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♐︎ Matsuno Chifuyu ♐︎

— "I'll settle for them" // g.n! reader

— I love you, bye // g.n! reader

[3:21 am — sparks]

the quiet whirring of the air conditioner mixed with your quiets snores as you slept peacefully beside Sakusa Kiyoomi.

He studies the slope of your nose that scrunches up when you tell him you're too full for the final bite of dinner. He brushes his thumb over the softness of your cheeks that puff up a bit more when you wake up in the morning. Your lips form a pout, even in your sleep, and he almost smiles to himself because it mirrored the pout you'd put on when you wanted him to indulge you — and he always did because it was you.

It's the middle of the night, and Sakusa knows he should have been asleep hours ago but his mind kept him awake.

People always told him that sparks never die when you're in love. But over time, he knew that wasn't possible nor logical. Over time, the sparks dwindled down, and things that were new to him became routine. It scared him at first.

What if he was falling out of love?

But he still wanted you to cradle his face after training, and he still felt the need to hold your hand in empty cafe's on Sunday nights because it just felt right.

Maybe he knew it all along, maybe he needed a late night to realize it, but those people? They were absolutely wrong. Sparks die down, but that doesn't mean the loves fizzles out too.

Kiyoomi still felt love in the way you wake up early to send him off to training, knowing damn well you were anything but a morning person. Love came in quiet Saturday nights, the both of you doing your own thing but still having your limbs touching just because.

The sparks were gone, but Kiyoomi still felt warmth in his heart when you snuggled up to his side because you always loved cuddling him, even if he hated it (he loved it).

The sparks were gone but your love still felt like a warm drink on a cold night that felt a little less lonely with you by his side. Your sleeping figure beside him felt warmer than any spark or flame their is.

The sparks were gone but your warmth made him know that this was love, it was true, and it was home.

reblog if u love kiyoomi ♡

this was so self indulgent im sorry

tagging: @tetsunormous @f4riytales @crapimahuman @st4rgirlsheh @toji-dabi-wife

shinichiro vibes

husband material

a/n: I make no apologies, I made fun of Gojo a lot but I can't help making fun of the characters I kin ok...as you can tell I am unwell and clearly in love with one Nanami Kento. Please enjoy this purely self indulgent one shot that is just me ranting about how Nanami is the perfect man. n e ways- cw: some language and it eludes to sexual content, so you know the drill

"If you had to choose any sorcerer, who would it be?"

"Any sorcerer to what?"

"Like to date. If you had to choose," Gojo was leaning over the couch in the Jujutsu High lounge, wearing a smirk like he was confident in what your answer would be, "who would it be? And why is it me?"

You let out a laugh that's more mocking than genuine. "It would definitely not be you."

Gojo's jaw drops, like he can't believe it. For a very long time he's quiet - very unlike him - in utter disbelief. It had been a joke, but he was your best friend. If not him, then who? He needs to know.

Again, he asks. "So...who then?"

"Easy. Nanami."

"Nanami?!"

"Nanami."

"Why?"

"You're telling me you wouldn't date Nanami if given the opportunity?" You put your cellphone, giving up on the game you were playing seeing as Gojo was not going to let this go.

"That's not what I said." Gojo plops himself down at the opposite end of the couch, looking eager and ready for any new gossip he could wring out of you. "But I can't date myself, so therefore I would pick the next best option."

"He's definitely the best option."

"Respectfully disagree."

"That's fine." You shoot back. "Everyone is entitled to their wrong opinions. Especially you."

Gojo is once again silent. Until. "I hate you."

You can't help the chuckle that escapes.

"Why?!"

"Why what?"

"Don't be coy. Why Nanami?"

"I'm sorry," you give him a genuinely confused expression, "have you met the man? He's incredibly good looking, financially stable-"

"I'm also those things."

"Emotionally competent enough to hold a relationship for longer than three weeks-"

"That's...yeah ok, that's-"

"Is the type of man who gets along with both of your parents, so much so that they ask you every week when you're on the phone with them why the two of you aren't married or at the very least engaged yet-"

"This is getting very oddly specific."

"Radiates an aura that subtly screams 'I have a huge dick but I don't brag about it'"

"Clearly you've thought a lot about this."

"Somehow explains things without mansplaining them to you. Like if you were to ask him to explain how the stock market worked he would sit you down and make economics sound like the sexiest thing in the world while still remaining respectful."

"That's not fair. You know I'm bad at economics."

"I'm serious. He's like a total catch. Husband material. Dating isn't enough. If you date that man, it's endgame. He's already picked out the perfect ring and planned the entire honeymoon."

"Perfect is a strong word. Some would say it's too subjective even."

"He's the type of man to slow dance with you at 3 am in the kitchen of your upper class suburban home that he probably paid for in cash, while your two kids sleep soundly in their little bedrooms upstairs all tuckered out from your weekly family outing."

"Again. Very oddly specific."

"Face it, Gojo. Some men are just walking green flags." You stand and pat him on the shoulder, comforting him as he pouts. Clearly this wasn't the conversation he was hoping for. "But I have to get to my next class before my students get started without me, or Maki might accidentally give another kid a concussion. And I don't feel like explaining that to Yaga again."

Gojo waited until you were out of the room to huff in exasperation. "Psh. I'm a green flag."

"Yeah, if you're colorblind."

The sudden voice on the couch at the back of the room makes Gojo startle and jump in his seat.

Nanami lays just out of direct line of sight from the couch Gojo is sitting in, the one you were previously lounging on as well - so much so that Gojo has to lean over to see him lift the small folded towel from over his eyes.

This only sours Gojo's mood even more. "Well, I bet you're just so impressed with yourself right now."

Nanami lets the towel fall back over his eyes. "Don't feel bad Gojo," he can't contain his smirk, "not all of us can be husband material."

finding a new, fine as fuck, fictional murderer to obsess over:

finding an edit of that murderer to literally any deftones song:

YOUR POST FOR SHINCHIROS BBD WAS SO CUTE CAN YOU PLEASE DO SOME HEADCANONS FOR HIM 💙✨

Can you do headcanons for shinchiro with an s/o who likes him so so much she can’t control herself at all. Whenever she sees him she pecks his cheek or hugs him or slips her hand into his. How would shonchiro react?

IDK I JUST WANNA GIVE THIS MAN ALL THE LOVE

With a very enamoured s/o // Shinichiro x g. n. reader

genre: fluff

warnings: established relationship, a little suggestive at the end, spoilers for anime only

A.N: Im so happy you liked it! 😭💖 honestly I think I would be like this with him, he is sooo cute. Hope you like it, if not send the ask again and be more detailed so I can do it how you want it! Please bare with me for any mistakes. Likes and reblogs are deeply appreciated, no repost allowed, love you!

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He is so soft.

Shinichiro is a very affectionate person, he loves love and you.

buuuut, that doesn't mean he wouldn't be so flustered everytime you do something.

even when you are both alone, in the comfort of your or his room he always gets a blush.

but if you decide to do something in public, like kissing him for a long time or caressing his lower back he is gonna go 😵🤯

Shinichiro.exe has stopped working....

its not that he doesn't like it, its just that HE IS SHY.

the love of his life doing a demonstration of love in public? THAT demonstration of love more exactly

and you might be wondering, what is that something that brings him crazy?

BACK HUGS.

just back hugs.

it makes him feel so vulnerable, yet so secure

he is always looking out for people, taking care of them, making sure they are okay

and when you do this, he feels like all of the weight and things he has been holding are being lifted up.

I think he feels alone sometimes.

like, he doesn't have parents around, his grandfather is a little harsh on him, and has to take care of 2 kids and a half, and a gang.

he has so much responsabilities, yet you make him feel like if those didn't exist.

when you cover his body with your arms he has a pillar, someone to his level where both are equal, someone and somewhere to look for advice and support.

and that makes his heart light up so much.

you just have that effect on him 💖

now, if you get too touchy he might get embarrassed and tell you to stop, but in a cute tone and a big blush

"y/n, stop please, wait until we get home"

and then, when you pout, he would die a little inside him

he feels guilty for stopping you, but still has limits.

when you get home he would cuddle you until sleeping just to compensate.

if you decide to do something while in a black dragons reunion he would just colapse right there

he feels so proud of you being his s/o, and not only that, but also you showing your love for him.

the leader of the greatest gang in Tokyo, even Japan, being way too soft with someone is something you don't see everyday

the gang would cheer him when you are not around, some might get jealous 🤨📸

if you get touchy when his siblings are around he would get protective and shy

he would say something like "there are kids 'round here babe"

and you would respond "I don't care, its not like we are doing something naughty"

DEAD

he just died there

his brain is malfunctioning

and Mikey would just be on the side and say "naughty? what is naughty?"

DEAD X2572828

you just laugh and shinichiro would look almost horrified

his soul has left his body.

Overall he would love you no matter what, he needs the love and you are happy to give it to him, but don't get too needy when you are in public, he is not a very PDA fan <3

Danzo: I've trained Itachi to be the greatest anbu officer Konoha will ever know.

Shisui: You screwed up a perfectly good ninja is what you did. Look at it. It has depression.

this was so beautiful wth 😭💕

Boys Will Be Bugs

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The first generation of Black Dragon meet an artist!reader at school and slowly become friends.

Platonic!Wakasa, Benkei, Akashi x gn!reader and slightly romantic Shinichiro x reader

I don’t really like this (I don’t like this at all) but I already wrote it so I decided to just post it lol

Shinichiro sighs and looks around, searching for an empty classroom. Letting his friends meet him at his school was already a mistake, since the principal isn’t very friendly towards people from other schools. If anyone snitches to the principal, he’s dead. His grandfather won’t let him live this down and on top of that he’ll get detention. Wakasa, Benkei and Akashi surely make other’s heads turn towards them, because of their scary aura. The fact that they’re well known delinquents doesn’t make it any better. Shinichiro glances through a little window on a door and the classroom seems empty. They walk into it and he let’s out a sigh, feeling relieved.

The guys sit down on a few chairs that were in the classroom and start talking about gang business. Though the eldest Sano’s joy was short lived. The classroom door opens and you walk in, holding your tote bag full of art supplies. With earphones on and deep in thought you don’t notice the three scary looking delinquents and their stressed leader staring at you. You put down the bag and turn around to walk towards your unfinished painting that was left in the classroom. That’s when you notice the four guys that look so out of place, it was funny. Your lips part a bit and you raise your eyebrows out of surprise.

“Uhh.. Can I help you?” You clear your throat. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you guys in the art club before. Or are you new?”

Shinichiro quickly stands up, blush covering his whole face. He was embarrassed, but also feeling shy, because he just saw the most beautiful person ever. How are you even real?

“Oh.. Sorry. I thought this club was over already and we really needed an empty classroom.” He explains, hoping you won’t turn around and walk to the principals office to snitch on him. You let out a hum.

“The art club should start in like ten or fifteen minutes.” You notice his face drop. “But the sewing club just ended twenty minutes ago and no one should be in the classroom by now.”

“Is the classroom unlocked?” Akashi asks, looking at you. The look he gave you made shivers run down your spine, but you shook it off quickly.

“Oh right.. I can give you the key. And once you guys are done with whatever, you can just bring it back to me. I can trust you, yeah?” Shinichiro quickly nods. “Okay so, when you come here to give me back the key, if I’m not the one to open the door, just tell them that you need to talk to (L/N) (Y/N).” You grab the classroom key from your bag and give it to Sano.

“How come you have your own key?” He asks.

“I go to the sewing club and most of the time I’m the last one to leave. Sometimes even hours later..” you blush a bit. “So they just gave me a key, so I can stay for however long I want.”

They say a quick thanks and leave the art club. But that wasn’t the last time they saw you. For a month straight, every Tuesday, they would walk into the classroom before art club started and you would give them the key. You even considered to make them one of their own, but quickly crossed out that thought. It wasn’t your place to do that. The teacher and principal trusted you, and you didn’t want to loose the trust.

But one day, the sewing club lasted way longer than expected. You were all alone in the art club classroom and they walked in, a bit slumped.

“Here’s your key.” Wakasa dropped it on your table. “The club isn’t over and they should be there for a few more hours.”

The guys almost walked out of the class, but before they could, you lowered the music you were listening to and let out a sigh.

“You could stay here y’know that right?” The paintbrush you were holding, was dipped into water. “I’m listening to music with earphones on. I won’t hear whatever you all are talking about. Plus I put all of my attention to painting, so no need to worry. It’ll be like I’m not even here.”

And they did stay that day. And the next week. And the next.. Slowly, but surely you all became friends. They would bring you snacks and would tell you to take a break from painting, since you would stay in one place for hours. You got to know them and they got to know you. Though when painting you would still put on your earphones and listen to whatever was playing from your playlist, as loud as possible.(sometimes they would talk so loud, you would still hear them, no matter how loud the song was. But your full attention was on painting, so you wouldn’t know exactly what they were talking about, just a few snippets here and there).

One day they walked into the classroom and it seemed like nothing was out of the ordinary. Except for Shinichiro’s hair. He ditched the hair gel. You thought it looked better that way. You were having an art block and couldn’t paint anything and on top of that, you forgot your headphones. They didn’t mind if you heard what they were talking about. Shinichiro even stood up and did a few fighting moves (they looked more like dance moves, but you didn’t want to ruin his mood by saying that) while talking about the latest fight they were in. An idea crossed your mind and you went straight to work.

A week later they barged into the classroom, and found you drinking coffee, while looking at a huge painting you were working on. That day you didn’t forget your headphones and were once again listening to music. They gave you whatever snacks they packed for you and sat down to talk. Your presence was calming for them. They had no need to come back to that classroom (Wakasa, Akashi and Benkei especially. They didn’t even go to this school. By the looks of it, they showed up to your school more than theirs), but they did. It felt cozy. They even changed up their schedule and came to that classroom after art club was over, knowing that you’ll stay there for a few more hours.

But that day you left earlier than usually. You left them the classroom key and a big envelope. They opened it as soon as you left and found portraits of them. Every single portrait had a different bug drawn on it. There was a butterfly flying around Wakasa, a bee on Sano’s nose, a dragonfly sitting on Akashi’s shoulder and a grasshopper on Benkei’s head. They furrow their brows and look at each other’s drawings. As they turn them around to see if there’s anything there, they notice handwritten notes.

“Sano Shinichiro, bees are not designed to be able to fly. I read it somewhere on a newspaper and it NEVER left my mind. But they really wanted to fly and adapted so they could. Can you imagine that?? How cool. Bees also symbolise hard work and dedication. You remind me of a bee. You work so hard for others. (I also didn’t think you’re “designed” to be a gang leader, but it seems like all is going well. I’m happy for you.) But like a bee, you need to sometimes stop and look at the pretty flowers (they suck the nectar, but I don’t think I want to see you trying to suck nectar from flowers). By that I mean, stop and look around. Life is great. Spend some time with yourself, or just go do something fun! You overwork yourself.”

“Wakasa Imaushi. Butterflies are not only beautiful, but also have mystery and symbolism. They are a metaphor representing transformation, change, hope and life. I know it was hard for you to change your ways and drop your own gang. But maybe it was time for a change? I notice how happy the guys make you. You just try not to show it, huh? Your “I’m too cool to give a fuck” face doesn’t work on me. Butterflies also remind us that life is short. So live your life to the fullest. You’re a cool dude.”

“Akashi Takeomi. To a warrior, a dragonfly tattoo represents agility, power, speed, victory, and courage. You remind me of a warrior. You’re this big scary guy (you’re not actually THAT scary..) and most people fear you. You have this strong aura around you. (You remind me of the God of war Ares. But better, because you’re a very nice guy. Thank you for always buying me drinks! I never thought I’d like that brand, because they seemed too sweet for my liking, but now I’m hooked.) Dragonflies encourage people to get rid of their doubts and live life to the fullest. You remind me of a dragonfly for some reason.”

“Arashi Keizo. Grasshoppers are interesting bugs. Their carefree life is a reminder to enjoy the pleasures of life. (I hope you’re enjoying your life, I think you’re a really great and friendly guy. Thank you for the snacks, you somehow always bring my favourite snacks?? Wizard.) Having the grasshopper as your spirit animal means that you have a lovely personality and people tend to enjoy your company. (I enjoy your company. And the other’s as well. Thank you, Sano, Akashi and Wakasa for always keeping me company. I now realise how lonely it was without you here.)”

Shinichiro starts to blush and realises you just screwed him over. The small crush he had on you, just turned into a way bigger one. They all smile and share the little notes they got with the portraits. And as they were trying to put the drawings back into the envelope, so they could safely bring them back home, they notice something written on it too.

BOYS WILL BE BUGS

match up request: Hello! If your match-up requests are still open can i have one? If not, sorry to bother you and feel free to ignore this lol. My name is Ro, i'm a bi girl with a preference for men, i'm a scorpio, infp. Im very shy until i feel like i can trust someone, then i am very talkative. I love to make people laugh, i like going to parties and socializing, having deep talks, but i also really value my alone time. Im usually pretty calm but im quick to anger and just as quick to calm down. My coping mechanism is humour, if anything bad happens to me i just cant ~not~ make a bad joke that will make my friends and family doubt my sanity. Either that, or i act like nothing happened when someone asks because i dont wanna bother my loved ones with my problems. Im the definition of a gifted kid that now has a major burnout in academics. I'm pretty tall (170cm), a bit chubby, i have long red hair, brown eyes, i wear glasses which kinda give me a nerdy look. I usually wear heavy eyeliner and im into alt/punk fashion. Would love to get some piercings and tattoos someday. I like video games, painting, travelling (visiting lots of museums, they are so interesting), watching documentaries, anime and horror movies(they do make me paranoid and throughout the night i feel like im haunted when the furniture and floors creak). I love reading, learning about a variety of subjects and cooking/baking (my happy place tbh, nothing relaxes me more than baking some pound cakes). I love my friends, i'm very devoted to them and im the type to beat an ex's ass if they hurt my friends.I dislike overly crowded places, public speaking( is my worst nightmare), being forced to go out when im having hermit days. I cant stand people that fish for sympathy, people that are overly nice to everyone even if that other person is devil incarnate, people that have zero backbone and cant stand their ground no matter what.In a rs i'm looking for someone who i can have fun with and never (or rarely) get bored, someone funny, who i can laugh with over stupid things, someone who will support me in both my career and chaotic ideas. Someone who is a bit clingy, because i also am, but understands that sometimes i need my space. Ideally it would be someone that likes or doesnt mind pets, because i plan on having like 4. These are my preferences, but in reality im not really picky, just dont be a bigot, love &respect& be loyal to me and know how to have a conversation and im pretty much sold. My love language is acts of service, but i prefer to receive physical touch or words of affirmation. I dont know what else to include, so im just going to stop here. Also i didn't read the manga.Thank you so much and have a nice day/evening!^^

I match you with...

¡! Matsuno Chifuyu ¡!

Why?

because you too are way to cute to be real, honestly I see you as an adolescent romance forever, somehow you manage to mature together still with spark you had when you met. your relationship is based in comfort and spontaneity.

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you met at a themed cafe, you crossed looks, not a single word came out, then you saw each other at the mall, still no conversation, and again, you met at a manga shop, this was too much coincidence, you even picked the same manga! you being the one to start the conversation, talking about the manga your hand held, and then talking about your past encounters, Chifuyu chuckling at the situation, asking for your number and everything. he left the manga shop with an innocent thought and then realizing he was kinda flirting with you, pink tinted his cheeks and part of his ears, feeling embarrassed at how that happened but proud at how natural it was.

text messages, lots of them, staying up until late answering the most random questions about each other thinking about your next encounter, soon to be happen

the day came and Chifuyu was super nervous, overthinking and stuttering. you were like him, but disguised it better, he looked too cute to be real.

dates and dates, it wasn't until the 4th month of talking to each other that Chifuyu decided to confess his feelings, admitting he was just a teenage dirtbag in love.

he is the most caring boyfriend ever, the whole package comes with him, even jealousy (not too much)

he started being more confident when he started dating you, you gave him that boost.

dates in cafes, carnivals, or at home. lots of cuddles included.

this guy is cheesy, so prepare for his cuteness.

overall loves you in general, wouldn't change that chirping voice of yours <3

with love, for @holoblue 💐

¡! song recommendation ¡!

sorry for not putting nsfw but Im not in the mood lately 😞

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