Soccer Player Toji Who Is Known For Being Cold And Unnerving, Becomes The Talk Of The Town After Being

thinking about your friend, kento being there to comfort you when you broke up with your now ex boyfriend.

your friend, kento who always brings you as his plus one whenever his friends are hosting a party.

your friend, kento who checks up on you everyday. asking if you’ve eaten already, and if you haven’t, expect him knocking on your door holding takeouts.

your friend, kento who punched the guy that was eyeing you very wrong.

your friend, kento who makes sure that you’re always safe whenever you two get paired in missions.

your friend, kento who calls you when he can’t sleep. who’s a better company other than you, right?

your friend, kento who invites you to a dinner, making you wear something fancy.

your friend, kento who finally confessed about how he felt towards you.

your friend, kento who starts getting worried when to atmosphere started growing heavy. did he just ruin your friendship? what will happen now? were you surprised? will you ever talk to him again—

your friend, kento whose ears perk up when you finally said something.

your friend, kento who smiles when he heard you say ‘i like you, too, kento.’

your friend, kento who takes you out on dates at least 3-4 times a week.

your friend, kento whose heart almost jumps when you finally told him that you wanted to be his girlfriend.

your boyfriend, kento who loves and cherish you so much. throughout the months that you two have been together, the way he cared for you never faltered.

your boyfriend, kento who thinks of a way on how to put a ring on your finger... because, it’s only right that he makes you his, right?

⌞ϟ⌝ 'flash, flash !'

synopsis ○ flashing them, fem!reader

eren, armin, jean, connie, reiner, levi, erwin

warnings: nsfw content, mdni !, swearing, kms joke

author's note ୨୧ anon request!

gothkasa

levi ackerman marry me 😻😻😻😻

i cant find any gifs of s4 levi on here which is crazy bc he’s so daddy 😞

— 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘺𝘢

😝

𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐨. The guy who walked into class once with blood stains on his sneakers. Got that hair up in spike buns. Wears nothing but heavy, oversized clothes that hide his physique. Heavy, dark makeup. Excessive bracelets and accessories. Earphones plugged in, music loud enough to make you wonder if he's trying to make himself go deaf. Is he listening to Green Day or My Chemical Romance? No okay, it was Mozart and Vivaldi. He's an off-beat freak always throwing surprises. Black nails with pink pinkies. Pale, slightly veiny hands that instantly spark your imagination. He wears an expression that's so brooding and unapproachable, but then then he opens his mouth and speaks so softly and so politely that you're taken aback.

Sitting down with him at parties leads to getting high and finding out that he has a lot on his mind. It's impossible to judge if he likes you or not; he's enigmatic. When he's got a crush on you, he just gives you shifty stares out his peripherals. Maybe he's not interested at all — oh never mind, now he's placing freaky open-mouthed kisses on your mouth. You know what he loves? Holding the side of your neck and slipping his pierced tongue into your mouth. At hazy parties, he sits on the stairs with you, caught up in an intense, highly charged make-out session.

He loves sleeping in your lap. He loves doodling on your arm, cute little mushrooms or creatures. He's always so calm that just being around him puts you in a zen state — "Hey, baby." he murmurs this so softly, his voice like ocean waves rolling under moonlight. His arm is quickly around your shoulders, and you're melting into him. It's just indescribable, this effect that Choso Kamo has on you — you could marry him. And honestly, it's funny, considering that he was once just the freaky spike bun hair guy who walked into class with blood stains on his sneakers.

waking up freezing and shivering, teeth chattering every night because your husband is a blanket hog. you know it's not on purpose. he just can't help it. doesn't even know he does it most times. you'd think after years together you'd be used to it, but waking up curled into the fetal position as you try to retain even a smidge of warmth is something you don't think you'll ever adjust to.

so you reach behind you, feeling your spouses large form wrapped snug as a bug in your shared blanket and you grip onto the fabric. you pull as hard as you can but you don't manage to move him even an inch. you try once more...same result.

"ken..." you whisper, wrapping your arms around yourself. no response. "kento..."

he doesn't budge. you're tempted to just get up and go grab another blanket, but your husband, despite his seriousness, can get quite pouty when you do that. so you tap him hard instead sure to jab him in the spot you know is his most sensitive. this seems to do the trick as he grunts in response.

"I'm cold," you tell nanami and he sits up quickly, realizing what he's done. his pajama top hangs off one shoulder. his blonde hair is pointing every which way and sleep is heavy on his eyelids, threatening to weigh him down again any minute.

"I'm sorry, love," nanami speaks, voice rough and deep with exhaustion, but the sincerity in his apology clear.

then he's throwing the blanket back over you both. only he adds in a little extra warmth as he wraps his arm around your waist and throws a large leg over your body.

nanami buries his face in your neck, adjusting himself so that he can be as close to you as possible. only a few seconds pass before you hear his light snoring behind you. and you know the warmth you feel is from more than just his touch.

the floor creaks beneath your feet as you tiptoe across your bedroom, heart pounding in your chest.

your boyfriend, megumi, is crouched by the window, his lopsided grin making it impossible to stay mad at him for climbing the tree into your room—again.

“do you always have to make so much noise?” you whisper, grabbing his arm and yanking him inside.

“blame the tree branches,” he whispers back, brushing off imaginary leaves from his hoodie.

but before you can answer, the sound of heavy footsteps echoes in the hallway. your eyes widen.

“it’s my dad!” you hiss, shoving him toward the closet. he snickers but doesn’t argue, slipping inside just as the door handle turns.

you grab a random book from your desk and spin around, trying to look casual.

your dad steps in, his brow furrowed. “what are you doing?”

“just… reading,” you say, holding up the book. it’s upside down.

for one horrible moment, you’re sure he’s going to check the closet.

megumi’s cologne lingers faintly in the air, and you pray your dad won’t notice.

your dad squints, but he doesn’t seem to notice. his gaze sweeps the room, lingering on the window for a moment.

“keep it down,” he mutters before shutting the door behind him.

you don’t move until you hear his footsteps retreat. then you rush to the closet, yanking the door open.

megumi steps out, his crooked smile even wider now.

“you’re lucky i fit under there,” he teases, sitting back on his knees in front of you.

“you’re lucky he didn’t check,” you counter, but before you can say more, he cups your face with both hands, grinning like he just got away with a heist.

he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a playful murmur. “relax, baby. i’ve got stealth skills, remember?”

you roll your eyes. “stealth skills? you tripped on the way in.”

⋆｡°✩ neighbor; gojo satoru

★°。 shouldn't have given your number to your noisy neighbor, now he won't leave‎‎‎‎‎ you alone.

★°。kinda suggestive | crack | fluff

★°。note(s): might make this multiple parts and make them fall in love mwahaha but FIRST POST!! it's a little mundane but this is the first time I've written something like this in a while so the next one will be better trust also ignore any spelling/grammar mistakes, I was rushing through this !

you'll have to pry these blue emojis out of my COLD DEAD HANDS.

bringing back this series from @/creamflix because this is a sukuna-centric blog and i love my man and this is literally me and him

dumbass boyfriend! sukuna who is ridiculous when it comes to technology. just recently you bought him an ipad with a sim in it, and he seems to be using it just fine. maybe a little too fine, because one casual look at his screen-time made your eyes comically pop out.

17h 34m.

seriously, does your boyfriend even sleep? when does he sleep? what is he doing when you're gone? after a very strict interrogation with your grumbling bumbling boyfriend, you find out that your dumbass boyfriend! sukuna has fallen down the rabbit hole of tv shows and movies. hulu, amazon prime, apple tv, netflix, you name it, he has an account on it. you can't even stay mad at him, it's not like you can always be at home with him and honestly? good on him for finding this way to spend his time.

but on the flip side, he is on his way to becoming a letterboxd elitist with the amount of content he's watched. and since he is the ryomen sukuna, he obviously has many colorful opinions about what he has watched. it's not like he's gonna be a raging film bro unless you introduce him to the app-

too late.

dumbass boyfriend! sukuna who is now raking in numbers and criticism solely based off his watched movies alone. he doesn't leave reviews often, but when he does he asks you to type it for him. during these moments, he calls you his scribe, cackling when you deliver a sharp smack! to his arm in response. or when you're not at home, he uses speech to text, which results in his reviews being awfully written and not at all proofread. somehow they are also the ones that do the best and end up as meme templates on twitter.

some people know of dumbass boyfriend! sukuna and his letterboxd account because of his twitter presence (that he's honestly abandoned out of his sheer fear disgust of the men who want to "touch him" and the women who want to "no lube no protection all night" him ever since he accidentally posted a picture of his feet). the people who don't know him however, are quick to cite him as a bot, saying there is no way that someone can watch this much content "even if they were unemployed." but how can you tell them that your dumbass boyfriend! sukuna is…not like other guys? literally.

dumbass boyfriend! sukuna who complains to you about his screen being dirty. it was bound to happen of course, his ridiculously big thumb-prints all over the screen, having never cleaned his ipad even once ever since purchase. so you casually mention that he needs to “clean it.” pretty simple right?

wrong. so wrong.

you wake up from your nap to the sound of clattering from the kitchen and your boyfriend nowhere in sight. you figured he woke up earlier than you to finish a show he was talking to you about (spoiler: the boys) and was making a snack for himself. you don't think much of it, ready to go back to sleep until you swore you heard the sound of sizzling. you know better than to leave your almost 7 foot boyfriend alone in your kitchen, and you rush to find your dumbass boyfriend! sukuna holding up a bar of dish soap. against his ipad screen.

“'kuna, what are you doing?”

“you told me to clean this device.”

“not like that!”

needless to say you spent a good one hour on call with apple care's customer support, all while dumbass boyfriend! sukuna has you on his lap as he grumbles about “stupid human policies.” for his birthday, you gifted him a box of screen cleaning wipes, and updated his letterboxd bio to "my girlfriend put me on timeout for the rest of the week, so i won't be active here."

I feel like a virgin when I search up x Reader with a new character I like