23 Candles // Shinichiro X G.n. Reader

match up request: Hello, i’d like a match up if you could! My name is Lev and im non-binary (they/them)my mbti is infp and my big three zodiacs are pisces sum, sagittarius moon and leo rising. i like drawing, painting, editing, video games, snakes, plants, walks/rides around town, cuddling and watching anime and reading manga. I kinda look like my profile picture, just my hairstyle and body shape are different, i have the jay jo hairstyle and i kinda growing it into a mullet, and im plus size, i also wear glasses but alot of time i wear contacts bc i dont really like how i look with glasses. i don’t really dislike many things besides certain bugs, food textures and rough textures (knitted sweaters/jeans and stuff). what i look for in a relationship is some who is there for me as much as im there for them, someone fun and chaotic but also sweet and caring, im bisexual but i prefer the tokyo revengers males i’m okay with either fluff or smut and ive read the manga. im sorry if this is alot lol, but i hope you have a wonderful day/night! <33

I match you with...

¡! Sano Manjiro "Mikey" ¡!

Why?

you both are what you were looking for and what you needed at the time, you were so free and Mikey admired the way you talked to everyone, you bonded to make a good couple. your relationship is based in trust and mutual support

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you met because of Draken. you are his childhood friend and met Mikey by accident. Ken was not around a lot and you missed talking to him. you looked for him for weeks until you found the reason he was so busy, a small kid, he looked like a kindergaten tbh but he transmitted a very powerful energy. Draken was also looking odd, a new hairstyle and a tattoo? looked awesome but painful. the little kid talked to you like he knew you since a long time ago, very confident. since then you started a good friendship.

he never saw you romantically until you both entered middle school, something sbout the way you laughed at a bad joke of his, the way your eyes closed when smiling and the way you hugged him had changed, you were starting to be his crush.

ignored his feelings for a loooonng time, but he couldn't help being so close to you. so, he took you on a bike ride in a chilly night, giving you his jacket and nearing his lips with yours, locking you in a sweet embrace. he touched you like if you were the most fragile thing

things were awkward after that, but you got over it soon by starting a relationship

he is very sweet with you and will always support you

he expects the same, if not more

lots of cuddle sessions and nights together

sleeping with him is the most comfortable thing eveeerrr, like a human pillow

don't be afraid of him and his impulses, would never forgive himself if he did something to you, so give him lots of love

¡! NSFW ¡!

definitely a dom

has a praise kink

he worships your body so much and WANTS you to say something similar to him

this is a secret, but he is a sucker for overstimulation

he is very sensitive

loves to grab your hips at any moment

breeding kink too

dresses you in something cute

kinda like a corruption kink if you squint

falls asleep almost after the act, he is just tired 😩💕

no song recommendation for this one :,] couldn't come up with one

hope you enjoy it, Lev !! @dxvilmanlev

brooklyn blood pop ?! CSM ★ ¥0,00 🔪

Happy woman's day my loves! Hope all of our beautiful queens have an amazing day, remember trans women are also women and that we need to support each other! LOVE YOU SO MUCH CHINGONXS 💜💜💜

Itachi Uchiha // Episode 121

hbd itachiiiiiiii

stop sending requests please 😭 only 13 entered in the right time, the rest won't be eliminated, they will just be there for a long time or until I have everything answered !!

About a week ago I posted this.

I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:

and my personal favorite

After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.

About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like

I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like

This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”

But I guess the lesson goes like this:

DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN

“Ritual”

The last of the three illustrations I made last year for “Witchzine” fanzine. The theme was “Witches’ Pharmacy/Healing Witches”, so the idea of my illustrations was inspired by the preparation of a healing ritual.

how bout ex husband nanami missing his ex wifey so much and uses bringing back one of his childs toy as an excuse and things getting smutty someway just an idea🤷

A Casual Conversation - Part 2 (Ex-Husband!Nanami x F!Reader)

A/N: (PART 1) - I like how your brain works, anon! 👀 I hope you enjoy this! [Tags: Angst; Tension; Smut] - PS: the child is nameless, mainly because I can’t think of a good one. - taking requests for drabble ideas for ex-husband Nanami & Suguru! (please read link beforehand)

Nanami Kento is an honest man.

He’s always been an open book with you. When the two of you first started dating, he was blunt about his intentions towards you. When you were both in a relationship, he confessed his love for you in passing as if it was something you were already expected to know. He’s never hidden the harsh reality of what it meant to be a sorcerer and maybe that’s one of the only things he regrets in his life.

Who knew the truth would be so burdensome?

The evening took a turn when your ex-husband surprised you by greeting you at the front door of the home you both formerly shared together. 

“I forgot to pack Yoshi this morning,” Nanami fibbed, sounding exhausted as he stepped inside while carrying the mint dinosaur plush toy in one hand. 

This was the second lie he’s ever allowed to escape his lips. Of course he would never admit that he deliberately forgot to pack his son’s favorite doll just because he needed an excuse to see you.

The man was desperate, especially after succumbing to his own weakness when he stupidly kissed you without reason.

He stopped by your place after finishing up with work. His attire disheveled, his signature blue shirt unbuttoned with the sleeves rolled up his forearms. His blazer and tie were missing but that’s because he dropped it off at his place before making his way over to you. 

Nanami insisted on living close by after he moved out, refusing to be anywhere significantly distant from either you or his son.

“He’ll be happy to see this guy tomorrow!” you chirped as you reached for the toy he was carrying.

Your fingers lightly grazed over your ex-husband’s, triggering the memory of him kissing you in his apartment just a few weeks ago. You cleared your throat, desperately erasing the sensation of his mouth on yours and clutching the dinosaur close to your chest as you both walked towards your bedroom. 

“How did you manage to put him to sleep?” Nanami questioned, arching his brow in confusion when he noticed that the lights were off.

A small sigh escaped you, “he got a new present today…”

“From?”

You pressed your lips together to hold back a smile, “your favorite colleague in the whole world...”

The two of you peeked inside the bedroom, only to see your infant son resting comfortably in his crib. You quietly made your way in to place the dinosaur next to him.

Meanwhile, Nanami was leaning his shoulder against the frame of your door his eyes glancing from you to the corner of the crib where he made out the shape of an obnoxiously round duck that hovered next to his sleeping son. The thing was so fat - it’s wings and eyes tinier than the rest of the body with a large beak stitched next to two pink circles that represented it’s cheeks.

“What the hell is that?” 

You laughed under your breath as you exited the room, “that is Maru the Duck...”

Nanami rolled his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief as he rubbed his tired face with his hands. 

“When did he stop by?”

“”Late this afternoon, it seems like our son feels differently about Gojo than you do. He absolutely adores him…” you playfully teased.

“He’s too young to understand the term idiot to relate to my frustration. It’s a blessing that his purity hasn’t been tainted yet…”

Your giggle made Nanami’s chest bloom with warmth, his heart tightening from the comforting sound of your voice.

“I was making tea before you came in, would you like some?” you politely asked.

“Yes, please.”

You studied him out of the corner of your eye, hating how exceptionally handsome he looked as he plopped on the white sofa in your living room.

“It’s bad enough I have to see his face everyday...” he groaned before easing the tension on his brow while making a conscious effort not to allow any silence to fall between you both, “but I guess he does have a soft spot for our boy...”

“The softest...” you reiterated, pouring the tea in twin cups before returning the kettle back on the stove and grabbing the beverages.

You seated yourself right next to him, placing the two cups on the wooden coffee table in front of you and watching the steam swirl above the ceramic.

“How was your day otherwise?” he questioned.

“Productive for the most part. Although during one of my online meetings I had the silly “Choo Choo” song stuck in my head, it was very distracting…”

“I’m sorry the what?”

“You know, the “Choo Choo”’ song! The one that plays on that cartoon program that he likes to watch every morning…”

“I’m still not quite sure what you’re talking about.”

“Yes, you do!” you insisted, before proceeding To adorably sing along to the lyrics.

The smile that curved his lip should be illegal, and you felt your cheeks heat almost immediately as he flashed you a gentle grin.

“I just wanted to see if you would actually sing it,” he joked with a wink.

You leaned your body forward, “how very mature of you, Ken.”

He licked his lips, his eyes blatantly taking in the outfit you had on. You were wearing one of his old white shirts over a pair of your bike shorts. He vividly remembered you keeping it the first time you both slept together, and had absolutely no desire to ever take it back. 

Besides, it looked better on you anyway. 

 Every time he assumed you’ve slipped out from his reach, a moment like this would put him back in his place - reminding him that the love you both shared for one another was still there.

The conversation carried on seamlessly, neither one of you reaching to drink your tea as you were busy lost in each other’s eyes.

Thirty minutes passed by and in between your positions slowly shifted. Nanami had his hand stretched out on the cushion behind you, noting that your knees were bumping into his thighs as you curled a little closer into his frame. From here he could see the outline of your cotton bra underneath his shirt, which only made the blood rush between his legs.

Since the divorce, Nanami found himself adjusting back to a life without you in all aspects. However, he had absolutely no desire to seek out any sexual relief with anybody else over the past year.

Up until the moment you kissed him back, he believed you thought differently about the situation.

Why else would you have agreed to start dating again?

The truth is, you’ve been distracting yourself enough to ignore how touch starved you were. Between working and the baby, you haven’t allowed yourself to bask in the loneliness you felt every night when you slept in that big empty bed of yours.

The last time you had an orgasm was when you slept with your ex-husband, which was the silly confession you casually let slip when you were speaking with your co-worker.

You’ve both been getting along so well lately, Nanami didn’t want to potentially ruin that. However, he wanted to push his boundaries a little bit just to see what might happen.

“You never told me how your dinner went...” your ex husband wondered, his free hand boldly moving to stroke your bare thigh.

You shivered against his touch, “it was...fine...” 

“Just fine?” he pressed, his curiosity hidden behind a sly grin.

You swallowed hard, watching as he flattened his palm across your flesh to hold your leg. You glanced back to meet his gaze, subconsciously biting your lip as you shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly.

“Nothing special” 

His eyes flickered to your mouth, deeply satisfied by you body’s reaction. He hesitated for only just one second, before tightening his grip on your leg as he leaned down to peck you lightly on your neck.

“Oh?” he breathed into your skin. Your husband hovered his lips over the spot he kissed you, his thumb rubbing the meat of your thigh as he patiently waited for you to continue the conversation.

“Nothing much happened...” you gasped, curling your fingers into your palms as you clenched your hands into fists. “We just went out for dinner and talked…”

Nanami hummed, brushing his mouth down the line of your neck to kiss the point where it curved to your shoulder.

“And what did you and your date discuss…” he pressed, visibly emphasizing his annoyance upon making that statement.

“Uhm,” your murmured, your eyes fluttering feeling his hand roam dangerously high up your thigh, his fingers caressing just under your rear. “We-we talked about work mostly, and…general interests…”

A whimper followed your statement, feeling his tongue lick you as he proceeded to openly kiss your neck the way he used to. You grabbed onto his forearm, hoping to stop this from escalating further but just as you parted your lips to protest the act unfolding, Nanami interrupted you with another statement.

“I’m sure he must have been smitten by you. You looked unforgivingly beautiful that night…”

“I thought you said my dress was too short…”

He guided his hand up your ass, sliding it underneath his white shirt to hold your lower back. He lifted his head, bringing his face closer towards you as he brushed his nose over yours.

“I’m not used to the idea of letting other men look at you yet,” he admitted, pulling you even tighter into his frame. “…or have them touch you, or want you in the way I do…”

His lips met yours, his kiss slow but incredibly heated. He swallowed your moan, allowing your body to naturally shift as he pulled his weight forward. You lay your head down on the pillow, bringing your hands to cup his face as you cradled that strong jaw in your palms.

He began to undo each button on the shirt you were wearing. His hands moving across your belly until he was cupping your bra. He tugged at the fabric, allowing it to rest just under your breasts, before releasing you from his addicting lips and tracking his way down.

“So,” he whispered, the sensuous tone of his voice heating the depths of your core. “Did you two hit it off?”

You inhaled, your back arching lightly off the sofa as he swirled his tongue over your nipple, blowing air over it and watching it pebble in front of his eyes. He sucked on the pert bud, teasing you as you tried to formulate your answer.

“We just talked,” you reassured. “N-Nothing happened.”

Nanami guided his hand down to meet you between your legs. He palmed your clothed sex, the fabric damp from your growing arousal and causing him to strain against his pants.

“He didn’t ask you out on another date?”

“We…” you breathed, your hips bucking into him as you naturally began to edge off his touch. “…we only exchanged numbers but I don’t…”

You sighed in frustration when he retracted his hand away from you, all before finding relief in the fact that it was because he was choosing to slip himself underneath your shorts instead.

The man let out an audible “fuck” feeling how wet you were for him. His digits stroking your folds until he eagerly pushed his middle and ring finger deep inside you. His thumb met your clit, circling over it with an even pressure as he soaked in the sight of you immersing yourself to the pleasure you were receiving.

“Use your words, sweetheart,” he continued, ensuring that your mind was still focused on the conversation at hand.

“I don’t know if I’m interested…” you protested, your words traveling faster as they blended into each other. Your draped one hand over the arm rest of the sofa, gripping onto it tightly as the other reached to grab the blue of Nanami’s shirt. “Ken…that feels so good…”

He pumped his fingers, increasing the speed as he felt you gush all over his hand. “God, you’re so fucking wet, my love,” he pointed out, unaware that he let the intimate phrase slip from his lips, “how long has it been since you’ve taken care of yourself?”

“Too long,” you whined, and the man nearly came right there at the sight of you falling apart before him.

He leaned forward to kiss you again, only this time it was with feverish urgency. He worked you with his fingers, sensing how close you were every thrust, until you let out a string of curses before finally reaching your climax. His forehead was pressed against yours as he retracted his soaked hand from underneath your shorts then resting it lightly on your hip. He waited patiently as he watched you steady your breath, before noticing you glance up at him from under your lashes.

“It’s been a long time for me too,” he whispered as he lifted himself back in place watching you do the same as you pushed yourself up on shaky arms.

There was no going back now, and you knew for a fact that sleeping with your ex-husband is a terrible idea. However, your body was overriding what your mind was advising, wanting nothing more than to have this man bury himself between your thighs.

You straddled his lap, proceeding to kiss him as you tossed your shirt then removed your bra. You pressed your hips eagerly into his own, feeling the length of his erection push into your begging pussy.

“I miss you,” you confessed in between kisses, threading your hands through his golden as you tugged on them lightly.

Nanami groaned, the pads of his fingers digging into your hips as he forced you to roll over his stiff length.

Your hands fumbled to undo his own shirt, untucking the fabric before pushing it over his broad shoulders. You guided over his chiseled physique, missing the feeling of those muscles pressing into you whenever you both made love. You were moving down to undo his belt, when you brushed over his abdomen and felt the material of a cloth bandage.

You pulled away from him immediately, your eyes shooting to the injury on his stomach. This isn’t the first time you’ve seen him hurt but the circumstances surrounding it were just so much different now.

In those few fleeting seconds, Nanami knew he had lost you. The insatiable sparkle in your eye diminishing to darkness as you fixated your attention on his wound.

He loosened his hold from around you, “sweetheart…”

“This is a mistake,” you blurted as you pushed yourself off his legs, quickly reaching for your white shirt.

It’s the way your voice cracked that broke Nanami’s heart into a thousand little pieces.

“It’s not a big deal. I’m fine…” your ex-husband insisted, but his words carried no weight.

“We shouldn’t be doing this,” you repeated, as you fastened the last button refusing to make any eye contact with him to avoid showing the panic on your face. “I’m…I’m going to get ready for bed. Feel free to see yourself out…”

Nanami barely could another sentence in before you dashed straight into the bathroom, immediately shutting the door and locking yourself inside.

Nanami closed his eyes, sighing to himself as he slumped onto the sofa. The situation reminding him of the first time he has ever lied to you.

The morning after another fight, Nanami woke up to a surprise while considering how to handle the current situation as he watched over his newborn son.

When he stepped out into the room is when he noticed something black move in the corner. With his son still cradled in his arms he approached the mass, freezing in place when he saw the cursed spirit. The thing posed no threat, crawling around his home like an annoying little bug. However, what unsettled him is how it appeared in the first place and he swallowed his guilt thinking that the pain he’s been causing you manifested the beady eyed creature before him.

He could hear his son sniffle, tiny lips trembling with uneasiness and making the sorcerer’s heart drop to the pit of his stomach.

Babies were more in tune with their sensory experiences but there was no way for him to know if his child was also able to see what was right before his eyes.

Yet.

By the time he exorcised the thing it was too late. His son was weeping in his arms uncontrollably, enough to wake you up from your slumber and stumble out into the living room.

“Is everything alright?”

Nanami met your worried eyes, nodding his head with reassurance.

“He’s fine, just a little cranky this morning...”

Ever since that day your husband prayed that his child turns out nothing like him.

Since he was unable to bring you peace, all he hoped for was that his son could do it instead.

match up request: IM SO HAPPY YOU’LL DO A MATCH UP FOR ME THANK YOU BABES🥺💓💓💙

(All the sparkles for you✨✨✨✨)

I like meeting new people and I rarely talk about myself I’m always asking other people random shit about their lives without being too invasive but yesterday my fren asked “wth you conducting a survey” and Imma shut up now.

I have mastered the art of acting like I’m confident even though I’m really not and genuinely convinced I’m not that attractive but like I’m very much okay with it if that makes sense. I’m spontaneous and love doing random ass dumbshit. I think I’m smart but also not because all I know is a variety of surface level knowledge. I love problem solving and deal with pressure pretty well.

I like hanging out with frens, reading anything and everything, playing volleyball and binging slice of life anime because other anime hurt too much. I also like everyone on tumblr being their weird and authentic selves 😂😂

I dislike people who act like they’re better than others or hurt others only because they know they can get away with it. Just wanna punch their face so bad. I also hate when it gets hot or people who tell me what to do.

My preferred gender would be male and I always look for an s/o whose kind and witty. If you can retort with sarcastic remarks I will fall in love. (Pls be taller than me I’m 5’8 and where I’m from half the boys are shorter than me) and I like being physically clingy if you’re good with that ISSA BONUS FOR ME.

I match you with...

¡! Akashi Takeomi ¡!

Why?

you would make a chaotic and chill duo, I know that sounds crazy but you mix and combine so well. Its like almost opposites but not quite there! You both have what you need and your relationship is mostly based in confidenciality and trust.

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you meet at your work. you worked at a bank and he was trying to get a credit card and you were helping him, he first noticed the way you addressed him as, your politeness and spontaneousness, then he checked you, and oh boy was he mesmerized, obviously trying not to be caught.

in the afternoon, after your work shift, you were going for a coffee/tea and something to eat before going to your apartment, he saw you entering the coffee shop. you ordered and as you waited he got near you to talk about the "credit card" and some questions he had with the interest. one thing led to another, and there you were, standing in the middle of the coffee shop giving your number to a stranger and getting called for your order.

since that encounter you were usually wondering about the mysterious man and how had he caught your attention, you were now messaging each other.

he asked you to be his girlfriend in the 5th or so date, you already knew much about him because of your tendency to ask a lot of things and he was sure there was something very enchanting in the way you expressed towards him. A good bouquet of sakura flowers in his left hand and an inviting sign in his right hand presented to you in the afternoon outside your apartment, you went to a fancy restaurant. five words at the same place that started your date 2 hours later surprised you, "would you be my girlfriend?"

your relationship started a bit awkward, he realized you didn't talk to him much about yourself, so he made himself a promise to remember every little detail you said.

he was very happy when you told him about acting, he encouraged you to start taking more castings and to follow your dreams. the first time he accompanied you to one he was very excited and proud to see you doing what you liked.

he told you about his gang past after a few months, he didn't expect you to be so calm about it, you already knew it.

he's a big softie for you, he might act all tough and very strong on the outside, but when he is in your arms he feels so secure and warm.

protective, not to the point of forbidding you of going out with other people, just to let people know of what belongs to him.

he lets you be clingy, even in public.

he's just clingy to you when he has just woken up or when you are cuddling together, in public he will hold your hand, put his hand in your lower back and peck your cheek.

lots of forhead kisses!!!

he is always there for you no matter what.

respects you so much, he drinks respect women juice everyday btw.

I think his love language is giving gifts and acts of service so expect a lot of presents, expensive ones mostly because he loves to spoil you 😽

midnight rides

you are that badass couple

intimidating mysterious man, and sweet extrovert woman.

you both are chaotic by the way your relationship works, you always know what each other wants without saying a word and normally end up doing something super weird like going to buy peanut butter and pickles at 3 am

one moment you both act like some angsty teenagers in love and the other you act like an old married couple.

¡! NSFW ¡!

he is never going to pressure you to do something you don't want to do. it is ok for him if you want to have sex the first day of relationship or 1 year later

he's a dom

he lets you ride him from time to time, but he mostly has the control

daddy kink.

loves to hear you begging but always lets you cum

grunts a lot, he will moan only when you are giving him head

big cock, average girth, 7 in, curved up, has a vein in its left side, a little darker than his natural tone, not shaved but trims it from time to time.

he doesn't care if you are shaved or not, its natural for hair to grow there

loves lace lingerié. use black lingerié, drives him crazy

king of dirty talk

but he makes it fancy 😩

"what? my naughty girl wants some action?", "do you want me inside of you, darling", "oh princess you look exquisite in that position", "you can handle it, sweetheart, can you?"

fav position is when you are almost sitting and he is standing face to face and 69, him on top

likes to choke and spank you

not into bdsm but can try it

before having actual sex you had other sexual interaction like oral, fingering, etc

he is more of an equal pleasure guy, but loves to make you scream with three of his fingers inside you

he doesn't have a preference in body types, whatever you have will work for him

he gets very emotional after the act, start saying "i love you" and reassures you of his love because inside he is very scared to loose you in any way <3

[sakura: ephemeral beauty]

with love, for: @hikroki-blog

¡! song recommendation ¡!