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weird-dere-writes · 5 hours
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meet team member Gojo Satoru . . . !
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@strawberrystepmom : -why this cursed image of all things AHAHAHAH. all eyes really will be glued to him with those big, bug-eyed, blue marbles.
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join the cafe kitsune k-pop training camp !
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weird-dere-writes · 8 hours
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i feel like a lot of the 'i hate kids' crowd would be more tolerant if they understood that due to a kid's limited experience of the world that 4 hour flight might just be the longest they've ever had to sit still for or that trapped finger might literally be the most pain they've ever felt in their short life or they might not have ever seen a person with pink hair ever so of course they want to touch it or nobody's told them yet that they can't run around the museum and they only just learned cheetahs are the fastest animals so of course they want to put that to the test. how were they supposed to know etc etc.
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weird-dere-writes · 10 hours
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I am pretending to get a kiss on the forehead from each of you for nappies 💕
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weird-dere-writes · 11 hours
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"Thought the orchestrion sounded a bit loud. Turns out, I've found a lost songbird."
"Are you here to flirt, or would you like to hear me play?"
"I'm a man of many talents."
huge huge HUUUUUUGE thank you to @fittsythesnail for her AMAZING commissions! she never ever fails to deliver, omg 🥺
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weird-dere-writes · 11 hours
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I like to imagine older Bakugou having one of those restoration channels on YouTube. You know the ones where they repair and clean old antiques, like decades-old household items like power tools, stove tops and coffee grinders, and old gaming consoles and electronics?
You never see his face, however, his hands, covered by thin, black protective gloves, are enough to keep you watching; mesmerised by their movements as they unscrew screws, pull apart casings, tighten nuts and bolts, carefully replace springs, gently file away any imperfections…
His typed comments on the screen - for he never utters a word - give you a small peek of the man he is. They show his intelligence with his knowledge of the object; stating the manufacture, when it was first produced, what is wrong with it, what he’s doing in each stage of the restoration. He’s teaching you things you never knew, and appreciating the time and effort he’s put into his research to make his videos not only satisfying but educational too. Sometimes they even make you giggle with how crude they can be, ‘this piece is fucked, gonna have to make a replacement,’ accompanied by him giving the finger to the part that is broken beyond repair.
It’s even better when he forgets to put on the gloves, then you can see more clearly the strength he holds within them. How the veins on the back of his hands protrude when they shift; how the tendons in his wrists tighten and flex when he grips the handle of the vice to lock into place his latest project. How tiny the nuts and bolts he picks up look against the pads of his fingers; how calloused and worn those tips are from years of work. Dirt and grime trapped beneath his roughly cut fingernails, and grease making them and his palms shiny under the bright lights of his workshop, the fair-blond dusting of hairs on his forearms barely visible under those lights.
You can see the suffering he’s had to go through to perfect his craft, finding tiny scars from burns and cuts, and more recent ones that have turned his flesh around the wounds red and swollen. Yet they do not seem to bother him, continuing to work; his passion, love and care showing for each forgotten treasure, breathing life into them with each and every video released, a new restoration for you to enjoy.
They make you think what other things those hands can do, especially after his project is complete and gives the camera the thumbs up at a job well done when it passes the final test, wishing that you could get just a hint of what he looks like in the reflection of a metallic surface.
They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but with Bakugou it’s his hands.
A working man’s hands that you can’t help but want to hold between your own.
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just seen someone on tiktok say gojo isn’t japanese. its so over
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Imagine Katsuki being unexpectedly touchy or handsy, not in a sexual way.
Like Katsuki and you are just friends but his gentleman actions are making you feel some type of way for him. And Katsuki is never this “affectionate” to his other friends, he hasn’t realized he genuinely likes you.
When in a crowd he guides you with a strong hand on your lower back. Like at a gala, where he hovers a hand under your elbow waiting for you finish a conversation so he can get you two to a table. Stopping at some reporters interview with a hand splayed between your shoulder blades, said hand then gliding down your back to guide you to the table cuz the awards are starting.
When taking photos, Katsuki grabs and pulls you in by the waist to take the pic. Makes your heart flutter a bit as you stare at him for a bit.
Who shrugs a beefy arm over your shoulder or whatever furniture you’re sitting on. Who also absentmindedly plays with the ends of your hair. Twirling it around his thick fingers making it curl as he continues the conversation.
Who puts his hands on your shoulders giving them a rub, seeing you sigh in relief relaxes him as he’s on a call with his ear device thingy. Also when he’s on calls and your around he gets extra touchy. He plays with your fingers squeezing them together as you scroll on your phone. Plays with your jewelry (necklaces, rings, earrings), even adjusts your clothes but never gets distracted from his call.
Even now you are immune to his touch, you don’t think much of it besides him being a mother hen. You consider him your bestest friend because you believe that’s all he’ll ever see you as. You couldn’t be more wrong.
Throughout all those touches Katsuki’s hands aren’t the only thing that linger, his eyes and mind do. So before he loses his courage, he hangs up the call on Deku mid sentence. Katsuki grabs your face pressing your lips together, bringing his other hand to the back of your head to deepen it further.
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imagine you can feel phantom tugs when your soulmate plays with your red string of fate
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weird-dere-writes · 2 days
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SNUGGLES U KISSUKISUKISKISKISUUUU
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii bby :3 💋💋💋
SNUGGLING SMOOCHING NUZZLING PURRING GENTLY BITING CARESSING HUMMING CUDDLING SOME MORE 🩷❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🖤🩶🤍🤎❤️‍🔥❣️💕💞💓💗💖💘💝💟
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weird-dere-writes · 2 days
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went to beautiful angel island and they were planning a parade celebrating you
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weird-dere-writes · 2 days
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hold on. Was suck him good and hard through his jorts supposed to conjour the image of someone who has an unzipped fly because this entire time I've been imagining someone slurping on wet denim
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weird-dere-writes · 2 days
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yayyyy mutuals hiiiiiiiii reblog if you love your mutualssssssss hiii mutuals
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weird-dere-writes · 3 days
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gloryhole for werewolves to knot u in when omg
cw. knotting, oral, he calls you sweetheart, my very first time writing anything like this <3 pretty please be gentle sobsobsob
omg indeed . . . only focused on 1 but i need to be passed around help
each of them feel different, most obviously, and you have lost count of how many have used you to relieve themselves.
your brain is fuzzy, body sweaty — your back sticks to the leather of the table you lay on, hands weakly gripping onto the sides of it as a new werewolf teases your exposed cunt.
this one is different — he sucks on your clit first, makes your eyes roll into the back of your head as he overstimulates your bud. you feel him groan into your sex, which makes your body jerk.
his words are muffled through the wall, but you can still manage to hear him as he says: “that feel good, sweetheart?”
you swallow. “y-yeah, that feels really good.”
you think he chuckles before his tongue delves into your pussy — passionate with a hint of desperation.
“gonna put it in now, ‘kay?”
you cover your eyes with your arm, cunt pounding as you await.
he teases you first with his head — it’s full, you think, and feels like it has been dripping pre-cum. when he pushes his cock inside of you fully, you think you see heaven.
“fuck, sweetheart.”
the thin wall almost shakes as he rests his hands on it and pounds into you, rough groans spilling from his mouth as you squeeze and pull on your nipples — shamelessly fantasizing that desperate mouth of his latched onto your breasts, your lips. would he sink his teeth into your shoulder? kiss it afterward? make you bleed and lick it up?
you’re sure he’s a dog of love.
“good fuck, i’m gonna cum, sweetheart.”
his hips snap against your ass, pushes himself completely inside — makes you sit up a bit, in desperate need of pulling him in more — and he cums, knots himself in you.
your mouth falls agape and you find the stars in a whorehouse.
“that won’t be enough,” he pants, “i need all of you, sweetheart.”
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weird-dere-writes · 4 days
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Hello, my Dere 💜 I just wanted to pop in and say I've been thinking about you & I hope you're well 💜💜💜
Ix hellloooooo 🫶🏾🩷🩷🩷
I love you! And I hope you're well too, my darling :3.
I've been mostly okay. Doing my best each day. There's just a lot in life happening.
I am cuddling you from afar and wishing you well 💕.
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weird-dere-writes · 4 days
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Have I mentioned I am deeply in love with Ichigo Kurosaki?
Yes? Every time you see me?
Well I am here to tell you once again, today, tomorrow, forever
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weird-dere-writes · 4 days
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hey im free later if you wanna like get married or merge souls or something
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