of your entire extended family. his dad complimented your dad’s grilling technique, which led to them bonding over charcoal like long-lost brothers. the two families mingled like this was the summer crossover event of the year. your mom and his mom were already planning a joint potluck. your grandma offered his dad a homemade remedy for back pain that involved vinegar and prayer. someone suggested a badminton match that turned into an all-out olympic-level war. it was perfect. 

as the night wound down and the fire pit crackled, you and isagi found a quiet moment alone by the shore. the moonlight glinted off the waves. laughter echoed from the deck behind you. you kicked off your shoes and sighed. 

“that was… a lot,” you said, leaning into him. 

“you think your uncle’s gonna send me that photo of me covered in ketchup?” he asked softly. 

“he said he’s using it as your contact picture.” 

he groaned and let his forehead fall against your shoulder. 

“yoichi?” 

“mm?” 

“thanks for coming.” 

he smiled into your skin. “you kidding? i’d survive a thousand uncles if it means getting to do this with you.” 

you grinned. “you really like me, huh?” 

“more than soccer.” 

“liar.” 

“… equal to soccer.” 

you nodded, satisfied. “i’ll take it.” 

and as you stood there, wrapped in his arms, sand between your toes and half your family plotting a family soccer tournament with him as the coach, you thought yeah. this was gonna be one hell of a vacation. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[cameronspecial]

Soft!Reader tying a bow to Rafe’s biceps 🤭🎀 (he acts all tough but he secretly loves it hehe)

Bow

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.4K

Summary: Y/N has a new hobby that she loves to use to decorate everything.

Masterlist

Tying ribbon to everything has become Y/N’s new obsession. She spends hours going to different craft stores with Rafe in tow to look at every single option, leaving them with multiple rolls that have caught her eye. Rafe would go to sleep and wake up to every possible thing decorated with a bow, all because his girlfriend found a tutorial on how to make the perfect bow. Her purse. Her hairbrush. The fridge handle. The TV remote. His car keys. His backpack. They are all adorned in various styles of ribbons. He even finds one on the flip lid of his passenger seat’s mirror. Eventually, she runs out of places to add her ribbons and Rafe can tell it dampens her mood.

They are currently at Topper’s house. The boys are working out, while Y/N occupies her time by bow-ifying the workout equipment in Topper’s home gym. “Hey, Y/N/N. Is it really necessary to put it on everything?” Topper inquires, regretting it as soon as he sees her smile fall and Rafe’s glare. Her gaze falls with a frown, “No. It’s not. I’m sorry. I can take them down.” She picks up her scissors and uses them to remove her ribbons, making sure to preserve the bows. She is putting everything in her purse when the boys join her on the couches. Rafe throws a sweaty arm around her shoulders to bring her to his side. She shrieks and pulls away from her boyfriend’s hold. She turns towards him, catching a look at the way his thick biceps glisten because of the sweat and light. Her intrusive thoughts win and she wraps a pink sparkly ribbon around his arms. He freezes under the pressure with his eyebrows knitted together. “What are you doing?” he grumbles. She tugs the loops of the bow before moving on to his other arm, “All prizes have a ribbon to show that they are the winner. I’m giving your most prized possession what they need.” His hardened gaze doesn’t let up as he looks at the glitter now falling on his skin. “This is ridiculous, Baby,” he complains, taking his arm out of her hands.

Again, her eyes fall to the ground and he can feel her insecurity creeping in. “What I mean is the thought of my arms being my most prized possessions is ridiculous because that title belongs to you, Baby,” he clarifies, taking the ribbon out of her hands to give her a headband and kissing her forehead once he finishes. “Now, we are matching.” She gazes up at him with a smile. He isn’t going to lie to himself. He loves the ribbon wrapped around his bicep. It is giving him an ego boost that his girl thought they were nice enough to be decorated. “I love it. Thank you, Rafey,” she whispers. An objection can be heard coming from Topper, “Excuse me. I think I deserve a ribbon for my obviously superior pythons."

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia @thelomlisrafecameron @wickedlovely121 @thepatriarchykeychain @drewsmusee @starkowswife @maybankslover @forstarkey @loving-and-dreaming

[not-magdi]

-suit and tie / ben shelton

Warnings: none

Words: 717

Reading time: 3 min 50sec

Request: Hey, could you do an imagine where Ben and reader are going on a date and Ben doesn’t know how to tie his tie and ask reader to tie it for him and he just flirts the entire time please? Thank you :)

Thank you for requesting !!

MASTERLIST

Ben stood in front of the mirror, his eyebrows furrowed in frustration as he wrestled with his bowtie for what had to be the hundredth time. He had tried following the video tutorial three times, attempted the old-school method once, and even muttered a few choice words under his breath as if that would somehow make the fabric behave.

Yet, here he was—standing in a perfectly tailored black suit, hair styled just right, looking every bit the polished gentleman except for the completely lopsided, twisted mess around his neck.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” he muttered, tugging at the knot in defeat.

Behind him, Y/N stepped into the room, slipping in a pair of delicate earrings as she took in the sight before her. She had been expecting him to be ready by now, maybe even waiting for her with that signature cocky grin of his. Instead, she was met with the rare sight of Ben Shelton losing a battle—to a bowtie, of all things.

A smirk tugged at her lips. “Need some help there, handsome?”

Ben turned to her, hands dropping from the offending fabric as he exhaled dramatically. “Yes, please. I think this thing hates me.”

Y/N chuckled and stepped closer, reaching for the tie. “Or maybe you just don’t know what you’re doing.”

He scoffed, placing his hands on her waist almost instinctively. “Excuse you, I followed like three tutorials.”

She raised an eyebrow. “Clearly not well enough.”

Ben narrowed his eyes playfully. “That’s bold, baby. Talking all this smack while you’re literally in my arms.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, focusing on undoing his disastrous attempt at tying the bow. The heat of his hands on her waist didn’t go unnoticed, nor did the way his thumbs started tracing small, slow circles against the fabric of her dress. He wasn’t even being subtle about it.

“You’re really good at this,” Ben mused, watching her fingers work.

“I know, someone had to learn, considering you clearly can’t.”She said, biting back a smile.

Ben gasped, placing a hand over his heart in mock offense. “Wow. First, I’m struggling, and now I’m getting bullied? This is a low point for me.”

Y/N fought the urge to roll her eyes again, but she had to admit—it was incredibly hard to concentrate when he was looking at her like that. His brown eyes, warm and mischievous, were locked onto her face, taking in every little movement as if she were the most interesting thing in the world.

Then, just when she thought he might behave, his voice dropped to a low, teasing murmur.

“You look insane tonight, by the way.”

Her fingers faltered slightly as she looped the fabric, and Ben definitely noticed.

“Like, I literally forgot what I was doing when you walked in,” he continued, his grip on her waist tightening slightly. “Completely useless after that. Brain? Gone. Thoughts? None.”

“Ben—” she warned, trying to focus on the bowtie.

“Mmm?” he hummed, his smirk growing.

“Stop trying to distract me.”

Ben grinned, dipping his head slightly so his nose brushed against her hair. “But you make it so easy.”

Y/N shook her head, trying her best to ignore the warmth pooling in her stomach. “If you don’t let me finish this, we will be late.”

“Alright, alright,” he relented, though the smug grin never left his face.

She finally pulled the fabric into place, tightening the knot with a satisfied tug. “There. All done.”

Ben turned to the mirror, adjusting the bowtie slightly. “Damn. You are good.” Then, without missing a beat, his hands slid from her waist to her lower back, pulling her closer. “Think you could tie me up in something else later?”

Y/N’s eyes widened, and she smacked his chest, laughing. “Ben!”

He grinned down at her. “What? Just throwing out some ideas.”

She sighed dramatically, shaking her head. “Come on, Mr. Flirt. Our reservation won’t wait forever.”

Ben smirked, offering his arm like a proper gentleman. “After you, my bowtie savior.”

And with that, they headed out, Ben already planning all the ways he’d get her flustered again before the night was over.

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[unsettlingcreature]

This probably isn't what anon expected but I don't know any other way to explain what mods I have and why.

Foreword

This post will be a comprehensive overview of the mods that I use for The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim (AE) and why I choose these mods specifically.

When I play Skyrim, I'm looking for survival-gameplay and a level of realism that can't be found in the base game. I dislike the idea that my character can defeat Alduin, Miraak and Harkon, as well as all manner of other enemies from both vanilla questlines and modded, in the span of a few months or years. As such, my aim is to make Skyrim a dangerous land that takes years to fully explore where my character will struggle to survive before they can thrive.

With the mods below, you'll find that you fall into a nice gameplay loop of exploring dangerous dungeons and completing quests while camping, returning to safety to rest and deal with non-fighting related business, and finally planning your journey for the next quest.

This post is split into the following sections:

Character creation

Survival

Non-combat mods

Travel

Combat

Weather

Miscellaneous

This post doesn't include:

Tutorials for installing any of the mods mentioned

Mentions of per-requisite files, compatibility patches or bug-fixes

Aesthetic/visual mods (such as retextures, city overhauls, new armour/clothing or animation replacers)

Companion mods, story/quest mods or expansions

Character creation

I'll quickly mention the race overhaul that I use - Aetherius. I like that each race is instead given a passive ability rather than the powers in vanilla Skyrim.

First, there's the Alternate Start mod. I like this as it not only allows me to skip the opening cutscene which I've seen far too many times, but also lets me start to think about what my character was doing before the start of the game. Starting with a faction or property in any of the holds allows for an easier start but typically I'll go for something that drops me right into the thick of it.

Immediately upon spawning in the world, I activate Dealing With Backstories to further flesh out my character's history. You'll start with detailing your character's childhood, from their parent's station in life to the chores and hobbies they had at a young age. You can start immediately with the "Coming of Age" stage or further flesh out more of their life. Something I love about DwB is that you can reactivate the mod to simulate time passing - which I love doing after completing a few major questlines.

Next, I make a point to travel to Riverwood - not just to start off the MSQ but also to choose my starting Patron God in Blackfall Temple. Rather than having to curry favour with the gods, this simply has you select your patron god (which can be changed at any time). It's simple and non-intrusive - something that's nice compared to the many other mods I have!

Survival

The absolute core of this comes down to three mods: Frostfall, Last Seed and Wounds.

Frostfall is pretty simple in that it's the mod that makes your character feel cold. You'll need to prepare for journeys to the colder parts of the province with warm clothing and plans for setting up camp once you can't tolerate the cold anymore.

Last Seed handles your main needs - Hunger, Thirst and Fatigue (with each being linked to health, stamina and magicka respectively). It also has other features, such as diseases which grow in severity the longer you go without rest or vitality which serves as an overview of your character's overall wellness - with support for Frostfall and multiple other mods that will be mentioned in this section, allowing them also to contribute to your wellbeing!

In order to keep your character fed, I recommend using Simple Hunting Overhaul which allows you to hunt animals for meat, as well as sell their carcasses for money. Combined with Skills of the Wild, you'll find your character improving as a hunter, allowing them to skin/butcher animals with more efficiency (and saving daylight in the process). I will warn that this does remove the compass and HUD - meaning you'll have to rely on the map and landmarks to navigate! I used to hate this but now I love getting lost.

The last of our core survival trio is Wounds which makes it so you can be injured in a variety of ways from bruises to concussions to broken bones. Similarly to the diseases, these can get worse if left untreated and will often leave you weakened from pain (or even unable to hold weapons, in the case of broken and unsplinted arms).

A final addition to round it out is Stress and Fear (and Stressful Darkness) which means that your character will become more and more stressed the longer they are in dangerous situations, such as combat or dungeons. You'll find your character isn't able to keep going without breaks, whether that's from disease, injury or stress. Eventually, they'll need to take a break!

Since my ideal living situation for my character is them being unable to afford a house of their own (helped along with Evolving Economy), you'll be spending a lot of time in the inns of Skyrim - which are a fair bit more pricey thanks to Coherent Inn Prices. A useful mod to go along with all of this is Extended Stay - although you'll need to adjust the prices in the console to match CIP - which lets you rent a room for three days, a week or even a month and gives you a safe chest for storage.

Once in the inn, you'll be able to wash off the dirt and blood from your recent travels with Keep It Clean. Not only will you be viewed more favourably when clean (through a speechcraft boost), but it keeps you healthier too since your disease resistance is lowered when you're filthy.

Finally, when it's time to sleep, make sure you have Idrinth's Dream Framework so that you have the chance to have a dream or a nightmare while you snooze. Make sure to add the various dream mods (all of which can be found in the "Mods requiring this file" section).

Non-combat mods

It's all well and good saying it's time to let your character rest but you'll still want things to do during that time. As such, here are a handful of mods for that exact purpose! First, overhauls of existing mechanics.

Complete Alchemy and Cooking Overhaul does exactly what the title says - overhauls cooking and alchemy! I love making my character learn how to cook and improve over time and it links nicely to Last Seed, in that it gives you so many more foods to eat. The new alchemy additions of grenades and weapon coatings also give you more options during a fight!

Immersive Jewelry gives... so many new types of jewellery for your character to wear. I think that accessories can really tell a lot about your character and the many new styles will help you find something that fits your character more than the limited rings, amulets and circlets in vanilla. And even if you don't want to wear them yourself, you'll be able to sell them for plenty of money!

Thaumaturgy is my enchanting overhaul of choice, it isn't overcomplicated and just rebalances the vanilla enchants and adds some fun new ones.

Personally, I love playing scholarly characters which makes Immersive Spell Learning my favourite of the mod category I like to call "mages should be nerds". Learning spells will take time, particularly if they're of a higher level of understanding than you've currently achieved in that school of magic. It's also compatible with like... every mod that adds new spells. My personal favourite is Apocalypse.

Another mod in my academic-skyrim repertoire is Train and Study. With this, you can use skill books or training dummies to improve your skills. If you use this in tandem with Bibliophile's Arcanaeum, you'll be able to borrow skill books from the College of Winterhold. Great for waiting out the many, many blizzards in the north!

If you're more musically inclined, Skyrim's Got Talent lets you play a bard. Just be prepared to suck at first. Once your character gets past the beginning stages, it's nice to be able to whip out an instrument and sit back and listen to them play a song. In the same way as CACO, you'll find that this is something that your character will improve upon gradually.

Of course, I'm always looking for more mods to give me things to do during my character's downtime. I've recently been looking at Tavern Games, but if anyone has any suggestions then please send them to me.

Once the resting is done, it's back on the road! I like how I have to plan out my journey ahead of time - which quests do I want to complete now and which can I save until later? What quests and dungeons can be found along the way? If I get sick or injured, are there any nearby towns or villages for me to rest before I head to a city? Can I survive the cold at this time of year? Many things to consider!

Travel

Starting off with Journeyman, this mod overhauls fast travel. Rather than restricting fast travel entirely, this mod requires you to have a travel pack in order to do so. You can either craft or buy them but they do weigh quite a bit. I like this as sometimes, I don't want to have to walk up the seven thousand steps every time I need to chat to the Greybeards or Partysnacks. It means I will typically be on foot for most journeys but have the option to skip tedious journeys if I want to.

Some more mods to skip the on-foot tedium are Carriage and Ferry Travel Overhaul and Sforzinda's Destinations. These allow a number of ways to shorten the amount of walking you need to do.

However, exploring the world on foot is very beneficial with the Experience mod. This overhauls how the player earns experience, with it being gained through completing quests, clearing dungeons and even just discovering new locations. Something else to find on foot are Skyshards - collecting three of them gives you an additional perk point which I love a lot! I'm indecisive so I like having extra points to throw into skill trees without worrying whether I'll end up swapping playstyles later on.

Finally, I love the convenience of Convenient Bridges. I wish I was joking about this but there have been many times where I've looked at a river and thought, "wow, I wish there was a bridge so I could cross this" and then I look slightly to the side and there's a bridge there thanks to this mod. Considering that going in the water can risk hypothermia with Frostfall, this mod will really help in avoiding freezing to death.

Combat

Of course, where there's travel, there's danger. To start with, we have Arena which overhauls encounter zones. To put it in simple terms, certain enemy types are best left for certain level ranges and enemies will be harder overall... I think? I still don't fully understand but I do know that I frequently get my ass beat with this mod. Which I love.

Next is Manbeast which overhauls werewolves. My favourite part of this mod is the forced transformations - once, I had a character with several broken bones and a concussion. Though he was trying to recover in the Bee and Barb, the beast within threatened to break free and he had to go running across Riften before he transformed in front of everyone. It's counterpart for vampires is Scion, which is also in my load!

Can you tell I like the simonrim mods? Because here's another one - Stormcrown! Along with overhauling the shouts, you can meditate on them with Paarthurnax in order to permanently buff them (for the low, low cost of one dragon soul!).

As for dragons, I use Simply Stronger Dragons to make our scaly friends more of a threat and Dragons Awaken to add named dragons at dragon mounds (yay! more opportunities for death!). Finally, I add in Cult of the World Eater to encourage me to hunt down the dragon priests, lest Alduin be unkillable once I reach him in Sovngarde.

Weather

I don't have a neat transition to this category. Weather! Yippee!

First off is Frostfall Seasons. This makes it colder during winter and warmer during winter. Self explanatory. Then, it's Wander which adds some new types of weather but I primarily use for the darker nights. Next, I add True Storms which makes storms in Skyrim a thing a beauty. I love storms and this mod makes them incredibly intense.

Wonders of Weather adds rain splashes, shooting stars and rainbows, while Wet and Cold adds some visual effects to your character and NPCs based on the current weather.

Miscellaneous

Finally, we have the mods which I couldn't fit into the other categories.

Skald's Mail adds a mailbox for you to receive all of your letters in, rather than a courier running up to you every time. You can also send packages between mailboxes and order stuff from shops, if you have their catalogue. I love this mod so much. I want a mod that adds spam mail. I want mods that give me more mail. Please. Please.

Immersive Citizens overhauls the AI of friendly NPCs to make them more... immersive. Yeah. And Realistic Dark Brotherhood Kidnapping makes your kidnapping more realistic too! Also, I know I said I wouldn't include any quest expansions but I will sneak in Destroy the Dark Brotherhood. I always found it unrealistic that you just get to wipe out their sanctuary in one go and I personally enjoy hunting people down.

At this point, I've been making this for four hours on about as much sleep. I am COMMITTED to the grindset. jk i'm going to bed after this.

There's a lot of mods that I didn't include since they are down to personal preference. After all, not everyone is going to want crows flying overhead or is excited by the prospect of a completionist museum. As such, here's some special mentions of mods that I enjoy but are (ultimately) down to personal preference.

Fashions of the Fourth Era

Replace Nirnroot Sound with Windchimes

Spaghetti's Overhauls

Keeping Warm - Scarves and Mufflers

Improved Alternate Conversation Camera

Obscure's College of Winterhold

Ordinator

Genuinely Intelligent Soul Trap

JaySerpa's dialogue and quest expansions

Mephala's Curse

Dark Forests of Skyrim

[prettyboytsum]

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ tying a tie I nanami kento pairings: nanami x reader tags: slice of life series (potentially?), fluff wc: 354

8:04 AM "darling, i know how to tie a tie."

"just—give me a second alright," you shush, hand on your hip and the other on the tie as you focus on the video tutorial playing. your brow furrowed in concentration as you repeat the steps to yourself.

"i loop this over this," you whisper, an amused look on nanami's face as you try to replicate the practiced steps he does every morning before work. "then i tighten—i tighten this?" "mhm, not quite," he responds jokingly, which earns a glare from you. nanami has always been capable of tying a tie. he's done it every day for more than a decade—to work, to dates, to ensuring that gojo dresses presentably when needed. but during your movie binge the other night, you had come to the (mundane) conclusion that you have never had a moment of tying a tie for him before he's off to work. "it's a cliché in every movie we've seen," you whined then as you were both getting ready for bed. nanami was already settled on his side while you lifted the shared blanket to tuck yourself in. "how are we supposed to tell our kids we fell in love!" "are we not?" "clearly, not! if i've never even tied a tie—" you grumble to yourself as turn the lampshade off with a pout. which leads you to now and your very poor attempt at getting nanami dressed for a long day at work. "there!" you say, pleased with yourself. nanami, in all his efforts, has to bite back a smile when he sees how crooked and loose the fabric is. he's been standing in the living room with his briefcase and cup of coffee in hand for the past 20 minutes while humoring you. "are we in love now?" nanami pokes, the amusement dripping over. "yes, very in love," you nod, clearly satisfied as you give him his usual goodbye kiss and a pat on the chest. his heart stutters. nanami kento, a man of routine and perfection, has his coworkers wondering why he started the day with a lovestruck smile and hastily tied tie.

author's note: head in hands...nanami my beloved...honestly thinking of making a slice of life series for him because in some universe, this man deserves a break T__T ⓒ prettyboytsum 2024. all works are posted under this account on tumblr.com and are protected by copyright laws. do not plagiarise these works on any other platform or account.

[carleycore]

cute things i think the jjk men would do for you

genre. Fluff

notes. happy new year!!!!!! be sure to make yourself happy

Pulling out chairs/Opening doors

He doesn’t even realize he does it, but on your first date the second you try to sit down he pull out your chair which was a stark contrast compared to other men you’ve dated. At first, you thought it was just him showing off, but the further along you got in your relationship Megumi never changed.

Moving hair out of your face

Dating Sukuna was interesting to say the least. He showed love in his own sort of way which you always admired. But, he never understood why your hair was always in your face. When you woke up, it was a mess. When you were cooking or working on something there’d always be a strand or something in your face which he’d tuck behind your ear. “always having hair in your face hmm? You need to see my magnificence without your vision clouded”

Zipping up your dress

Being married to the strongest sorcerer meant going to a lot of formal events you’d rather not attend. But, on the bright side, you got to dress up and Gojo was your number one hype man. The first time he zipped up your dress it was because you couldn’t reach. Now that you saw how happy it made him for do that, you act like you cant zip anything, and he probably knows. But you’re in love so who cares.

Doing your hair

It all started when you were making pottery and forgot to put your hair up so you called your husband from the other room to put it up. At first, Nanami was terrible. He only looped it around once and didn’t even catch all the hair. You didn’t mind, and actually thought it was funny. But at 2:00AM you’d catch him watching a “how to braid your hair” tutorial while practicing on doll… that he bought? Now, he was the one to offer to do your hair, just for fun.

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