his scent
kuroo tetsuro x reader
warnings: mentions of alcohol
kuroo as your coworker who always smells like freshly ironed clothes. it doesn’t matter if it’s early in the morning and he just came into the building greeting everyone with an enthusiastic smile even though it’s monday or if it’s almost 6pm and you’re leaving the office. the smell of freshly ironed clothes invades the elevator and you can almost feel the heat (maybe it’s because of how close you are to him so everyone could fit in the box, who could tell?). all you know it’s that whenever your nose picks up that scent, his scent, your stomach gets fuzzy and your cheeks get red, expecting to see him and his breathtaking smile, and hoping he will stop by your desk to talk to you for a bit for no reason and about nothing specific.
kuroo as that friend who faintly smells like a mix of cologne and alcohol, usually caused by the weekends you go out to bars together, as a friend group, and you spend so much time sitting at the table talking about everything and laughing. it’s in one of these nights that almost turn into day that you meet his old friends from school and his volleyball days, and you see him talk to someone in a flirtatious way and don’t really talk anymore for the night, and the smell of the expensive musk mixed with the strong smell of the shots is always present. an aroma that slowly becomes his. an aroma that is there when he had a bit too much to drink and lays on your lap when everyone’s watching, but he doesn’t care. the aroma that will be forever connected to the sight of his sharp eyes staring at your soul, while you try to pretend you’re not noticing (for sure he can’t tell how you can’t concentrate on the conversation and how the heat of your body is increasing every second, right?), and you finally look back at him, ask him what’s up and he just shrugs, not even blinking, and you can feel your heart fall down, but not falling apart.
tetsuro as your boyfriend who smells like a floral fabric softener. the fragrance that invades your senses as you wake up beside him, and the sheets and the shirt of his that you stole for the night all smell the same. the fragrance you relate to lazy weekends you spend on your couch watching some tv show. the same fragrance you bury your face into while hugging him from behind when he tried to cook you something and almost burnt the house down. the fragrance that comforts you, that makes you feel safe and loved (because that’s the reality, and he makes sure you know it). the fragrance you make sure to keep around even when he’s away for work, through some sort of clothing article that he’ll take a couple weeks to miss, perfectly timed so you can’t take something else. a perfectly familiar fragrance, that is his, and even if you use the same brand of product, it’s not the same, because his touch is what makes it special.
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Another Day at the Man-made Beach:
Back before the beach had a large section converted to a volley ball court.
Odaiba Beach, Tokyo
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I just did some really helpful guided meditation.
A few years ago I had a dream that I met God. I can’t remember all of the details of the dream. I remember everything being bright and warm but also soft. I couldn’t see her face but I know she was female. She asked me if I wanted to hold the universe in my hands. She asked me in a way that was very excited — it reminded me of an excited kid running to show you a frog it found (I remember thinking that was significant. Not something she made. Something she found).
I said yes and she placed the universe in my hands and the galaxies tickled my palms as they swirled. I woke up nearly on the verge of tears with an overwhelming sense of peace and warmth.
That meditation I did just now. Thinking about some of the experiences I’ve had. Dreams. Feelings. I.
I think my god is the Sun.
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Hi. I saw that you like Lust. Not many people I see like Lust. Everyone hates him. It's nice to see someone who also likes him. :) Amazing art!
Hullo ! I love Lust, very much so!! 🥺💙💜💙💜
I understand the hate bc of the content made around him by the OG creator,
But what I do is acknowledge that this is the roots, this is how it started, (also if my memory is right and if im not bullshittin i think it was funny that it started as a joke au where 'everyone is mtt except himself' and now ofc it evolved into an actual au— anyway hope op's doing ok 🙏), take what I like from that AU (ex. lust being Very Sans) and then add a shitton of headcanons on top like it's whipped cream/frosting on a cupcake, maybe w/ some sprinkles, even uwu
That's why he's soft, I love soft Underlust Sans, I contribute to soft Lust content bc he's more than just the multiverse's 'pervert' like smhhh 😤😤😤 where's that post— THIS, look at this 👈👈👈
Also ppl can just. Make headcanons/have their own interpretations lol. (Wait ok well some AU creators might not like?? That??? But since Underlust AU concept technically belongs to the community now.........) Go ham, man, you don't have to religiously follow the canon content if you're uncomfy with it <3
Fandom experience is all about having fun !! Look at me I'm doing selfship art bc that makes me happy ! 💜💙 (I may be cringe... but i am free 😎 /ref)
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