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Hi bb, just a thirst idea for you: Study fucking. Your fave has trouble being "smart" but he is a genius when it comes to pounding that ass after he gets too frustrated during a study session.
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Oh, Vi, my sweet. I know you sent this a while ago. But when I read it, my heart wasn't the only thing to clench up 😈! Thank you so much for sending this to me. It was so fun to write!!
A/N ::: Nerd/Bad Boy!Keisuke Baji x F.reader, reader doesn't know he's in Toman until later (or at all, idk), he is NOT playing stupid, math is just really fucking hard!
C/W ::: Mutual pining that's super on the DL, unprotected P->V, Baji surprising us ... so nothing out of the ordinary.
WC ::: Just over 2k.
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"Why though?!" Baji yelled a little louder than you thought he needed to. But it was clear he was getting more and more pissed about this. "Why the FUCK does it have to equal the fucking same area as this fucking pellaroraglam?"
You bit the insides of your cheeks and your tongue to keep from laughing at him about his pronunciation of the word 'parallelogram'. "Because that's how the Greeks intended it. Ok? Let's take a 10 minute break and come back to this again, yeah? You're not an idiot, Kei. I think you've just been staring at the book for so long that things are starting to make less and less sense. Does that make sense?" You reached over and took his glasses from his face and brushed your finger up and down the bridge of his nose. "Do you want to go for a walk or get something from the kitchen? Maybe to eat or drink? Make this 10 count because when we get back, we're hittin' it hard again, ok?"
Something about your wording made his cock twitch. But he shoved that thought down almost as quickly as it bubbled up into the forefront of his overworked brain.
"Hittin' it hard again, hah? You're mean, y/n. You're a bully. A learning bully. You're not gonna give in until I understand this shit, are ya?" He stood up from your desk and he gestured for you to follow him to your kitchen.
Your apartment was nothing special. But how you made the space your own was something that Baji always found so sweet and comforting. Of course, he'd never admit that to you. He is, after all, the first division Captain of Toman. Captains don't find things 'sweet.' They find them masculine and bloody. That's what everyone from the outside looking in thought, anyway. Though, no matter how hard he tried to ignore the pull you and your apartment had on him, he always found himself wishing he was back here, with you, in this little bubble of mild contentment you'd created.
He was relaxed when he was with you. Save for right now. But you were trying to help him study for his midterm. Any other time he's been here, he always felt safe. Maybe even small, for lack of a better descriptor, when he is anything but 'small' in any sense of the word.
"You really do have a mean streak in you, you know that?" He teased as you both walked into your kitchen. "But you're right. I need a break from that book. My eyes are crossing and it's starting to give me a headache."
"Do you want a couple of tylenol? I think I have ibuprofen, too. Anything I can do to help you with this, Keisuke. It's my job, after all. Use me however you need to to get this through that stubborn head of yours." You smiled so cute at him that he had a difficult time not telling you what he really wanted to use you for.
"Maybe I'll take you up on that. But first, can I ask you something kinda weird?" He sat down on one of the bar stools at the counter and you followed suit, sitting next to him.
"Of course! Anything, Kei." You rubbed your fingers up and down your forearm, a nervous habit. Even still, you assumed it was a question about the math you were helping him study. "What's up?"
"So, like, I know you're not into me in that way. Right? And that's fine. You've made that very clear. But, like, if you were...into me, I mean, into someone … hypothetically, I mean, what kind of person do you think you would be into? Like, are you more into the nerdy type, or the bad boy type, or, like, the artsy type?"
You didn't really understand where this was going. But you decided to humor him. "Well, I guess I've always been pretty attracted to the bad boy type. But that doesn't mean I wouldn't go for someone who was nerdy, too. It all depends on the person, you know? I have to like them first and foremost. Like, just because I see some bad boy doing bad boy stuff doesn't mean I'll fall to my knees and s-"
Baji choked on his tea, spitting it all over you in the process of trying to control the amount of liquid that was coming out of his mouth.
"Oh fuck! I'm so sorry, y/n! Gahhhd damn it. I am so sorry!" He grabbed the roll of paper towels from the counter by the sink and tore some off to frantically wipe your chest.
"K-Kei! Oh my god! Stop! It's ok! I'm at home, I can easily change my shirt. Don't worry about ... about it. You yell so much. Geez."
You hopped off of the stool and went back to your bedroom to find a shirt to change into. As you did so, Baji felt his stomach turn. He knew he shouldn't have asked you that. It was stupid and immature. But he couldn't help it. He'd had a crush on you for so long that he just needed to know if he had a chance in hell with you or not. But, as he'd guessed, you weren't interested in him that way.
He waited for you to come back to the kitchen before apologizing again. "I really am sorry, y/n. I don't know what came over me. I was just, I dunno, asking for a friend. And then you started to say that if you saw someone doing something that you’d fall to your knees and …" He waved his hand in the air as if to clear what he was going to say away before it’d even had a chance to see the light of day. “And I choked and blew my tea all over you.”
You giggled and shook your head, smiling at him. "It's ok, Kei. You're a little clumsy, but you're still really sweet. I like hanging out - I mean, you know. Helping you study. I enjoy your company, regardless of what we're doing."
"Y/n? I really wanna kih-" He blushed and looked away from you before he thought you saw his face turn a pretty shade of pink.
"You what, Kei?" You leaned around him a little to get his attention. "What do you want, Baji? You can tell me. We're friends."
FRIENDS 
"Oh, y-yeah. Of course we're ... friends. Yeah. Well, let's get back to the math, then. C'mon." His heart, smile and morale sank as he headed back to your room with you.
Meanwhile, you were left to wonder what he was going to say. What did he want to 'kih'? Kiss? Oh, no. It couldn't be that. Right? Maybe he just wanted to kick your butt for making fun of his pronunciation earlier ... even though your face was the only thing giving away the fact you were getting quite a bit of entertainment from that. He wouldn't have noticed that. Right?
You followed him back to your bedroom and decided to keep quiet about the whole thing. You couldn't imagine that he would want to kiss you. You were just his tutor. And he was so cool. He had cool friends, girls practically fell at his feet when he walked by them. He couldn't possibly have feelings for you, right?
Oh, but he did. He really did. He was mad for you. He wanted nothing more than to pull you into his lap and kiss you senseless. But that couldn't happen. He couldn't ruin the time you spent together. It was precious to him, even though he knew you saw it as nothing more than a job.
The next hour of your time together was spent studying right from the book. There was no talking, no joking, just Baji finally getting to work. It was a welcome change for you. It meant you could focus on your task at hand and not worry about him trying to distract you with his unfinished sentences.
He was still so frustrated. But he was starting to make progress. He was starting to understand what you were trying to teach him. He just wished he could show you how he felt.
As you helped him work through the last of the 4 problems he had to do, he tried to come up with a way to say it. To tell you how he really felt. He was never good at words. Action was his strength. "I'm not sure about par-parallelograms? Is that how you say it? I'm so fucking sick of that long ass word. It's so stupid. Why couldn't they just say a special type of quadrilateral that has both pairs of opposite sides parallel and equal. That word is like 73 letters long. I hate it. It's so fucking annoying, y/n. Jesus."
You clapped and jumped a little where you stood, your tits bounced and his eyes went right to them. "Yes! Yes, Kei! Good! Good job!" You jumped into his arms and hugged him so tightly, burying your face in his neck, (accidentally) inhaling his scent. "I knew you could ..." you pulled your face back from him and looked into his brown eyes. "I knew you could do it ... Keisuke. Mmm ... Kei-suk-e. You ..." you breathed the words out heavily and found yourself staring at his full lips. That sly smile, his sharp teeth. Pain never looked so appealing. 
Your heart stopped in your chest when he threw the math book across the room and it slammed into your wall with a loud thud. Before you had time to process what was happening, his hands were in your hair and his lips were on yours.
You'd been so stupid for someone who taught other people things. So stupid to not see how he felt. And now, here he was, kissing you like he needed you to breathe. You reached up and pulled his long black hair back from his face and returned the kiss with just as much intensity.
"I'm sorry I didn't say anything, y/n. I didn't think you'd want me that way. I'm just a dumbass with no future. You're so smart and pretty and funny and ... and I just can't believe you're actually kissing me back right now."
You shook your head and smiled. "I'm sorry! I didn't realize what was happening, Kei. You're not as good at hiding your feelings as you think. You should have just said something, though. This whole time we've been studying everything together, we could have been ..."
"... fucking like rabbits?" He laughed, but his eyes were serious.
You reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. "You know, it's not nice to talk to your tutor like that. But Baji, you've made a lot of progress tonight. I think you deserve a reward."
He picked you up and laid you down on your bed. "Oh yeah? And what kind of reward do you think I deserve, y/n?"
You reached over to your bedside table and turned on your neon pink LED lights. "The best kind, Kei. You've earned it."
"Fuck, y/n. You are so hot. I can't wait to fuck you so hard you forget everything you've ever taught me. We’ll have to have some more lessons. Is that ok with you?"
You nodded as you pulled your shirt up and over your head. "That sounds like a wonderful idea. We can even work on your pronunciation. You're a bit of a mess with your consonants."
He kissed you again and smiled. "Y/n, oh my god, shut up ... you're the worst." He pulled his pants down and straddled you, his cock rock hard and ready for you. "But you're also the best. I can't wait to make you mine."
"Kei, you're already mine." You reached up and cupped his cheek, pulling him in for another kiss. "Now ... teach me something.” 
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sarahdonald87 · 7 months
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Just a general post
If anyone ever needs to or wants to talk - I’m always here. Asks and DMs are open.
Whether it be the fandom, this past weekend’s events, or just life and nothing to do with any celeb. You are not alone. Feelings are allowed and valid and I am happy to talk things through with you.
These past few years have been tough in so many ways and it can be isolating and lonely.
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tooxmanyxships · 2 months
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For honeychili (daniel/carlos) pretty pleaseeee
-> who starts the tickle fights? who ends them?
-> who is more likely to extend a helping hand & provide emotional support?
Aaaahhh.... These are great questions. But also hard to answer.
Because:
Who starts the tickle fight?
I'd say Daniel. But I can honestly see Carlos doing it too. Yet, I'm going with Daniel, because even though they're both pretty touchy feely people, Daniel would make the first move. And he's an absolute menace. But Carlos would give just as much energy into the tickle fight as Daniel.
Who'd stop the tickle fight?
I honestly think they would end up completely thrashing the room before either of them would even think about stopping. A lamp would probably crash down on either of their heads and they call it truce. (Daniel would still claim victory later on)
Who is more likely to extend a helping hand & emotional support?
Uhhhh.... I have to say both.
Though Daniel would do it more in silence and in private. While Carlos would be more loud and obnoxious (I say that very lovingly) about it. Like; "Hey look! I helped you out!"
But I honestly see them both as caring people.
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What's each of your: 1. third favorite reptile, 2. non dairy milk, 3. thing that no one can tell if it's a fruit, a veggie or what?
that’s so specific, why would-
Bearded dragon, goat milk, and banana
how is a banana-
bananas are berries, and that apparently isn’t a commonly known fact
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youshouldbesad · 5 months
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omg your post had me thinking that $20 wasn’t on my list either when it totally should have been… it’s not showing up on my top songs playlist at all & i know for a fact i’ve listened to it more than other songs that made the cut. i wonder what this glitch is 😩
i was thinking maybe bc theres a $ in the title it glitched? but idk i feel like my wrapped in general is less accurate than usual so maybe spotify is just excluding some data
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cringeromantic · 7 months
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my dyslexia keeps making me read your url as ‘dilfgestifs’
Omg I love that hehe dilf
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coyotesamachado · 1 year
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Greg as Mr wright in greys Anatomy
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that short robe is everything. he looks so good in scrubs.
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themaraudersplusone · 10 months
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Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! <3
thank you, my love 🥺
this has been in my ask box for forever. i am so sorry 😭
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liittlewanderer · 1 year
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i just realized i probably spammed your notifs with the number of crow gifsets i just RB’d from your blog onto my sideblog (boundlessdaisy) so it felt rude not to say hello. Hello!
hello there, friend! feel free to spam to your heart's content. i don't mind. god knows i've done my fair share these past couple of weeks. this insanely talented fandom makes the best sets and edits. I NEED THEM ALL! (multiple reblogs be damned lol)
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feckyeslife · 11 months
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List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the Last 10 people Who reblogged something from you. Learn to know your mutuals and followers. 🎠 But only if you want to, just have fun! 💖💖
Aww anon, sorry I missed this earlier 💞
Good fucking foooood ft. Ice cream, pasta, and sushi
Taking a walk with @thetruefox and the puppo, Gretchen
Trying (while usually failing) to grow plants in my garden
Playing games with friends!!
Sleeping in on the weekend 😴
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misplacedgamer · 2 years
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wait ok i'm curious bc i've never put much thoughts into snow white as a character (she wasn't a blorbo but i didn't hate her). why was snow white a bad mom?
I answered it in a reblog, but I think she only saw Emma as what she wanted her child to be and never really wrapped her head around the person Emma actually was/is, and that makes me sad
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Me bc I can’t have Itto on a leash waiting to please me like the good boy like he is — so desperate to please his mistress for a reward
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MDNI UNDER THE CUT, PLEASE!
He sits so pretty on the floor for you. Looking up, eyes begging for your next instructions. You yank the leash, causing him to grunt out in frustration. "I can't help it! I can't control my cock!"
You grin, knowing you have him right where you want him. You love when he gets all worked up. "Well, since you've been so good for me, I suppose I can let you have a little bit of what you want. But you need to earn it first. Now, stand up and strip."
He eagerly obeys, standing up and stripping off his clothes as fast as he can. Once he's completely naked, you can see how hard his cock is, straining towards you.
You lick your lips. "Such a good boy. Now, I want you to crawl towards me on your knees. Show me what a desperate little slut you are."
He moans as he starts crawling towards you, his cock bobbing with each movement. You can't help but feel arousal pooling in your belly as you watch him. He looks so good like this, so eager to please you.
You decide to give him a little reward. "Now, sit back on your heels and stroke that pretty cock for me."
He does as you say, sitting back on his heels and slowly stroking his cock. You can see the way it jumps in his hand as he pleasures himself.
"Such a good boy. Now, I want you to get up and fuck me from behind like the little whore you are. Get on the couch and line up your cock with my pussy."
You turn around and bend over the couch, spreading your legs wide. He rushes over and gets into position, rubbing his cock against your wet folds before sliding it inside you.
He starts fucking you hard and fast, just like you like it. You moan as you feel his cock filling you up, stretching you out just right. "Fuck me. Fuck me until I cum all over that big cock."
He moans and grips your hips, fucking you even harder. "Yes, Mistress. Anything you want."
You gasp and moan as you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasm. You can feel him throbbing inside you, getting close too. "Cum in me, slut. I want every last drop."
He lets out a loud moan and thrusts deep inside you one last time, spilling his seed. You scream out in pleasure as you cum right along with him.
You both stay like that for a few moments, breathing hard and trying to come down from your orgasms.
"Let's clean up," you say as he pulls out of you and slinks back to the floor. You walk to the bathroom, tugging him right along behind you.
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sarahdonald87 · 4 months
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What's the most beautiful library or book store you've been to? And want to visit?
Hiya!!
This is tough! I don’t think you realize the book lover you’ve just reached out to LOL
Boston Public Library is stunning. I haven’t had a chance to go into any of the NYPLs on my work trips but I don’t know if they can beat BPL. The library in Concord, MA is small but so pretty. There’s a library in TO that was featured in The Umbrella Academy and it’s a quick walk for me but I still haven’t gone. And the TPL Reference Library is pretty cool too. Of course, there are European ones I would love to get to but that seems a bit out of reach so just thinking of my more “local” ones.
As for bookstores, the giant Strand in NYC is amazing. It’s legit HUGE and has so many old volumes and special sections etc. Brattle Book Shop in Boston is one of the oldest used books stores ever and it’s the best. When the weather allows, they have an outdoor section. I can’t think of any other super beautiful bookstores but The Sidekick in TO is very cute and has great lattes. Little Ghosts has a huge skeleton out back and is the best horror etc bookstore EVER.
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tooxmanyxships · 5 months
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i just wanted to say i absolutely adore "Most fall like flower petals drop" hanahaki is my favourite trope + you write it so well! the denial, the pining, + the commiseration between george + logan - perfect! <3
Ahhhh thank you so much!!!!
I'm always so surprised when I get these messages. I blame my self doubt.
It's my first time writing about the hanahaki trope, so it's a learning experience. Getting to hear that I'm doing it well means a lot to me!!
It's still gonna be a journey so hold on to your seats 😂
Again, thank you so so much!!! 🖤🖤🖤
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Hello!!!!!!! Uhhhhhhh I did not come to this come to this with a plan what is everyones fave sanrio charecter?? do they know what sanrio is?
I like hello kitty I guess
Cinnamoroll is my favorite
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feckyeswriting · 1 year
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Kiss Prompt #72 Parker/Quinn from Leverage
I did a drabble because I could uwu
#72 When One Person’s Face Is Scrunched Up, And The Other One Kisses Their Lips/Nose/Forehead
Parker could be polite and not let on that she’s bothered by Quinn’s departure. But that wouldn’t let him know exactly that - she is bothered by it.
Sitting atop the bar, she pouts as Quinn slings his heavy leather bag onto one shoulder and gives Eliot a punch on the shoulder in farewell. "I'll be back before month's end," Quinn promises.
Parker turns her head as he approaches her spot on the bar top. He still places a kiss on her forehead.
"Be safe," she orders. Regardless of her sour expression, she cares about him.
"Of course." And he's gone.
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