Sukuna Bringin In A Hindu Bride 💳💥💳💥 DO YOU SEE THE VISION???

Hibernation would fix me

As a certified reptile, I need the former category as my personal heater pls :((

Men who are heat sources, like a sports car engine, your very own furnace. No matter the weather, he always runs hot, with enough body warmth to spare. And spare he does. Touching him is like touching is like touching the outside of a working oven, it may not burn but the temperature change is clear - and that doesn't stop when he is asleep.

Unless you are running the ac, sharing a bed with him during summer is hell. He sweats through the night, and if you're under the covers he's gonna heat up the whole space. If you're cuddling you'll both wake up sweaty and hot, it's the price you pay for wanting skin contact with a car engine.

Now, during winter he is a blessing, warming up the room and keeping you safe from the cold touch outside the covers. He runs so hot he always sleeps without a shirt, no matter the season, so you'll always get the soft touch of his skin whenever you cuddle. And winter is perfect cuddling weather, the warmth of his body drawing you in like a siren call. You almost feel like a reptile, seeking the lifesaving touch of sunlight - and in a way, during those cold winter days, this car engine of a man is your own personal sun.

OLIVER, SHIDOU, KUNIGAMI, Nagi, Bachira, Kaiser, Sae, Gagamaru

Men who are heat sinks, hands and feet always cold no matter the weather. You touch him you are gonna be the one sharing your body heat with him, not the other way around. Unless put under intense physical strain he won't sweat, his body temperature won't rise, he'll always be feeling like he could use some warmth. One one hand it's good, he'll always be seeking your touch, on the other, sleeping with a body heat vampire can be kinda chilly.

He wasn't made for winter - clearly so. You either turn up the heating or you'll have cold feet touching you and icy hands wrapped over your skin. He may sleep in a shirt, but he'd rather you slept bare, so he could have more access to the warmth of your body when you embrace. And you will embrace, it's not an option, cuddling is mandatory to your reptile of a boyfriend - he seeks you like a lizard seeks a warm rock.

During summer, though, you are the one seeking his colder touch, letting his hands suck the overbearing heat from you. He doesn't mind, the weather isn't so cruel to him. He doesn't lose the reptile like need to seek your warmth and this time you are more than happy to give. You'll be wrapped around him all summer - shirt optional this time around. You know, maybe you should start considering just moving to somewhere tropical.

RIN, CHIGIRI, NESS, Kiyora, Reo, Otoya, Yukimiya, Sendo

Me asf

i watched bungou stray dogs, which led me to vanitas no carte, and then i found yuukoku no moriarty.

conclusion: i enjoy animes with detectives, vampires, and the rivals-to-partners-but-still-rivals trope

I have two types of opinion on Isagi on this. One, that he is a respectful yet a passionate guy. And the other one is this 🤭

⋆｡˚. isagi yoichi - beware the virgin pervert

isagi doesn’t care that he’s the biggest perv on campus (nsfw)

isagi yoichi wasn’t above staring at girls in tight shirts and short skirts. in fact, he’d shamelessly stare. he especially loved when they wore thigh highs that hugged the fat of their thighs. that thought alone kept him up at night when he was alone, fisting his cock as he whispered softly from the stimulation.

he just couldn’t resist pretty girls. and it’s not like he was picky either. as long as they had tits and thighs, he would stare and damn near drool as they walked passed him.

isagi knew that his mindset wasn’t the best when it came to women and the way girls always seemed to cling to him didn’t help very much. they trusted him as if he wasn’t hoping that the wind would pick up and flip their skirts up just a bit so he could see the color of their panties.

sometimes, he’d even contemplate discreetly taking a picture beneath a girls skirt if she was standing too close to him. bachira had told him that it was great as long as he didn’t get caught, but he wasn’t as sneaky as he was.

instead, he’d burn a mental imagine into his brain and use it when he had his fat virgin cock in his hands. isagi would stroke himself, letting out small whimpers and whines as he’d get closer to his orgasm.

and even after he’d cum, he’d feel no remorse for cumming to mental images of girls he didn’t even care to remember. he could almost laugh at the way girls trusted him so blindly as if he cared about anything other than staring at their plump asses and tits.

isagi knew that he was disgusting but there wasn’t a problem with it if no one else knew, right?

Cute bf Sae 😭

since sae is canonically not knowledgeable in anything else besides soccer, i’m thinking about itoshi sae who is kind of dumbfounded when you tell him how bad your period cramps are—because he’s quite not sure how that works. but like the good boyfriend he is, sae’s initial thought is to bury his face on your lower abdomen and call it a day. nonchalantly, he will rub his head, too. he thinks he’s helping, when really…it’s not really working—in fact, the weight of his head sort of makes your body uncomfortable. oh well, who are you to make this clingy, adorable sae who’s only trying his best go away from you?

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I hope he gets a concussion coz this bitch did not just try to drown chuuya-

Holi Hai !!!!

Shyam rang mei rang du

Utare kabhi na gori rang aisa tan pe mal du aaja

Are aaja mayuri chham chham rang bhang ka hai mausam

Aaj nashe me chur dur har gam

Mast hoke masti me jhume hum

Dazai has affected my thoughts on so many things it’s scary ;-;

my parents would be very disappointed on me if they knew that my mental stability depends on a fictional character...

yoo, thoughts on bllk boys who'd probably be in a 'die for you' (by the weeknd) coded relationship/situationship? 👁👁

Oh, that's definitely the Itoshi brothers' anthem. From the vibes I'm getting from a cursory lookover at the lyrics (I've heard the song before, just never paid attention to the lyrics before) correct me if I'm wrong about what they mean lmfao. Very much Sae, and also Rin - especially Rin. The emotional constipation and communication issues paired with that kind of intense and desperate love... Yeah, that's definitely Rin.

But let's start off with the 'colder' of the two - Sae. You just know that he's not going to give you enough in the relationship, especially in the start. Honestly, I think in terms of attachment styles (if you don't know about those, look them up and take the quiz! very fun and illuminating experience... lol), he's definitely very much on the avoidant end. He comes off as icy and distant in the start, impassive and bored, and although most of the angst would be dealt with before entering into a relationship with him (hopefully...) that doesn't mean things become that much better when you guys actually become official. Not in the beginning, at least. He's definitely softer, noticeably. He teases you with that trademark dry and sarcastic wit, bestows you with lingering touches, rare and precious smiles, but that's not enough. It's just not enough. At first, you cling to every crumb like a rain-soaked shirt to skin, desperate and lovesick for any ounce of affection, and his acknowledgment of you as his girlfriend sends you soaring. But of course, as a relationship starts progressing, one would want more, and it's no different in this case. Except, trying to ask a stubborn man like him for more is difficult, and eventually, tiring. It makes you feel crazy, trying to beg him for more than the bare minimum he offers. It's not necessarily so much so that he refuses to give you more, but more so that he thinks it's pointless. He doesn't see the point in complimenting you often (that would dilute their worth and effect, he would explain), or telling you that he likes you, I mean, you should know that, right? Otherwise he wouldn't be dating you in the first place. So when you start asking him for affection and for more of his time (to go on dates and whatnot... what? You knew he was a busy guy, stop asking to go out so often especially when you know the amount of precautions he'll have to take) and all of that, he starts feeling annoyed and cornered. You're asking for too much. What, do you want him to change for you? Is what he's giving you not enough? And before long, your need for affection is dismissed as neediness by him, and he declares you to be clingy and suffocating.

And we all know Sae doesn't hold back with his words, he's harsh and cold with what he believes to be true, and although he doesn't think he's being mean he totally IS mean when he coldly dismisses you as clingy and tells you that he wants an independent partner. And when your face crumbles like that, hurt visible now where it had been brewing subtly for weeks, if not months, Sae feels something that makes him feel even worse. Guilt? Yes, guilt. But he genuinely doesn't believe he's at fault for this, for expecting you to not be so dependent on him and expect him to be the kind of lovey dovey person he just isn't. And so when you ask him if he even cares about you, in that kind of pitiful broken voice, on the verge of tears - he snaps. He tells you if what he's doing for you isn't enough, you can leave him anytime and go to someone else. Of course, that's not what he really wants. What he's really hoping for is that you'll realize what you're asking for is stupid and childish, so you'll shut up about all of that and just accept what he's giving you. And you do, you shut up. And you're quieter after that, not as affectionate anymore, withdrawing into yourself. And although he felt relieved in the beginning, soon enough your weird behaviour starts making him antsy. At first, you don't message him that much after that argument, and then soon enough, you're not messaging him first anyways. He's the one starting all of your conversations (and he realizes, then, that until then you had been the one initiating most of the conversations), and although you respond, they get drier and drier with each passing day. And now you're the busy one, and he finds himself doing the chasing - albeit subtly - for your affection and attention. He finds himself doing the exact things you were asking for back then, but it's like you're completely unaffected by it, numb to it, and he realizes with a kind of late desperation that he's losing you. And he doesn't want that - but at the same time, he doesn't know what to do anymore. I mean, isn't he doing what you asked for then? He's doing that, so what else can he do? He can't be vulnerable, so he doesn't know how to ask - beg - you to stay when he can feel you slipping through his fingers. And it kills him, to watch you grow cold towards him like this, as all he can do is seem impassive to it when he is anything but.

After all, don't you know? He might not know how to tell you that he loves you, but he would die for you. So don't just leave him like this.

Now, Rin... He's an interesting case, and he's definitely more attuned with his emotions (uhm... in a slightly twisted kind of way...) and more capable of being vulnerable than his brother (ISTJ!Sae VS INTJ!Rin). So he's definitely more introspective and willing to communicate, and if you tell him you need something/want more, he's willing to accommodate you (saying that like he wouldn't like giving you the affection you want, because he loves every part of it - although he would never admit that. Fucking embarrassing as shit) and listen to your feedback, honestly. He's even fine with a certain extent of behaviour that is very clearly and outrightly clingy or needy (in fact, considering Rin's abandonment issues and loneliness, it would soothe a large part of him even if he's a bit troubled by it in the beginning, in contrast to Sae where it would make him largely uncomfortable - at least at first. The way the two would approach affection they're not used to is very fascinating especially with the whole younger and older sibling difference - Rin wouldn't know how to react at first, but he would definitely love and crave it, since he did receive it in his childhood from Sae. Sae would probably feel more uncomfortable with it, and I feel like he's more of a giver anyways, even if he's not doing a whole lotta giving in the sense that you would want him to 💀💀💀). That's until it interferes with his soccer, though. Although I believe Rin is the type of person who would pick his partner over soccer any day if he had to, that would come after a bit of dating/a while of him being in love with you tbh. But anyways, getting back on topic.

This happy too-good-to-be situation can only work so long as you're communicative as well, though. Because as honest as Rin tends to be, blushing and glaring at you as he calls you an idiot comes more naturally to him than 'I love you's. So if you want something and you're unable to tell him, things are going to go sour quick. He's not a mind reader, so as much as he's able to pick up on your moods and so on, he doesn't know what's going on in your mind. So if you want more affection, want him to hug you and kiss you more, express his love for you more, want to go on more dates, tell him. If you don't he's not going to know that. And although he's constantly trying on his own, scheduling movie nights, inviting you out to places he thinks you'd like, holding your hand in public because that's about the only kind of PDA he's comfortable with, if you need something more, you need to tell him. If you feel lonely sometimes because he doesn't respond to you much on days with practice, that his responses end up being more dry on those days, that you want to see him more often, then tell him. Otherwise, things are going to start crumbling. Good for you, though, because Itoshi Rin is not the kind of man that goes down without a fight. If he notices you're not telling him something, as much as he'll be annoyed at that, he'll push that aside in favour of trying to get you to open up to him - after all, don't you know? How soft he is for you? He might not be all that delicate about it, but he'll try to probe and get you to communicate with him - and although he seems relatively calm and collected, you don't understand how anxious he feels, how scared he is that everything could fall apart like this. Don't you know? He'd die for you, if he had to. So stop it, don't put him through this, please. You're crying now, and it feels like his heart is being ripped apart, and all he can do is hold you gently, like you're so fragile, like what the two of you have is so fragile, and run his fingers through your hair as he calms you down. It's okay, it's going to be okay. You two can work this out - no, will, work this out. Because this has to work out, and he's not giving up without a fight. He's in your corner, he's your pillar, don't you know that? So just tell him what's wrong already, dammit. And when you open up to him about all of your worries and insecurities, that you're scared you're a burden to him and his career, or that you're a bother to him, or whatever trash you're spewing, all he does is hoarsely call you an idiot and hug you even tighter. He assures you how untrue all of your insecurities are, but he knows that's not enough, so he promises to do whatever he can to prove to you how wrong your own mind is. After all, you're unbearably precious to him. He's already so attached to you, it's too late. Whatever you need, he'll give it to you, so please, just don't leave him.

Honorary mentions; post-wildcard Kunigami, and Barou.

Post-wildcard Kunigami definitely has intimacy issues, and he'll be closed off and mentally retreat inside, making him distant in your relationship (even though he loves you so much).

Barou would be similar to Sae here, except he'd be a lot more gruff and blunt about it, although tbh if it's something he's not necessarily against (like PDA - no way in hell are you convincing him to do PDA unless you're, like, to the point of engaged or something, and even then only a little bit) you could convince him if you can make him see your point.

Being down bad for Sae be like <33

IF THAT'S WHAT YOU LIKE. i.s.

WARNINGS: nsfw, explicit smut, anal sex (w/ no condom), usage of toys, afab reader (also having long-ish hair). AUTHOR'S NOTE: another repost :,> sae making you his anal princess is so heavy on my mind

sae doesn’t think of himself as greedy by any means, and to be fair, neither do you. there’s no reason for his ambition and drive to be misplaced as something so trivial and empty.

the only exception to this simple trait of his nature is no other than you. perhaps, you’re the single thing that can make the collected midfielder ache and yearn for more than he’d ever bargained for, but then again - could you blame him?

sae’s never had a chance to deny you in the first place. not with the way your crystalline gaze locks with his as you glance over your shoulder, hair fanned out across the silk sheets and lips forming the sweetest praises he’s ever heard.

airy moans melt into each slick sound that resonates in the room when he works the glass toy in and out of your tight hole, and truth be told, it might be just enough to make him cum untouched.

“feels good, doesn’t it?” the redhead hums, and if you didn’t know him any better, you probably wouldn’t notice how his voice cracks. he’s losing composure, fast. “you’re taking it so well, love. who would’ve thought.”

the way sae’s so vocal is already enough proof on how worked up he really is. well- there’s also the steadily tightening grip on your ass as he spreads the cheeks further apart, and then again the heavy amounts of pre that seep down the swollen head of his cock, which twitches desperately at each of your little whimpers.

in the end, sae might be anything but collected around you - definitely so when you’re so eager in giving him the one thing that gets him off the most.

now, he might not be greedy, but he definitely is intense and unrelenting - that you’ve learnt early on in your relationship, when he had no restraints about showing you exactly what he likes. it was refreshing, in a way, how he’d easily handle your body into whatever position he thought could feel good, or make sure you had a toy at hand for when he was away. sae wasn’t loud - anything but, actually - but he made it up to you by being passionate, and always got his message through with actions instead of words.

(i like hearing you, you’d say, to which the midfielder would only snort – but the blush that stains the apples of his cheeks ruins his disguise entirely. he’s eased into it, eventually, but it’s still unfairly rare.)

he never pressured you into anything, although he was a bit uneasy when he first thought that you might feel just the opposite. you have talked about this once or twice before, but really, no words could get his point across as well as the way his hands did, always kneading or slapping the tender flesh of your ass; thumb ghosting over the ignored hole, all on display and twitching with need as his cock sinks deep into your cunt. (you never did mind.)

“tight,” sae would grunt against your ear, body curled on top of yours and chest snugly pressed to your back all the while his middle finger prods at all the right spots. “wonder how you’d- ah- feel ‘round me instead.”

you’d always cum just a little harder, too, when stuffed on both ends. no matter whether it was sae’s fingers or a pretty, svarowski-jewelled plug, resting heavy between your silky walls; it was unlike anything else you’ve ever experienced before, and it brought you to heavenly tears more often than not.

perhaps, it was also the scorching hot desire, simmering behind the familiar emerald gaze, that made your entire body seize with pleasure each time he took that much more of you. it was only natural, really, to have your body react this way to seeing sae so riled up, teetering off the edge this much easier the more of him was inside of you.

it didn’t take long to give in, not at all. took you even less to love it.

“s’ good, sae,” you mewl, lashes stuck together from the wetness that clings to your lids, “so - hah- full!” as if purposely, the high pitched moan leaves you just in time with sae slipping the glass dildo out, slowly, letting you feel every nook and cranny of the gently beaded shape. your hips stutter, tits pressing further into the mattress as you huff, vision just slightly blurry as you watch him over your shoulder.

“full?” the midfielder echoes, the amused lilt to his tone making your cunt squeeze with need. “c'mon, you’ve taken more than that.” it’s breathy, the way his words trail off when he swallows thickly and gaze zeroes in on how you bite down on your bottom lip.

he sets the toy to the side, pretty pink glass glimmering in the sheer bedside lights, all the while his eyes slip to the sight in front instead. sae sucks in a breath, chest seizing with lust and it’s barely a few seconds before his thumb dips past the rim of your stretched entrance, fluttering around the digit when it slips in with little resistance. you choke on a breath, saccharine moans stifled back as you turn your face to stuff it into the fluffy covers, and sae wraps a hand around the base of his cock upon hearing the desperate little noises.

giving himself a few strokes, slow and languid as to not bring himself too close to the edge so quickly, he groans, shoulders squaring when your walls squeeze down on the single digit. it’s hard to put any thoughts together, yet alone speak them out loud - even the filthiest of them, dressed in low grunts and whispers that feel all too hot on your skin. instead, he lets out a sound that resembles something between a hum and whine, and slides his finger out, only to smack the hand across your cheek.

you gasp into the soft covers, fists instinctively tightening in the material upon the sharp sting.

“fuck-” the hunger is almost palpable, rough on your doughy flesh when his fingers dig deep into it, sure to leave bruises tomorrow. wet, lewd sounds bounce off the walls with each drag of sae’s fist along his aching, leaking cock, the grip doing pathetically little to ease the borderline frustrating throb.

he doesn’t want to wait anymore, really, and so, he leans down and earns himself a squeal when his tongue laps along the fluttering hole – just once, but it’s deliberate and precise. the muscle feels hot against your sensitive entrance when you jerk forwards at the sheer force sae presses himself into your behind, head growing more fuzzy with each passing second and desperate, messy lick and slurp.

his name is merely a chant on your lips, spit bubbling at the corners of your mouth with how lewd it still feels despite it not being the first time. maybe it’s just the vibrations that sae’s groans send right down your heat, or the steady yet quiet shlick of the firm strokes he graces himself with. either way, it has your eyes rolling backwards, hips pushing back against your boyfriend’s face all the while the fire in the very pit of your tummy ignites.

sae would’ve loved to eat you until your throat’s sore from all the airy, sugared moans and hips barely able to keep upright – but fuck, he needs you bad, and so, he has to take you now, before he makes a mess of himself like an all too eager virgin. he’s breathless by the time he pulls away but fairly enough, so are you, and he wastes no time in sitting back upright.

he’s gotten you messy enough, but there’s no such thing as enough slick, never – definitely not with his size – and so, he cranes his neck slightly lower again when he spits, a thick glob landing ever so slightly to the left of your hole, but slipping down with ease anyway. you feel it drip all the way down to your clit, sticking to your folds and warm on the throbbing, hardened bud that all but screams for just a ghost of stimulation.

“breathe,” sae mutters as a reminder and the sound barely makes it to your conscious through the white noise ringing in your ears. but then, there’s also the familiar feeling of the spongy, silky head of his cock nudging right against the tight rim, teasingly slipping further down to catch between your folds to which you keen and cry with protest.

to be fair, he would’ve grabbed you by the back of your neck and remind you to behave, whore, if it was any other circumstances – but, well, there’s no denying that sae does slip into this sort of haze when he’s about to fuck you in the ass, and so, he forgoes the mean treatment. (it sounds silly, and maybe it is – but there’s no greater compliment than knowing you quite literally fuck him dumb, until stuffing you full is the only thought that remains in that leveled head of his.)

instead, he pushes his hips forward, and though there is a bit of a resistance still, sae thrusts in so smoothly and deep, all at once, that he’s pretty damn sure you’ve been molded just for him. made just to take him, all the way up until it feels like he’s in your throat and you might as well choke on how much this is.

“ohhh-” sae’s pretty sure you’re tearing up - saccharine, stupidly big droplets sinking into the sheets, leaving a puddle to match the drool stains he’s also quite certain you’re leaving behind. “s- sae,” you hiccup, shoulders trembling and hips stuttering in a way that resembles an animal in heat. cute.

“i know,” he sucks in a breath, pulling backwards midway, then rutting himself into you again – slower this time, but it only makes you feel the heavy weight of his cock even more as it almost tauntingly presses against the spots that make your body turn limp. “i know, baby, it’s a lot.”

it’s rare – having him say this much, and none of it degrading you to the point of shameful arousal boiling under your skin – but it’s fair enough, you guess, when you’re being this good while fulfilling his favorite fantasy. sae seems aware of this, too, cause soon enough he rests both hands on your waist, giving the flesh a firm squeeze – a reassurance of sorts, cause fuck, you’re squeezing him so tight he can barely move, and so he’s sure it still must hurt just the slightest bit – before both large palms ease their way down and grab at the swell of your hips.

a hand slides to flatten on the small of your back, urging it into an even deepen arch and your chest hollows with how it only makes everything feel so much more intense. he’s barely started moving and the initial sting of how much your hole has to stretch around his girth still hasn’t let up – yet the all too familiar warmth starts to rapidly build up already, the knot in your abdomen unrelenting, only growing stronger.

your breaths come out in little pants as you desperately and quite shamelessly grab at the white sheets, as pale as your knuckles when your grip tightens. sae knows it, notices with all senses that you’re just shy of hitting your orgasm, and despite the way his jaw slacks and hips stay unrelenting in their rhythm – slightly slower than usual, but oh so deep and firm instead – he manages to force out a laugh, one that’s only ever demeaning, but this time sounds more encouraging than anything else.

“cumming already?” sae taunts, only answered with a choked cry, airy yet thick with tears. he runs a hand all the way down your spine until it rests around your nape, upper body draping over yours just slightly as the additional weight he puts on you only drives him even deeper, “go on, little one. ‘m right there with you.”

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