New Choso Illustration By Gege 💜

📬 🍜 キスさせて . . (>_★) [REQ]

🍂 you know that my train could take you home.

reminder that 30 isn’t old, it’s very normal to not accomplish everything in your 20s, and that it is never too late to learn that thing you’ve always wanted to learn. you’re always growing. that’s a good thing. 

valentine’s day series — miya atsumu

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omg they're having a cunt off (gojo is winning, sorry geto)

　✧　　　˚　 　☘️⁺　　✎𖨂　 　완벽한 날씨,　딱 맞는　playlist

　✧　　　˚　 　🎀⁺　　✎𖨂　 　오늘의 selfie,　i　say,　 "I'm　lucky"

"I'm already gone, so why not save yourself?"

There is no dentist alive that could unhinge my teeth from his waist.

When you pull into the driveway, Kita is hanging the laundry. He takes his time, pulling sheets from a wicker basket and clothespinning them to the wire. In the other basket, swaddled tight, is your baby girl. She sleeps so well for a newborn- you're grateful for that.

"You're home early," Kita says as you get out of the car, voice soft so as to not wake his daughter. You hop out of the car and join him, letting your husband kiss your cheek.

"Well," You try to keep your tone level. "They told me I can't get an IUD today."

The corners of his mouth twitch up. "Oh, really?"

He kisses you again, this time on the lips, then does it again and again. You almost fall for his affections and forget that you're annoyed with him.

Almost.

"Yeah." You let out a sigh. "Turns out my womb is already occupied."

Kita erupts into a smile, all pink cheeks and straight teeth and laughter. His impatient hands urge you closer, pulling you by the hips into him, urging for another, deeper kiss- but you deny him with a hand to the chest.

"At least pretend you aren't happy, Shinsuke."

"How could I be anything but?" He doesn't take the joy from his voice. "The love of my life is giving me a second beautiful child. How far along?"

Kita hadn't been thrilled at the idea of you getting the implant. He had wanted your second child to be close in age to your first, while you had wanted a five year gap. An IUD seemed like the smartest choice for you, but it turns out your husband is faster than you thought.

"8 weeks." You playfully punch his arm, but he just laughs. "Our daughter's only 4 months! How am I eight weeks?"

"Well, farmers are good at planting seed on fertile field."

"Shinsuke!" You wrinkle your nose at that.

"I should have known." He squeezes your hips before moving his hands to your stomach. There's a dreamy, starry look in his eyes, one that makes your heart flutter a bit too hard. "You're glowing. You always glow when you're carrying my baby."

Ugh. There's the real reason you're pregnant again. Kita gives you that look and your legs just want to fall open.

"Babies," you correct. "Looks like twins."

"Auspicious."

m. osamu is a family man.

everything that revolves around domesticity, he yearns it, cherishes it even. there’s something special about soft intimacy that you share with your beloved one that your share with no other, and he lives for it.

so when you surprises him by entering his shop, the door creak that make his head turn, wondering who can be presenting at such hour and he sees you, a spent look on your face coming after your work, he smiles. he couldn’t dream of something better at the moment, and after a tiring day, reuniting with his loved one make his heart swell in relief.

big comforting arms cages you in a doting embrace, welcoming your presence that he waited for, calloused hands trailing up your back to your neck and caressing it lovingly, all acts of love for you. he begrudgingly frees away from your form that he adores so much, and walks back to the counter, rests his palm on his chin as you prop yourself on the bar stool, and start asking about you day.

he would, for nothing in the world, trade that moment for anything. Peering up at you fondly as you jabber with fervor, he realizes that he really wants a family with you. in his deepest imaginations and dreams, whenever a family figure become visible and that it’s about a mother, nothing else but your reflection appears.

and he knows what you’ll do next. he knows that you’ll pester him because he doesn’t listen to you or doesn’t pay much attention to your gossiping, seeming too lost in his thoughts. so, he simply lets out a breathy chuckle before running a thumb on your cheek and kissing you softly on the other.

you just don’t know yet that he’ll propose to you the next month.

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i kinda wanna elaborate even more later