I Feel Like Suguru Never Broke The Habit Of Eating Candy/drinking Soda After Eating Curses.

this is the post that inspired the choso thing btw :3 immediately thought of my cutie patootie angel boy when i saw it

i can’t get over boys saying “thank you” during sex. in response to praise or to pleasure. i just love it.

i am verrryyyy nanami brained rn

People need to learn the difference between AFAB (assigned female at birth) and Fem. “AFAB reader!” “SHE” THERE IS A DIFFERENCE. Just because someone was born a girl doesn’t mean they are a girl, y’all need to think critically

I wish you could do voice notes on here and I could rant ab little things and it’d be like we’re all on the phone

A good friend group is one that can be confused for a polycule

soaking in the bath while toji sits on top of the toilet seat bc he’s a big baby and can’t handle how hot you like your water.

you’re on your phone or reading a book, the skin above the water dewy from the steam and he just watches you. he watches as your head lulls to the side with a sigh before your breathing steadies. he’d think you were asleep if he didn’t know you any better, but he did.

he’d normally tease you, say something about how he didn’t know cpr if you fell asleep in the bath… but he doesn’t. instead he matches his breathing with yours (anything to make himself feel closer to you in the quiet moment) and leans against the back of the toilet. he’s content with watching you until your skin got all pruny. after all, isn’t that what he’ll be doing years from now anyway?

Being a pro censorship ao3 user is so insanely cringe. Either use the (incredibly effective and well designed) filtering system to avoid seeing the shit you don't like or stop complaining. Leave the pro censorship rhetoric to Wattpad or smth

“you don’t believe that sex is the most intimate thing that two can do together?” you repeat sukuna’s previous words with a raised eyebrow, skepticism lacing every word you spoke.

“i had concubines before i was devoted to you. do you really think i see intercourse as something significant?” he doesn’t even spare you a glance, all four of his eyes focused on carefully peeling the fruits resting in the bowl in front of him (mangoes, to be specific. a special order he put in with uraume for you). your eyes narrow at his words.

“so you don’t see intercourse with me as something significant?” that earns you a roll of his eyes.

“i don’t recall those words leaving my lips, woman.” he glances at you with a bored look, already much too used to your antics and the nonsensical conclusions you often pulled from his words (“it’s called reading in between the lines, ryo.” you had insisted. he chose not to debate you on it).

he sighs when you go silent, seemingly waiting for an explanation from him that would fix the small pout gracing your lips. he would’ve let you sulk if you were anybody else, but you weren’t.

“i realize the significance humans place on it now that i am yours, but i partook in the act purely for pleasure before you. it was simply to fulfill my fleshly desires.” he doesn’t need to look at you to know that the frown on your face still hasn’t faltered. in fact, the displeased look on your face probably only deepened upon the mention of him being intimate with other women.

“human customs are foolish, that will never change.” his hand lifts to your lips, a cube of mango held delicately between his fingers. he continues speaking only after feeding you the fruit.

“but if my stubborn little wife sees it as something of importance, then it shall be so.” he says the last part with a sense of finality, as if it was a part of his life that he accepted a long, long time ago.

you contemplate his words for a moment, your posture easing against the lavish pillows of your shared bed. you stall on swallowing the piece of fruit on your tongue, considering a question in that ever curious mind of yours.

“what’s significant to you, ryo?”

he pauses for a brief moment but doesn’t answer, simply bringing another piece of fruit up to your lips (whether the action was out of care or to keep your mouth occupied was unclear).

his lack of an answer was as good of an answer as any, though.

this was significant to him. the way he cut and fed you soft fruit with hands that had slaughtered armies, handling you as if you were made of fine china. never yelling, never arguing.

the king of curses devoted himself to you because deep in his heart he acknowledged his subservience to you.

that is what’s significant to him.

he takes it like a good girl fs

These days I have been working on other drawings and finishing the ones I had pending, this is one of them, which joins the collection I already have 🤣

okay hi here to tell another story that happened to me and connect it to a character LMAO except this time i’m switching up the fandom on yall so….. srry (not rlly ^^)

so i work fast food (gross) as a cashier (even grosser) and this guy comes in right. i’m sooo bad at eye contact (autism) so i usually keep my eyes on the register or their hands or literally anywhere but their face!! but i take a glance at this guy and he’s like. definition of a loser, like vaguely suggestive anime girl tshirt and all right.

so idk whyyy but my brain decided to fully lock in on this poor man so i grab what he needed and hand it to him. this man is like significantly taller than me btw!!! so i look up at him when he thanks me (full eye contact!!!) and give him the sweetest smile i can muster and tell him ur welcome.

WHEN I TELL U this man was alr staring at me before i even looked up and gave the shyest most like receptive smile i think ive ever seen a man give me i was like oh!! heheheheheheh

anyways connecting this to shigaraki in my brain bc tell me he wouldn’t fold for a pretty girl that smiled at him like that like plssssss