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stareadactyl · 7 months
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my birthday is in two weeks and i wanna get wine drunk and eat bbq and go thrifting and buy new toys and get a tattoo and-
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Shoutout to anyone else who feels insecure about their thick arms so they only wear short sleeves bc their arms dont fit in anything longer but who also loves the feeling of being warm so they always top their outfits with a big cardigan
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gremlingottoosilly · 24 days
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mafia!reader x mafia!konig where they’re from rival groups and heeeeyyy guys check it out who we have as a hostage!
(yes that hostage is ambiguous)
You can fool yourself enough that you're smart, that you're capable, that you won't ever get too cocky when your prey is right in front of you...but honestly, seeing Konig, leader of The Fucking KorTac, bound to the chair in a tort... interrogation room, is far too alluring. You never saw the guy before - always thinking he is like a ghost. Not the Ghost, that guy was pretty well known and seen by everyone, but a ghost. Apparition, urban legend, something straight up from those freaky German fairytales. The guy is big, wears a fucking bag over his head, and no one, who saw his face, ever lived to tell the tale.
No one before you, of course. Honestly, you don't have a reason to hate him. You're just a little cog in the big mafia machine, nowhere near enough the boss levels. You never as much as saw his top dogs in action, not even speaking of the man itself - but, he got sloppy. But, you got lucky. A group of unimportant thugs and "tax" collectors, you never thought you could catch the leader of an enemy group lacking. He was at the bar, chatting up with you - admittingly, you were too dumb to know who he was, at first, so you just did the usual. Chat up with an already drunk guy at the fancy bar, flash a little tiddy, make consistent eye contact, and caress his hand to distract him from all the shit you're pouring into his drink. The plan was to rob this guy blind, but then your colleagues came over and freaked out. You accidentally snatched up the leader of the most dangerous family in the city. Looking at him all bound in the small chair, it's almost obvious how much of a human he is. Not a myth, not a monster. A guy, a big guy, who smells of expensive cologne and sweat with a bit of blood. And he is waking up. The next thing you know is the ears-shattering crack of the chair as he lifts himself with ease. The second thing you know is the way his hands are going over your neck, squeezing just right to make you whimper. Then he suddenly stops, looking you in the eyes, your gang members too terrified of the guy who could effortlessly get out of the fucking handcuffs. He laughs. The monster of this city just told you that he is going to get what he is paying for all the way back into the bar. You think you hear your teammates screaming - but it all blurrs down with gunshots, yelps, and the pounding in your head as Konig pushes you against the wall. He picks you up later, a broken doll in dirty thief clothing. He says he would make you a proper lady. His lady. You almost wish you were smarter and killed him before taking his money in that fucking pub.
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punkeropercyjackson · 3 months
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In our imaginary Outlaws show, who'd be the character fans would go from hating to loving?
Hmmm tbh i think most of the gang would get mixed reviews.Like:
Jason is one of thee most controversial comic characters ever but ultimately by the end of the show he'd have mostly positive opinions with a small but loud minority of weirdo antis(basically the Catra treatment)
Summer would get so Orihime'd.......He'd never know peace from nonblack/allistic/cis Jason simps BUT thankfully he'd be a fan fave among autistic,femme and black woman fans!!People who hate Jaysumm would rightfully get called homophobic and misogynoiristic too
Rose would mostly be pretty beloved thanks to her trans mean wlw swag but certain white girls would call her 'problematic' and she'd get under dudebros skin for not being Jason's big tiddy goth gf fantasy(especially because she's small chested and it's a delibaret design to show her transfemininity)
Thad gets called a brat a lot for realistic mentally ill kid rep and being visibly black but is a fan fave by season 3
Artemis would always be a discourse starting character but by 'discourse',i mean people on all sides getting pissy that a brownskin egyptian woman is allowed to look gnc with no feminization and be a fully fleshed out character with butch personality traits too who's just as powerful as everybody else.Summtemis gets people other than Jaysumm and Jaytemis shippers big mad too LMFAO
Imani.......Hard to say but definitely faces a lot of the same treatment Summer does with the addition of transmisogynistic rep accusations from tmes(tgirls would DIE for her though)and by season 8 if you don't like Imani the fandom's like 'That's embarrasing,keep that shit to yourself'
White fandom parents are very weird about Mathew because he's a white boy-As in,the same way Toh 'crits' are about Hunter-but the general conseus in the fandom is that he's very likekable and a refreshing change from most characters in his tropes
The rest of us would be pretty positively recieved from start to finish i think!!Jennifer especially <3
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insomniac-jay · 1 month
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DC OC | Body Types
Billie: Short (5'4"), fat, and very strong. Built like a tank and hits like a truck. Billie looks like she plays (American) football
Jahzara: 5'8", slender athletic body and strong legs, runs fast as hell and kicks like so too
Vicia: 5'5", toned hourglass figure and strong arms, also very fast and agile from her gang days and short lived ice skating.
Greynasha: 5'6 1/2", second most slender of my OCs, rectangular figure, hip dips, bullet scars on her side from getting shot
Sophia: 6'4", muscular as fuck, inverted triangle body type, tattoos on her hips, no scars bc superhuman invincibility, thick thighs and a fat ass
Marietta: 5'3", toned, pear shaped body, decent amount of upper body strength
Venus: 5'7", inverted triangle shape, thick thighs, slightly chubby
Daliah: 5'5", gymnast build, strong legs, especially agile on ice
Diandra: 6'0", fat, circle body type, not much of a fighter
Flordelis: 6'5", fat, soft, apple body shape
Sasha: 6'0", triangle, most strength on arms because of her water powers, scar running down her side all the way to her thigh from an assassination attempt by her uncle
Elyon: 6'1", fat, grows taller in her Demon form
Lilith: 6'4", fat, long legs, stretch marks
Brittney: 5'6", mix of triangle and diamond, becomes taller and more muscled in the future because she's an Amazon
Mona Lisa: 5'10", hourglass figure, wide hips post childbirth
Larissa: 5'3", pear shape, baby fat on thighs, wide hips
Tiana: 5'5", diamond body shape, in between skinny and fat
Traci: 6'0", muscular arms from playing basketball,
Solana: 5'2", round, grows taller in the future, body is always warm
Yaretzi: 5'9", athletic, toned arms from volleyball, good at keeping her balance
Emily: 5'11", rectangle, toned legs from roller derby
Mel: 5'11" 1/2, very slender like a ballerina, long legs, decent amount of strength for self defense
Daisy: 5'5", round, stretch marks
Will: 5'0", inverted triangle, always smells good, small chest
Sherri: 5'7", round and burly, muscular arms and legs, strong back
Bahira: 5'9 1/2", large and wide hips, mix of inverted triangle and pear, round shoulders
Uriel: 6'8", broad shoulders, muscular back
Lourdes: 6'6", absolute unit of a woman, fat, strong as all hell
Makayla: 6'5", pretty much the same body as Sophia, no visible abs, always warm
Roxy: 5'11", fairly muscular, several tattoos all over her body
Irina: 5'2", round, stronger than expected, no curves
Christine/Belle: 5'0", short legs, soft body type, big tiddies, stretch marks,
Minka: 5'10", mix of fat and gymnast type of build, scars on her lip and eyebrow from fighting her dad, more scars throughout her body
Jezebel: 6'9", round and strong, hourglass, no muscles on arms, thick thighs
@floof-ghostie @calciumcryptid @punkeropercyjackson @mayameanderings @peachyblkdemonslayer
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zorosdimples · 7 days
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Hi! 🥰 sorry to bother you, but you recently made a post about reading a hentai with a protagonist that has small tits.. and I was wondering, could I please ask you the name or maybe do you have some other recs? Because god knows I need to read something with the protagonist being part of the small tiddies gang 😭
hey baby you’re not a bother! i shared the link before in an ask, but those are easy to miss; here it is <3 it’s “Kinyoubi no Baby Violet.” i know i’ve read a handful of others with a small breasted mc, but i didn’t save the links because i didn’t care much for them. this is the first itty bitty rep that i really loved! i usually have degenerate tastes, but this one has such wholesome smut… i feel like a born-again virgin <3 /j kfnfjdbddsjjs
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zenni-gotcha · 2 years
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can you do Lupin iii gang x small busted reader?
[not really spicy, but there are hints so I put it under a cut to be safe :)]
Lupin
Listen, honey, to him, tiddies are tiddies
And tiddies are hold-able
On a less scandalous scale, he doesn’t really think anything bad about them
There’s great things about all sizes, including small
Not to mention that if you help with his work you’d have the good fortune of being able to squeeze into small areas a lot easier that other boob people could
All in all, he thinks you’re gorgeous and there’s no reason to think anything else
Jigen
Honestly, he didn’t even notice at first
It wasn’t until you mentioned it one day that he did
Even then he just kind of goes, “huh.”
Then shrugs it off
As long as those breasts are connected to you, they’re the best kind as far as he’s concerned
Goemon
Ah, yes! Perfect!
Much more aerodynamic than other breasts!
He actually prefers smaller chests
He did date Fujiko for a little bit, and that’s like the opposite of what you have
He didn’t much care for them thought, just felt like they got in the way all the time
You though? He feels like he can actually get closed to you without having to get around a pool inflatable
And he likes that
Fujiko
Listen, she is supposed to be the epitome of womanhood
And NO self respecting woman hates small breasts
No matter what your gender, small is great!
And she will be the first to let you know
Going to her sense of fashion, do you know how many wonderful outfits and looks can be pulled off only by people with a small chest?
Enough to make everyone else jealous if they knew anything
She just thinks you are one of the loveliest things she has ever seen
Zenigata
Look here’s the thing that people forget
He’s actually almost as pervy as Lupin, but just knows how to hide it a bit better
So, here’s the first thing he thought of when he saw you
His fairly big hands + your small boobs = the best result possible
He just thinks you are one of the prettiest people he’s met
Is super handsy if you let him be
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ceo-of-sloppy-men · 2 years
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could you perhaps provide The People with some headcanons for Eddie with an s/o who's super tall and intimidating at first glance but is actually Heckin Somft? (Buff as hell from chopping firewood for grandparents, "battle scars" from foster kittens, etc)
Gotta feed the simps. This is GN!reader as I don't specify pronouns.
Season 4 spoilers ahead so be warned
You are now his personal backup plan. If he's getting ganged up on or threatened *BOOOM* he's standing in front of you in an instant
He would 100% give you a punk makeover to make you more intimidating because now there are two "freaks" but this time absolutely no one is gonna fuck with either of them
When he finds out how soft you are his brain stops functioning.
Hug him and he dies. Dialup sound. He just can't comprehend how someone so intimidating can give such good hugs. They're so secure and he needs that - especially in season 4
He is perfectly at tiddy height and will use this to his personal advantage
He feels much better during season 4 because you full-on rip the head off a demibat.
He will launch himself at you on the couch or bed with no explanation and proceed to demand cuddles.
His favourite way to cuddle is laying on top of you, or on your sides where he can be wrapped up in your arms.
He helps you make a battle jacket if you don't have one
Sometimes when the two of you are sitting quietly together he'll trace the kitten scars on your arms with a small smile.
Show him the kittens that caused it and he will become kitten soup. All of them in his lap with the biggest grin.
He smokes around you a lot because he feels comfortable that if anyone was to come by you'd be able to scare them off just by existing.
He still offers you some though, just so you're chilling too.
Eddie has been known to steal cigarettes from you while you're in the middle of them. Just to prove he isn't scared of you no matter how intimidating you look
If you need to chop wood, you could bet a hundred that Eddie's sitting nearby just ogling you. He'll help if you ask but if you don't he's just gonna stay there and drool.
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kapanbenernya · 10 months
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Super Cub -- Why I Like this Anime
Let's first get something out of the way: I'm not big on animes; I am more of a manga man. Settle down folks, and let me articulate my point for a few minutes.
First, I like that manga can be accessed leisurely. Meaning that I can just sit anywhere with a book or some scanlation and I can put it down and pick it back up anytime I want without allocating a special schedule in my day just to sit down and watch something.
Second, I think the voice acting in animes can be a bit much. With all due respect to the English or the original dub: it can be cringe. Yes I know it's a great moment in life when the protagonist du jour finally awakens the power of gangbang and unleashes this legendary super move that he made the fuck up just fuckin now, but for the love of God you don't have to scream like that.
And now that I have elaborated on those two points, it's time to seal it up in a bin, throw then out, and flush em away, because it is now time for me to gush about this 2021 anime that I adore: Super Cub.
So what's Super Cub about?
No it's not about a furry that awakens superpowers, it's about a girl in a small town named Koguma. As the show says verbatim she has no parents, no hobby, no friends, no money, and no goals in life. She essentially is nothing but a husk at this point just trudging through life. One day, she bought the titular "Super Cub", a Japanese low cc motor scooter. And suddenly she finds her life changing slowly but consistently.
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Koguma, and her new whip
And then suddenly the scooter talks and transports her to the scooter isekai filled with motorbikes and adventure right?
Wrong. Nothing happens except "girl with bicycle" is now "girl with scooter". No magical powers, no talking scooters, no secret assassin, and no sudden tiddies. The anime is so mundane that the first episode actually ends with the protagonist being stranded at midnight because she ran out of gas. Apparently it didn't cross her mind that her bike that runs on combustion engine needed fuel to run, or that she needed to refill it. The second episode started with Koguma kind of wanting to brag to her classmates about her new bike, except she decided against it. And her decision was correct since when her classmates found out that all she owned was a manky old bike, she got nothing but jeers.
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Goddammit Koguma, does anything nice ever happen to you? Ever?
And this is the point the protagonist snaps and the evil that's sealed inside the cursed bike helps her exact revenge! Mwahahahha...?
Also wrong. And I hope you'd stop interrupting me, little voice in my head.
One positive thing actually happened to her. One of her classmate named Reiko is actually super into manky old bikes. And that's when Koguma finally found her first friend. The friendship itself also doesn't feel forced or rushed, it started from small awkward talks up until the point Koguma stayed at Reiko's house and finally feels like they're comfortable with each other. They didn't just automatically become best friends and raise a gang of super cubbers together.
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Nope, not in the anime. They could not afford the hair gel
That's it? This shit sounds like it fuckin sucks
Maybe if you compare it to high-octane production these days, but I believe this slow paced next-to-nothing-happens is exactly the stuff that made me fell in love with the anime. The closest comparison that I can make is Yuru Camp if it was even MORE slowly paced. And sometimes you don't want some fast-paced action, you want something comfy to wind down from the daily hustle and bustle of life. And to me, something like Super Cub is absolutely perfect.
The other thing I like about this anime is how real and sincere it feels. The super cub didn't change Koguma in any way shape or form, Koguma changed herself. It was her that decided to pick up the bike, it was her that decided to reciprocate Reiko's friendship, and it was her choice to improve upon her life. The bike simply enables her to do so.
In Brief
I'm just gonna say it straight: I like it. I like the beautiful still shots of the scenery, I love the occasional classical music they put in the quiet scenes, and I love how grounded and heartfelt the characters' motivation feels. I also love how the anime seems to have an implicit moral message that "Life can change". If you feel you are stuck with your life going nowhere, try to make a positive change; no matter how small, no matter the time, as long as it changes you for the good. I mean who knows, it might be the thing that will finally take you wherever you want.
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With your Cub, you can go anywhere.
7/7/2023
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littlewalken · 2 years
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Aug 2
Not to derp on main or what ever it is but in my quest to replace my 18 hour bras I forgot to look and see what size I actually wear. I've been searching for a band size I thought I needed that doesn't exist, current bras are 6 inches smaller than the phantom size, and what I need was plentiful.
And better fucking fit because I bought a couple of brand new factory sealed ones and at least one was a full 6 inches too small.
If you're band size is around 40 and your natural tiddies double or triple cups you know you don't fuck around with your 18 hour bras.
Writers and artists, if you are wanting to put in a scene where a big girl is hanging out in her bra get a good look at the shape of 18 hour no wire bras because if a lot of us didn't keep buying and wearing them they wouldn't keep making them.
I've never ever in my life been able to convince my tits they should fit in to a wired cup. That flap of under arm fat is all part of the gang and it takes all the strength of a smoothing sides bra to get everything pointed a bit more forward. Gravity still wins.
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Rent is paid, utilities are paid, just the phone due in a week. Hoping to do some sewing or something to give me a tangible result in the battle against the futility of time.
Definitely decided the one idea for using the printable fabric in a quilt is out but I almost completely forgot about the Peepers idea which was to use up the scraps from cutting the squares for the other one. I can just make those patches bigger! Use the pink templates for a windows pattern, remember self.
Next time I get the fabric out I'm going to try to paint up a rag doll panel.
Almost set things in motion to move to another complex our owner has. The unit is twice as big for the same price but we'd be the only ones there without kids. I didn't go because it was too hot out but the report is there were toys and shit scattered all over the walk way.
An agreement has been reached that as we are fine enough to stay where we are all efforts will be going in to making our next home senior and disabled. Mostly because my mobility can't seem to decide some days how long it will stay mobile and I have a good 40 more years to go that will need some sort of assistance.
My next immediate but time consuming goal will be to get to the book scanning. As I said before whatever wherever that is still a great idea.
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violetsoju · 3 years
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kuroo tetsurou · fluff · 2.2k
warning: slight suggestive theme, mild language, characters are aged-up
a/n: did i write this on impulse because i still can’t believe i was actually in this situation? maybe. did i write this as a manifestation of having a kuroo to bitch about and assure me? maybe too. did i get more encouraged to write this after reading a discussion in a server on bra sizes and brand recommendations a few days ago? maybe three.
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“Kuroo, I’m serious. Stop laughing.”
A distinct cackling laughter from the speaker of your phone fills the four walls of your bathroom, along with a lazy lopsided grin flashing on the screen that’s perched on the wall mounted shelf next to the sink.  
“But you’re making it so hard not to! Plus, you’re supposed to brush your teeth for two minutes, not talk and brush your teeth at the same time for two minutes.” Kuroo reasons, laughter turning into soft chuckles.
“Sorry babe, but I didn’t catch anything you said just now because you sounded like a fish blubbing underwater, except you’re blubbing white foam instead of bubbles.”
He finds it hard not to grin like a fool at your figure from his side of the screen, hands on your hips with a toothbrush stuffed in your puffed-up cheeks, hair pushed back with an elmo headband that he finds ugly yet cute because of the two ridiculously huge eyes dangling on top.
You mumble something yet inaudible while wiping away the drool of toothpaste dripping down the side of your mouth, a small pout dotting your lips.
“Rinse up and tell me from the top again once you’re done, alright?” Kuroo sighs, shaking his head adoringly as he manages to make out a ‘fine’ out of the string of muffled sounds from you.
And do you listen to him completely? Of course not. So he rests his left cheek on his palms, humming to the bits of information you try to squeeze in without accidentally swallowing tap water while cleansing your face.
The white tiles in the background shift to cream walls shakily, along with the shuffling sounds of room slippers against the wooden flooring. “Then as we were walking towards the karaoke place, I somehow fell behind the rest and ended up beside him. And guess what happened?”
“He confessed to you?” He jokes, oblivious to where this is heading, yet.
“God, I’d rather that happen.” You take a seat in front of your study desk filled with skincare products tucked on the side, placing your phone against the wall. “Instead, he called out to me, which I turn to him and find him looking at my boobs, saying ‘oh, its nothing’,”
Kuroo visibly flinches a little, eyebrows furrowed in disgust, eyes widening slightly, like he just tasted a sip of milk that has gone bad. “Excuse me?”
“He was looking at my boobs, Kuroo. My boobs. Shamelessly. Saying ‘oh, its nothing’. What the heck?” You mentally thank yourself for not opening the cover of the toner in your hand, to save the mess you would have made from all the expressive hand gestures.
“And you were wearing your usual tank top, right?” He smacks his lips together, as if trying to get rid of the bad aftertaste.
“Yeah, the usual square neck rib knit tank top that I always wear.” He tilts his head to the side, eyebrows knitted in confusion. Your wardrobe of tops flashing through his head. “The one that you don’t understand why I own a several pieces in different colours. That one.” A long ‘oh’ resonates through the speakers, the particular top emerging from the sea of clothing.
Kuroo processes the image for a few seconds. “That’s not revealing at all.”
“Exactly! It’s like the most basic thing? There’s tons of girls out there who wear the similar thing as me too.” You tap your toner onto your face with your hands. “And I was even wearing a jacket on top of it? It’s not like I was fully exposed or something. But even if I didn’t have my jacket on, I don’t see how it’s taken as a sign to stare brazenly like that. I wear whatever the heck I want to make myself feel and look good, not for someone else to ogle at, unable to keep their raging hormones in check.”
He hums in agreement. “What did you do or say to him then?”
“Honestly, I don’t know what made me so pissed at that moment either.” You sigh, reaching out for your wash-off mugwort mask. “I snapped at him, telling him that when he talks to girls, he should be looking at them in the eye, not at their boobs.”  
“That’s my girl.” Kuroo flashes his signature cheshire-grin. “What did he say then?”
Your lips purse together, recalling the situation. “I don’t think he even heard me. Partly because you know how I rush through words like I’m rapping when I’m mad.”
“Told you to apply for that rap competition show on tv.”
“Kuroo.” Your glare earns an apology and light-hearted chuckles. “Another reason why I don’t think he heard me was because he actually had the balls to sit next to me during the karaoke session.” His eyebrows arch at the statement. “To which I dragged Mizuki to sit next to me and he got pushed to the side with the other guys.”
He huffs through his nose with a tinge of frustration, fingers running through his dishevelled hair. “How old is he again?”
“20, I think. But still, that’s no excuse for being so disrespectful towards girls and women. He’s already a full-grown adult for crying out loud.” You set the timer to 15 minutes on your phone, shuffling to your bed. “Out of all the boys I’ve met that are of his age or back when we were his age, I’ve never met such a disrespectful guy. In this area of discussion, I mean.”
“You mean you haven’t met such a horny monkey before.” Kuroo summarises. You snort at his remark, making yourself comfortable under the covers while waiting for the mask to work its magic.
“So you’re mad that he looked at your boobs.”
You place your phone between your folded knees, slouching against the bed frame. “Of course I am. It’s a violation against my body. How the fuck does he think he’s entitled to look at someone blatantly like that? Imagine someone staring at your dick like its nothing.”
The stupid cocky smirk appears on screen again. “Not gonna lie, but I would be proud. Or amused.”
“Freak.” You scoff, scrunching your nose at his reply.
His amber eyes gleam under the dim lights through the screen. “You sure you’re not mad at anything else?” He prods, not letting you off the hook.
“I guess I’m so mad because I never expected this to happen to me. I mean, look at me. What’s there to look at when I’m basically as flat as an airport?” You gesture to your breasts, ignoring his ‘you’re exaggerating’ interjection. “I would understand if he was staring at someone voluptuous or well-blossomed. But what’s the point of staring at a wall so flat there’s no cracks or dents in between?”
Kuroo’s sharp yet soft features settle into a knowing look. “So there is something else that you’re mad at.”
You narrow your eyes at him. “That is?”
“You’re upset that your boobs are small.”
Your eyes take a 360-degree turn, huffing exasperatedly. “I’m not. I’m happy with the way they are.”
“No, you’re not.”
“Yes, I am.”
“You’re not.”
“I am.”
His firm discerning expression in the 10-second-long stare off has you heaving a long sigh in defeat. “I mean, there are times which I wish they would be just a little bigger…” You hesitantly admit, biting the inside of your lips. “So I don’t have to rely on push-up bras that much. And they would look nicer in wireless bras… Or in deep v neck cuts… Or plunge dresses…”
“Babe, they’re perfect with the way they are now.” Kuroo’s words doesn’t come out as pity or consolation; it’s filled with raw honesty and sincerity.
You glance down at the soft flesh beneath your oversized t-shirt that once belonged to Kuroo. “I know, but sometimes you can’t help but want more, right?”
“I understand, it’s natural.” He nods in acknowledgment. “But we have to be grateful with what we have, don’t we?”
A soft smile tugs the corner of his lips at the sight of your pout. “You’re right. Why did I get myself so worked up just because of one horny monkey when I have such an amazing and supportive boyfriend?” His lips curl up with a little more pride at you remembering and reusing his little remark.
“At your service, always. And ever ready to chase off any horny monkeys in sight.” He places his hands to his eyebrows as a salute dramatically, earning a hearty laugh from you.
“Question time. On the bright side, don’t you save more on bras because they require lesser fabric than bigger sizes? Less fabric, less production cost?”
“If only it were like that, Kuroo. You know what, we’re going bra shopping for our next date.”
“May I be granted the honour of choosing the fine piece of garment?” He places his hand over his right chest.
You hold onto your imaginary ruffled dress in the air, dropping into a mid-curtsy. “If I have the honourable chance to be blessed by your gracious kindness to pay for it, be my guest.”
“Of course, m’lady.” He bows curtly, giving you a flirtatious wink.
You giggle at his sappiness. “Okay my turn. Aren’t you jealous that you don’t have the chance to hold them like other boyfriends do for their busty girlfriends when their boobs swell and get sore during their periods?”
He shrugs like it’s no big deal, but the glint in his eyes says otherwise. “It’s not like that’s the only time I get to touch them.” He wiggles his eyebrows at you suggestively.
“Pervert.” You gasp, covering your breasts with your arms.  
The timer on your phone beeps, signaling it’s time for you to wash off your mask.
“Didn’t take you to be a boob person. Thought you were more of a butt person.” You place your phone back on the wall mounted shelf in the bathroom, turning on the tap water to run.
“I’m neither. Because I’m a you person, your person. A person that loves you as a whole, not by parts.” You swear you can see him giving you that smug grin of his with your face submerged with water, washing off the remaining residue.
“You know, maybe God deliberately blessed you with a lesser amount in this aspect.”  His voice echoes through the speakers.
You reach out to your face towel hanging next to the sink and place gentle pats on your face. “And why is that?”
“Because God knew that you’d be unstoppable if you were blessed in all aspects. I mean, look at you. You’re already slaying it despite your fun-sized boobs.”
You nearly choke on your own saliva from the fits of laughter at his comment. “What the hell, Kuroo. No one calls a C cup and below fun-sized.”
“If people call those below the height of 160cm fun-sized, I don’t see why I can’t do the same with breast sizes.” He reasons with a nonchalant face.
“Fine, fun-sized boobs they are.” You give in, switching off the bathroom lights. “Your drop-dead gorgeous kick-ass girlfriend has fun-sized boobs.”
“And I love it. That’s what makes her special too.” He adds, face full-on smitten with love.
“Shut up, cheesy conman.” You chuckle softly, your face a mirror image of his.
“Well, you chose one yourself. No refunds.” The coolness of your moisturizer helps soothe the warmth blossoming across your cheeks, but not the warmth spreading throughout your chest like a cosy fireplace on a cold winter day.
【☾】
Zero and one digits flash on the top right of the screen, signalling it’s way past your bedtime. You’ve been on the phone with Kuroo for close to two hours, no wonder you feel yourself drifting to sleep each second. Kuroo senses it too, from the way your eyes twitch and lose focus.
“Alright, last question before we wrap up for today. When are you hanging out with them again?” He asks, stifling a yawn.  
You let out a yawn as well, stretching your arm over your head, popping a few bones. “I don’t know, but I may skip if he’s tagging along.”
“Nope, we’re going together. Me and you.” Kuroo states matter-of-factly with droopy eyes.
You rub your eyes that has been lidded with sleep. “What if you’re busy on that day like today?”
“Then I’ll just clear my schedule for the day. Gotta show the lil boy who owns this airport.” His deep voice croaking through the speakers of your phone.
“Airport?” You question, confused at his statement, wondering if sleep has started to take over your sense of hearing.
“Airport.” He gestures at his tiddies sleepily.
“Kuroo…” Your distressed groan doesn’t stop him from his babble.
“Gotta show to him that it’s a private one too, not some public area that’s available to any common folk like him. Right, babe?”
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a/n: in Chinese, there’s a saying of calling flat chested girls or girls with small boobs as 飞机场, which means airport because the airport runway is flat. so it’s like one’s chest is so flat that it can run the plane lmao. all sizes are precious, don’t get me wrong. this is purely for entertainment purposes
shoutout to @moonboohoo​ for being my irl Mizuki that day ily ❤️
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connabeth · 3 years
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wait are you doing these 🌠 👀
i am now🤠
1. being smurf and wonkaphobic🙄🙄
2. dark blues—like those starry nights where you’re laying on a blanket of grass and staring up at the sky and it’s surprisingly blue with a dusting of purple...and also like deep, churning ocean waters, with waves not necessarily malevolent or destructive, but just undulating with quiet power
3. small/medium tiddies (shut up i’m manifesting bc you didn’t confirm and erica and i are in desperate need of need a teammate)
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thesassiestcolor · 3 years
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I will say one of the good things about gaining a lot of weight is going up a cup size and having more of a chance to find an actual cute bras
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a-ffection · 4 years
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Some women actually wear bras in their own home?? Wild
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