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okkalo · 10 months
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midnight celebration
bonten sanzu x reader
genre(s): fluff with a bit of angst and suggestion
warnings: fem reader, reader and sanzu share a birthday, reader shorter than sanzu, slight suggestion
found out me and sanzu share the same birthday and kept thinking of scenarios
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you felt insane. the clock struck midnight and here both you and your boyfriend were in the kitchen, sanzu in a suit while you in that silk dress he bought you last week, both singing happy birthday to each other. you guessed it was a side effect for dating someone like sanzu because deep down you enjoyed the feeling of insanity.
“happy birthday to us.” you both finished the song in a not-so-much harmony, goofy grins on both faces as you both stared at each other with the same lively eyes despite the time of the day. after finishing off the prolonged last note, sanzu pulled you in by the waist, letting one hand explore your waist covered in the thin silk while the other tilted your jaw to give a perfect angle for the slow and indulgent kiss he meets your lips with. your smiles are still matched, making the kiss somewhat sloppy, but you couldn’t care less as you ran one hand up his covered bicep and your other hand stayed glued to his chest. even after you separated from the kiss you kept the smile on your face before turning to the convenience store paired with empty wine glasses that sat on the counter.
“y’look so pretty, baby.” sanzu whispered out, angling his face so his lips landed on the crook of your neck while his hand stayed wrapped around your waist. you tilted your head to the side, easily giving him more access to your neck while your hands busied themselves with opening the small container of the cake. he continued to trail kisses on your sensitive spots before you could give a reluctant nudge to get his attention back, to which he, just as reluctantly, slipped away from you. you then slid him his own wine glass while you held your own, something you insisted on including merely just to scoop the cake with—something you’ve seen on tiktok that just dirties more dishes when at home but you found it cute nonetheless.
he gave you a soft nudge, signaling you to go for the first scoop, to which you immediately listened to. though the scoop was as satisfying as you had watched, you proportioned the small cake wrong, taking far too big of a scoop and leaving a sliver behind for sanzu.
“you just took the whole damn cake,” sanzu, as dramatic as always with you, muttered with furrowed eyebrows. “bet that’s why you wanted to do this glass thing, just so you could take a bigger scoop and leave me with nothing.” despite his over dramatic speech he let up a small smile at your giggles that bounced off the kitchen walls.
“enjoy the small piece.” you further teased after recovering from the fit of giggles that was caused by both sandy’s dramatic behavior and lack of sleep. sanzu’s smile immediately dropped along with his jaw as he sent you a glare.
“yeah, right. i know i didn’t go to that sketchy ass store for you to steal the cake anyways, so share,” you let another giggle slip past your lips before walking over to him with your filled wine glass and resting your back to your chest, a way of forfeit. soon after, you scooped a smaller piece of the cake up with the fork and lifted it above your head, waiting for sanzu to take the first bite. at lack of movement is when you turned body over to give him a confused look.
“the first bite is yours, baby,” you further say while motioning the fork in your hand.
“oh, i get the princess treatment today?” you let out a snort at his question before giving him a nod. you watched as a smile filled the gap between his scars and his eyes flitted to the fork to indulge in the first bite. you watched to see his reaction to the cake after he had taken a bite, skeptical of the cake that came from the ‘sketchy store’, which is really why you gave him the first bite.
“well? how is it?” you questioned at the lack of his reaction, causing his eyes to drop to you. instead of answering, he instead dipped down to meet you with a kiss. you gave a little sound of surprise at the sudden kiss before moving back and breaking the kiss.
“would rather have you,” he mumbled, already chasing after your lips before you can even open your mouth to question his actions. a small smile made its way on your face at his voice before giving in and meeting him for the next kiss. you set the glass and silverware aside, now using your empty hands to throw around his neck while his kneaded the silk cover at your hips. the kiss started slow but progressively got faster as more desire coated both of your lips. it was when sanzu’s hands had gone up to undo the tie of silk ribbon around your neck when his phone loudly rang, effectively ruining the moment.
you both separated from the kiss, sanzu sending you an apologetic look before it quickly turned to one of annoyance while fishing his phone off the counter. you could only offer a small sigh before resting your head against his chest in hope you would be able to continue after the phone call. though, much to your despair you felt his fingers that had been rubbing your back still, a telltale sign that he had to leave. you let way for a heavier sigh, wanting him to know of your annoyance even if it wasn’t his fault. you broke away from his gentle grasp, walking back to your shared bedroom to change into something more comfortable and reasonable at the hour of the night.
it was after you had changed and brushed through your tangled hair when sanzu creeped into the bedroom with an apologetic look. he usually would be annoyed at the inconvenience, though with it having happened so many times he couldn’t help but feel sorry for you. he knows you deserve better. but in hope that he could somehow reason you to continue loving him, he mutters a soft apology while pulling you into a tight hug, leaving a kiss on the crown of your head. he gives you a kiss, one he’s surprised you return back to him, before walking out of your shared apartment, leaving you behind.
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severely unedited thanks for reading!
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roseytoesy · 2 months
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ayeee just wanted to come around and say hello! I hope YOU are having a wonderful day!
Thank you! Sorry for letting this sit in my inbox for a while! Also recently followed you as a small recommendation from my bf @abellyfulloffriends since you reblog lots of nice sfw content and such.
Anyways, life is ok. Just struggling to get a job/specific food science internship for the summer. Kinda demoralized due to that but I’ll be ok. Been kinda drifting away from vore in general but it’s still a wonderful story and trope! I hope everyone else is doing good out there! Love you guys!
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rememberthelaughtermp3 · 11 months
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here she is my pride and joy
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freakadr0id · 2 years
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Well, this is it. The cute little frog show I once dismissed as just another silly cartoon only to become one of my favorite shows has officially ended. Cheers were yelled, jaws were dropped and tears were shed. I have so many thoughts about Amphibia and why I think it’s so special, and I hope to share it someday. Not right away, perhaps, but someday. I need some time to think it over and properly put my thoughts in order.
I will say this though. I love Amphibia. I love this show’s humor and story. I love the world and characters this show created, and the fun adventures found within. I love everything it is, flaws and all.
I know Amphibia isn’t perfect. I’m not blind to its flaws and I see why some people may be disappointed in the show or the finale. I also see why some people may absolutely love this finale. I know I don’t personally hate the finale, but I still need to think it over to see how I feel about it. Regardless of where my feelings on the finale land, Amphibia will always be very important to me and I firmly believe that this show is truly something special.
Thank you, Matt Braly and the Amphibia crew, for bringing this show to life. I can’t wait to see what they do in the future and may they be free from grasp of that despotic mouse overlord.
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nanuk-the-bat · 11 months
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The good news: I have a pretty sexy 2k+ draft for the last chapter of my young Darling x Jesse fic. Just needs some editing.
The bad news: I have to write one more (probably longer) chapter after to resolve it/ fulfill my own curiosity. 😶
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calypsolemon · 2 years
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are some of the people newer to tumblr aware of the joys of theme customization on desktop? I know some ppl are just on mobile so they can’t really change things but like SO many blogs nowadays have 0 theme customization and just use the default theme and I’m beginning to wonder if they even know about the option. It’s one of the main reasons why I still use tumblr
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verflares · 2 months
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say, what do you think ever happened to that boy from the forest? you think he ever found what he was looking for?
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tobisaw · 3 months
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art dump It’s mostly tommy sorry
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criticalsyourroles · 1 month
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now i've watched a fair amount of d&d i've started to pick up on the differences between dm style i think
like brennan IS all the bad guys. every game he dms is brennan vs the players. he makes npcs and battles that make his friends throw things at him and he smirks the whole time. he makes them tell him their worst fears and then he makes them do it. and it's awful and amazing and really funny
matt IS exandria. his characters and battles never feel written or constructed, they just feel like things that already existed in the world. it's all about verisimilitude with him, and he's amazing at it. he tends to fade into the background and let the players react to the story and it makes everything he does incredibly cinematic
aabria dms like she's just another player at the table reacting to the story, right up until someone gets lulled into a false sense of security and tries to fool around and THEN she throws a curveball by making them deal with the consequences of their choices. she's like oh you think that's funny?? then i'm about to be hilarious, bitch. and she keeps getting away with it bc she's just that good!
basically, brennan's an evil bastard, matt's the world, and aabria's the queen of consequences
or:
brennan - fuck
matt - around
aabria - find out
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nagasleeps · 2 months
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lazylittledragon · 3 months
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I remember you adding a tag saying something like Astarion was the only character you couldn't make a dad, and I must say I'm loving the turn of events!
Also, here are some newborn facts you might appreciate for your latest comics
1. Newborns love/need skin to skin contact with their birth parent.
2. Newborns smell amazing, like seriously it's addictive, especially to the birthing parent.
3. Red is the first colour that infants can recognise, and their parents faces are their favourite thing to look at.
Do I want to see baby Kit sleeping on Dorians bare chest while he INHALES that new baby smell? Yes. Yes I do.
Do I want to see baby Kit just obsessing over his daddy's eyes? Yes. Also yes.
Anyway, I've said my piece. Feel free to ignore me, I'm sure I'll love whatever you pump out next!
anon i am a sopping wet mess thank you so much
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wardingshout · 4 months
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instead of brain there is Link's Awakening
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ineffablelunatics · 3 months
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You ever think that Crowley isn’t a bookseller and refuses to even act like one because Aziraphale doesn’t like to sell books? He won’t act like a “bookseller”, because Aziraphale doesn’t like selling books. That’s Aziraphale’s safe place and he doesn’t want to somehow mess it up.
“Are you a bookseller?” “Not even at gunpoint.”
Sitting right across from Aziraphale, he says that he wouldn’t sell books even when he was being threatened. Yes, it’s Crowley being over dramatic, but it’s also a reassurance. He doesn’t even let the books burn in 1941. He didn’t have a choice in 2019. Crowley might not run a bookshop, but he’ll keep it safe. Even if keeping it safe just means not letting anyone buy books from a bookshop
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sofiaruelle · 1 year
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Elliot and his emotional support crab burning the midnight oil.
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lazycranberrydoodles · 5 months
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everybody go home. this is my magnum opus
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quimser · 1 month
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been a bit busy lately, but here’s a zim and gir
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