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can i drop my japanese-latino sakusa hc… do u guys see my vision… pls say yes
GRAND HEART AUTO VII
GAMER!NAGI SEISHIRO X GN!READER modern au, drabbles, hc and texts
five star rating | one of the most sought out genius streamer, NAGI, is also your boyfriend. he's talented at many things; making you deal with his pr, forgetting that he actually has to stream every once in a while, cutting his livestreams short just for cuddles... okay, maybe his work ethic isn't the best. to make up for it, sometimes he can be a good boyfriend – only sometimes – but he has made it his mission to love you for as long as he lives. sure, it doesn't outwardly show, but just know that he does, okay?
keyboard | modern au, fluff, crack, suggestive (will be marked), nagi is a streamer and pro gamer, often mentions of reo, nagi did not join blue lock, aged up nagi, crude themes, specific warnings will be provided, this is not a series just an au thing iykwim
TEAM
NAGI SEISHIRO [id: niffy] READY
YN LN [id: nelanie] READY
CHOKI [id: um... what?] UNREADY
𖥠 — headcanons | ⊹ — drabble/blurb | ⛶ — smau
MISSIONS ...
⛶ "soft" launch
⊹ needy
𖥠 such a showoff
more tba...
taglist — @lizbix
I kind of miss the rush of being in a discord server
i think i own about 100 dresses with all different kinds of occasions
chappell roan’s real name is kayleigh rose LMAO
FRUITFUL.
summary: in the winters of the cold and barren, you are the forbidden fruit that ryomen sukuna revolves around— a refreshingly crisp beauty. but even all winter fruits die, and he’s willing to prevent that demise to ever come to you.
cw: angst no comfort, slight fluff, mentions of death and loss of loved ones, heian era sukuna, slow burn w no happy ending, short chapters, inconsistent updates, tba
STAGES OF WINTER— first snow fall — your village is one that prides itself on the lasting fruits of winter. but what will you do if this winter bears no fruit, and the consequence is flames engulfing the entirety of your home. and who exactly is ryomen sukuna ..? ripe through the core — you’re the the only survivor of the fire. now, the beast of the forest has taken you in his hold, and you are beyond loathing. despite being adamant on escaping him, you can’t help but be drawn and care for a dying garden, specifically, a dying apple tree. undermine — so what if you’re taking care of a damned, dying tree ? it’s not like he’s going to help you with it. no, never expect that. ever. instinct — there’s someone else. someone else that had survived the fire from all those months ago. and now, something is coming and ryomen is willing to stop it come to you with all the power he possesses. time (passage of) — ryomen does not feel anything more than greed, gluttony, and bloodshed. so why, as he holds your limp body, does he feel his heart finally soften. why is it only now that he comes to his final conclusion about you.
tag list: open
logging into tumblr to tell oomfs i am yaku's type (i have short hair)
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atsumu “my wife” miya, who refers to you as almost nothing but his wife. “my wife made me lunch today”, “my wife loves this weather”. flaunting your ring finger any chance he gets just to show that you two really did seal the deal in wed.
the funny thing is, he’s been referring to you as “his wife” since before you two had even gotten engaged.
i love nagi bc he looks so tiny and cute in some of these screenshots.. and then u realize he's 6'3"
on my period so stressed out i need bokutos man tits in my face.
#eye ris speaks and Other Things That Ruined My Life: An Autobiography by ayatakanosstuff
Combining my 2 favourite things 🔥
me also? you could say we wrote like we needed it to survive…
remember when i was pushing out stuff like everyday? one could say i was… writing like i was running out time…
LAST SEEN WITH:
DON’T FREAK OUT, DENKI KAMINARI
DESCRIPTION: a series of texts leading up to a pivotal moment in you and your best friends relationship.
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION: smau. pls ignore any mistakes. profanity. friends to lovers. they/them jirou propaganda. mina appearance. reader calls denki fat. accidental confessions. brain rot language. ex-boyfriend! yo shindo mentioned.
more geto with piercings
i’ve been sick for a week now. I started my period (first day is the worst.) i had a pizza in the shower bc i felt like it. (it didn’t get wet.) I’m cramping deathly.
yeah i’m not thriving or anything but i’m definitely content or whatever
scrolled this blog for an insane amount of time thinking the fic was on here 😭 anyways it looks so good so excited!!
PLSSS IM SORRY i should’ve been specific 😞 i wrote that ask when j was half asleep
@dearru
“kiss me.”
those two words are already enough to make iwaizumi’s poor, alcohol-muddled brain come to a screeching halt. he gapes at you, unsure if he’s heard you correctly.
“iwaizumi,” you say, “i know this is sudden and weird and strange, but i need you to kiss me, like, right now.”
he blinks at you, hard. “you’re drunk,” he states, though his own words are slightly slurred.
“i am,” you confirm, nodding. “but that’s not the point.”
he squints, trying to piece together whatever mess you’ve roped him into this time. the party is still raging behind you, music thumping through the walls, but here in the dimly lit hallway, it’s just you—flushed and desperate, fingers curled into the fabric of his sleeve.
“what exactly is the point, then?” he asks warily.
you glance over your shoulder, then back at him, urgency clear in your expression. “that guy over there won’t leave me alone.”
iwaizumi frowns instantly, body tensing. “who?”
“not important. what’s important is that you kiss me so he gets the message.”
his stomach does a weird flip, and he can’t tell if it’s the alcohol or the fact that you’re looking at him like you’re actually considering—like it’s not just some convenient excuse.
“c’mon, iwa.” your voice drops into something softer, almost teasing, but still urgent. “it’s not like you haven’t thought about it.”
his brain short-circuits for the second time tonight.
before he can respond, you’re tugging at his shirt, and suddenly, your lips are on his—warm, and tasting faintly of whatever cheap cocktail you’ve been nursing all night.
iwaizumi stiffens at first, hands hovering uncertainly in the air, brain scrambling to catch up. he’s drunk, sure, but not drunk enough to miss the fact that this is you—his best friend barring oikawa, the person he’s known for years, the one person who shouldn’t be kissing him like this.
but you are.
and worse? he’s kissing you back.
your fingers twist into the front of his shirt, tugging him closer, and a little noise escapes the back of his throat before he can stop it. his hands finally move, one settling hesitantly at your waist while the other cups the side of your face, his thumb brushing over your cheekbone. you smell like your shampoo, the same scent he’s gotten whiffs of on his hoodies after you’ve stolen them, and everything is too much.
he pulls back slightly, breathing hard. “you—” his voice cracks, so he swallows and tries again. “you sure that guy’s even looking?”
you blink up at him, dazed. “huh?”
“i mean, if you were just trying to make a point—”
“oh. oh!” you glance over your shoulder, looking a little lost, then turn back to him with a sheepish grin. “yeah. i forgot about that.”
he lets out a rough, incredulous laugh. “you forgot?”
you nod, still gripping his shirt. your thumb brushes against the skin at his collarbone, and his stomach flips again.
“wow,” you say, quieter. “you kiss really well.”
iwaizumi lets loose a breath, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment. his heart is pounding, and he doesn’t know what to do with his hands anymore—if he should step away and put distance between you, or if he should just pull you back in, consequences be damned.
you must notice the hesitation because you’re much closer, now, tipping your chin up and whispering, “we can stop if you want.”
it doesn’t feel like you want to stop. and god help him, he doesn’t want to stop either.
his fingers tighten at your waist. “you’re gonna regret this in the morning.”
you smile, all soft and lazy. “guess we’ll find out.”
#3. a breathy demand, “kiss me”, and what the other person does in response.
i may not always be right but i am never never ever wrong
beautiful duane linklater
⋆·˚ ༘ *the back of a railcar osamu m. x fem!reader
you decide to quit your job and take the longest train ride in japan to reevaluate your life. deciding to stay awake for the full 23 hours to truly reflect on all aspects of your life, you pack your bags and prepare for an adventure. however, upon stepping foot on the train, you see someone you never thought you’d see again. your high school sweetheart turned college ex. and as he learns of your idea, he urges his own participation in the task, making it the most invigorating and confusing 24 hours of your life.
status: in progress taglist: open warnings: each chapter will be one hour in the 24 hour period, possible smau moments, friends/exes to lovers, questionable choices on y/n’s part, slow updates, vulgar language, jokes of sexual nature (nothing explicit)
chapters;
coming soon…
shameless by avenoir “you know i love you girl that’s why i had to leave.” is SO me and rin coded.