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#bro i want a hug too
crystallizsch · 2 months
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lil hug from the prefect
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iwaasfairy · 11 months
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tw incest, coercion, jealousy
thinking about osamu and how much he likes leaving you a shaking little mess on his cock, definitely osamu nii who rubs it in atsumu's face that you sleep in his bed and hold his hand and will sit down on his lap at the end of a long day
big strong osamu who makes you push your thighs around his cock as he fucks into them from below, and osamu who slides his long fingers into your little pussy when he's showering with you and almost making your knees give out, and osamu who taught you how to kiss and how fun it is to slide your big brother's thick cock down your throat until you're lightheaded and crying
osamu who's wanted to be a husband and a big strong man ever since he understood what it was and makes you giggle by pecking your cheeks and pulling you behind his body when other men look at you and that same osamu who wants nothing more than to see your lips glossy and falling open with desperate whines when he fucks the raw head of his cock into you for hours until you can't even stay awake
atsumu can keep his girlfriends and flings. because he's so obviously jealous when you 'niichan, niichan' him into submission, but you can't help but return to osamu's strong arms and little coos of his love, or when you call yourself samu nii's wife just like he spent years training you to accept <333
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hivemindscape · 1 year
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saw that super wholesome video of a girl reuniting with her brothers and thought   ✨✨  Hug Refs  ✨✨  leaving the context of this up to you, i wonder what you cook up :'D
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dizzybevvie · 11 months
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"Kingdom Hearts is so complicated" "Nomura made it up as he went along" "KH makes no sense" Have you considered that Riku is 15 and autistic and gay bc if you do I think itll change things
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sherbetyy · 8 months
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my reaction to ppl hating on some human designs for the main 3 bc they aren’t conventionally attractive 🖕🖕
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apile0fb0nes · 24 days
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Hi guys I finished this!!!
Took my 7 hours 💀
I was gonna shade this but I looked at it and just went “I am NOT shading this oh god oh no please I am not gonna do this to myself” so I didn’t lmaooo
Anyways! I doubt I’ll draw in this style ever again. I loved drawing in it though! It was fun. Now I’m off to draw a new GOOBER of an oc I just got from a friend 😁
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I do appreciate that my bbf likes my smartass, bookish, and got her shit together side the same way he likes my obvious, cute, and stupid by accident side. I can do both after all.
And sex is great but have you ever build lego houses together with your brother? Picked stickers for your bujo? Played board games?
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I don't think words can express how I absolutely love it when Riku yells at Tenn about something but also how much pain and suffering that gives me
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wibble-wobbegong · 2 years
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i love angst but also im about to start bawling my eyes out at the thought of mike and will confessing and they’re together and now when they go home and sit in their rooms and think about each other instead of feeling awful there’s so much joy and love and excitement. i wanna see them kicking their feet and twirling their hair and listening to love songs in their rooms and grinning like giant stupid idiots fr like nothing else is this important to me you don’t understand
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mirrortouchedsea · 10 months
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Everyone tells me to just stay the same (but it's not like that)
Word count: 1640
Summary: Hinata finally decides to tell Rinne about his past at Yumenosaki. CW for Setsubun mentions, identity issues, and mentions of abuse
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Hinata isn’t entirely sure what compels him to send a message to the leader of Crazy:B. Rinne Amagi had a habit of doting on him and treating him like another younger brother, which he knew Yuta wasn’t a big fan of. Yuta would often call Rinne a bad influence on Hinata, but Rinne was also one of the only people who treated him like a normal kid. 
It was kind of addicting in a way. It wasn’t just Rinne who had treated him like that either. The rest of Crazy:B had taken him in as one of their juniors (despite the fact that Kohaku was younger than Hinata) and Alkaloid, or at least Hiiro, had taken a liking to him as well. He treasured those nights that he spent with Niki and Hiiro playing video games and snacking on homemade sweets late into the night. 
Maybe it shouldn’t have been surprising that the first person he texted was Rinne on the anniversary of Setsubun. It had only been a year and yet it felt so much longer than that. He was grateful that the year since then had been filled with smiles and warmth, much more than years previous had been. The Amagi brothers were partially responsible for that change in his life. 
Rinne responded quickly and asked if he’s alright since he doesn’t normally send cryptic messages like this in the middle of the day. He said he’ll be there in 15 minutes after debriefing with his unit. 
Hinata didn’t bother replying to that, instead opting to just tell Rinne everything when he gets to the rooftop garden with him. He needed to figure out exactly what he wanted to tell Rinne anyway. It’s not in the older man’s nature to judge people based on things they can’t control, and he would understand a lot of Hinata’s own problems…probably. Rinne also wasn’t fond of showing weakness in front of other people. 
Hinata sat at the edge of the garden, towards the back. Being so high up reminded him of that day, but this was almost cathartic in a way. He was in a better place now, with people who didn’t know about that incident at all and cared for him as his own person. As much as he knew Yuta didn’t like the nickname Rinne gave him, it was a comfort for Hinata. 
Hina, such a simple nickname and yet it was a breath of fresh air, a new start, and here he was about to change everything. He just hoped that Rinne wouldn’t change how he talked with Hinata afterwards. 
Hinata was dangling his feet over the edge, looking down at the bustling street below when Rinne finally sat beside him. 
“What’s up, Hina? Somethin’ on your mind?” Rinne’s voice was gentle today, soft and even. Such a strange contrast to the Rinne most people knew. 
“Mmm, you could say that,” he replied, not looking at the older man. “Rinne, have you ever felt like…people don’t see you for you?” 
Rinne chuckled. “Every damn day Hina. Even back home…” he trailed off. Hinata knew not to push that topic. 
The two of them were like peas in a pod in that sense. 
Hinata laughed too. “Yeah, I knew you’d get it.” 
They sat in silence for a few minutes, Rinne waiting patiently for Hinata to keep going and Hinata searching for the words to say. But just having someone else there helped keep him from spiraling too much. 
“I just…feel like people wouldn’t miss me if I was gone, because they see me and Yuta-kun as the same person. It hurts a lot but I don’t know what to do about it because…I feel the same way. Like Yuta-kun and I are one person in two, but that’s not true anymore. I try to keep telling myself that we’re different but it’s hard to change how you think when it’s all you’ve ever known.  
Yuta-kun has so many friends and is always laughing and smiling with them and I want to be like that too, but after ah…” 
“After what, Hina?” 
“After Setsubun fes, people started treating me like I would break at any moment. I’m not grandma’s fine china or anything that will break if you handle it too roughly! But everyone at Yumenosaki can’t seem to get past that video.” 
Hinata still couldn’t look at Rinne, but he knew Rinne was confused. He hadn’t known about Setsubun at all. Of course he hadn’t, he didn’t go to school with them and was much too old to have been there at the same time as Hinata even if he had. It’s why he was drawn to him in the first place, along with his roommates, Niki and Hiiro. 
“Ah, sorry. You don’t have any idea what I’m talking about, do you?” 
“Not a clue.” 
“Long story short, I had a mental breakdown on the roof of the school last year and…it was filmed and everyone at the school saw it. It’s not like I had much of a choice in the distribution either, so everyone was just watching me like I wasn’t a real person.” 
Rinne moved a hand to Hinata’s back and began rubbing gentle circles between his shoulder blades. There were damp spots on Hinata’s cheeks. He rubbed his eyes with his hands balled up in fists. Why did his lowest moment have to be broadcast to everyone he knew? Why was it made to seem like a spectacle for people to watch and not do anything to help? Even after his monologue to his brother making it clear that he didn’t want to be treated like the same person anymore and not knowing how to distinguish himself without just moving into the background, nobody offered him help. 
He was drowning in the unknown and it took the creation of ES and Crazy:B for him to find a lighthouse to guide him to somewhere safe. Even when Crazy:B was against the entire world, hated by everyone, Rinne and the other members never once hurt 2wink. After their collaboration at the nightclub Rinne had taken a liking to Hinata. He was there for him to lean on when he wasn’t sure about the direction of his unit or how to be a big brother or a good senior to the new first years or just how to navigate life. 
At some point, Rinne had pulled Hinata into a side hug and just let him cry into his side. Hinata leaned into the touch and allowed himself to let it all out. 
Rinne’s hugs were always warm. 
It took several minutes of crying before Hinata ran out of tears. His sobs turned to sniffles and he pulled his legs to his chest. 
“You didn’t deserve any of that, Hina.” Rinne’s voice was serious, but not cold. It was a warm honey-sweetened tea on a rainy day. 
Another stretch of silence. Hinata’s head was spinning and numb and full of cotton. 
“But…I know how it feels. When I was younger, I had to keep my emotions in check, especially in front of other people. Any sign of weakness was always punished by my father. ‘A good leader doesn’t cry’ he would tell me. 
When my mom died, I was…eight or nine. I couldn’t cry at her funeral and when we returned home I just couldn’t hold it in anymore. I’ll spare you the details but he punished me severely. I never wanted Hiiro-kun to see me like that again and I made myself stop feeling. It felt like I was just there to be the next leader of the village, never allowed to be myself. 
What I’m tryin’ to say here is that I get it. I know how it feels for people to try and put you in a box that doesn’t fit, and how they treat you when you finally break. It’s okay to be frustrated and angry that it happened, but you can’t let it consume you. Show the world that Hinata Aoi is his own person, that you aren’t just that video and that you’re here to stay.” 
Hinata sniffled and leaned more into Rinne’s touch. 
“Thanks, Rinne-senpai. It means a lot, heh. I guess we all have our own burdens to carry.” 
“Yeah. Life is about learning to carry them and not let them drag you down. If it gets too heavy, I’ll be there to pick you back up and carry it for you.” 
“You don’t have to go that far, Rinne-senpai. How will I learn to carry my burdens if you take them for yourself? Wouldn’t that just make it heavier on you?” 
“I’ll take on everyone’s burdens if it means they get to smile just for one moment. I’ll fight fate itself if that’s what it takes.” 
“I’m not sure why, but I believe that you would find a way to do that, even though most people would say it’s impossible.” 
“Thanks for believing in me, Hina.” 
Hinata laughed, Rinne lightened the mood just enough that he felt like everything was at peace for the moment. His cheeks were stained with tears and his eyes would be puffy and red when he returned to the dorm, but at least he’d be smiling. 
Even if the world was against them, Hinata could count on Rinne at least being in their corner no matter what. Rinne was a lighthouse to people like Hinata, a steady light in the rocky ocean saying that someone is there, watching out for you. 
Despite the front that he put up and how he had a bad habit of pushing people away, Rinne was always there when it mattered. 
Hinata fell asleep curled up on the rooftop as Rinne hummed a gentle melody from his hometown. And everything was right with the world. 
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baconcolacan · 4 months
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I really wish the binary genders weren’t socialized so differently sometimes. It’s so easy to cuddle up with my girl friends and even say I love you to them, but not with my guy friends….it makes me kinda sad
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chartreuxcatz · 26 days
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*blinks*
Bro, idk what I am.
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nonnybutverygay · 3 months
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Losing my shit, Now that I'm playing UT Yellow I like Starlo even more, he's so babygirl........................................
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withoutalice · 2 days
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Guys i normally don't yap about this but i was reminded of it when my bf came over the other day-
He admitted to me that he felt like he was forcing me to be around him (which isn't true - if anything i'm the one who's really forward lol).
And while i believe everyone should be held accountable and that statistics exist - teenage boys are demonized in the school system. They are often collectively punished as a gender through high school (this include FTMs in my experience). The phrase "boys will be boys" is lessening the errors of serious bullies and generalizing a whole group of children of different backgrounds and emotional levels to just one gendered expression.
It just made me very sad that he said he was scared of being perceived as a threat to me (or even accidentally hurting me) because of our difference in stature (a solid one foot height difference 💀). I think it's because of how adults ignore the actual emotional depth of boys (includes FTM!!!) since "they're more simple" or they need to grow up on their own to be a "real man".
All teenagers need guidance. And between Covid isolation to the prevalence of online communities trying to lead young people astray to capitalize off of insecurities and strip them of humanity (look at the language used in self-help programs online - it's blantantly objectifying!) that guidance is needed now more than ever.
Behavior is learned but humanity is innate and needs to be cultivated...
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cloudsourcing · 30 days
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for once, I want to want someone who wants me back and isn’t afraid of it!!! im too passionate for reservedness!! I need us to be mutually ravenous for each other …..
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kitsunegdx · 1 year
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Pretty people
Thinking bout… pretty people. Just pretty, you know?
Pretty people I’ve dated and their scars and little quirks.
Pretty people I’m friends with who got smiles and voices that brighten my day.
Pretty people who got big friends groups to form a functional human being and look out for each other.
Pretty people who live in my head rent free metaphorically and literally.
I am also thinking of pretty people who just know how to appreciate small things in life to help make the world a lil happier for themselves. I don’t think they know that makes them extra pretty.
Pretty people who got eyes and don’t have eyes. Any color even it brings them all together
Pretty people who’s minds are perceiving the horrors while they act like it’s normal. Those pretty people are more common than you think.
Pretty people who got little features that culminate to make them whole be it stuff they can control like how they style their hair, to stuff they can’t, like having an extra finger.
Pretty people who aren’t people at all. Those are in my head too.
Pretty people can come in many different forms be it size, shape, voices, from a stranger on a subway to even text on a screen.
Pretty people are all around us, it’s a matter of taking in the small stuff that makes them whole.
Why are people so pretty?
Why are you so pretty?
#uh oh kit’s in love with all her friends at once again#I’m just- *sigh* it’s hard thinking about the homies and wondering if they appreciate themselves the way I see them#I have vagued a few but… man why are people so pretty?#I want to just hold them and wonder about it…#might pin this#so all my friends and mutuals can see#to ramble a bit I have friends with burn scars on their body that I find pretty- ex lovers now friends who feel not enough#in the bodies they have but it’s like- bro I just think you are so pretty I want to accent that natural beauty you have#man I wanna help my friends feel pretty in their body but alas I’m a college student#don’t tell one of them but I’m hoping that when I get my career that I can put money to the side to help her get the presentation of gender#that she wants like- I just wanna help them so much bro to see that I am out here with a heart full of love and pockets I’m working on fill-#ing to help them figure out how pretty they are#*sigh* this probably doesn’t make sense but I just think they are so pretty like- all of them#even my mutuals be pretty too with words n just hanging around like- I fucking see you bro#i’m in my feels#I’m feelin this bro#I want to like- so badly hold and hug them all like- even if you don’t like hugs I will stand to the side and give you the most approving#thumbs up I can because I fuckin love them bro they are my homies they have been with me through#thicc and thin and thick again like- AAAA#I just really love them they are my besties and like I wanna sob maybe cry a little over how much I love the#them they are just so much good people and I care for them a lot#this post doesn’t make a lot of sense but they are so good#Also pretty is the only word I can use to describe people and it means so much when I use it#it isn’t just that they are pretty they bring me joy beyond belief and I wanna cry
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