it starts small. a few extra snacks during movie nights, cozy winter meals that are too good to pass up, lazy mornings spent wrapped in each other instead of working out. neither of you really notice at first—until one fateful evening when you try to sit on nanami’s lap like usual, only for him to let out a very undignified grunt.
“…ow.”
you freeze. “what do you mean ow?”
nanami exhales, adjusting his grip on your waist. “i mean that you are significantly heavier than you were last season.”
your jaw drops. “did you just call me fat?”
he gives you a look—one that says he’s already regretting his word choice. “that’s not what I said.”
“but it’s what you meant!” you clutch your chest dramatically. “so this is how our love story ends, huh? my boyfriend calling me fat after we spent the entire winter eating like royalty?”
nanami sighs, rubbing his temples. “first of all, i never said that. second of all, we did this together, which means you’re not the only one who’s gained weight.”
you pause, eyes narrowing. “you have?”
“yes.”
immediately, your hands go to his sides, pressing into his waist, and your eyes widen in delight. “oh my god. you have.”
nanami groans as you start squishing at his stomach, trying to gauge just how much softer he’s gotten. “stop that.”
“no, this is the best discovery ever,” you say, grinning. “you’re cozier.”
“so are you,” he mutters, gripping your hips and pulling you closer, voice lowering as he adds, “which I like.”
you blink, caught off guard for a second. then you smirk. “oh? so you like my winter weight?”
“if it means there’s more of you to hold, then yes,” he replies simply, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.
your smirk falters, heart skipping a beat. “…now i feel bad for bullying you.”
nanami hums, pressing another kiss to your collarbone. “you should.”
you sigh dramatically. “fine. truce?”
“truce.” he wraps his arms fully around you, pulling you against his chest with ease. “but if we both want to get back in shape, we should start waking up earlier.”
you wrinkle your nose. “hmm. or… we could just stay cozy and accept our fate.”
nanami chuckles, resting his chin atop your head. “…tempting.”
☆ - ̗̀✨ He's just Ken ✨ ̖́- ☆
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“idiot girl, you belong to me.”
kakuzu x reader | supernatural AU (barely) | 18+ eventually
you were desperate, alone, and so so tired. you’d heard … heard of making deals. with demons. they could give you anything you wanted, solve any problem, and all you had to give up was your soul in 10 years time. what you didn’t know was that your demon was no demon at all. his agreement was very different and involved more than just your mortal soul.
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✧ part one ❛ it’s the cruelest thing i could do. ❜ ✧ part two ❛ do you think i’d let anything happen to you? ❜ ✧ part three ❛ i broke my rules for you. ❜ ✧ part four ❛ it’s four am and you’re yelling at me. ❜
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dr stone / perseus luck casino
So for years black girls have had to read fanfics where y/n was automatically described as being paled skinned with long flowing hair and blue eyes. We couldn’t relate to it exactly, it excluded us, it ignored us. But we read it cause it was all that was out there. Now when we start writing fanfics for other black girls to feel included and represented, now you all are saying that you ‘‘can’t relate to it” therefore don’t support black writers when we were supporting your work all those years even though you were acting like we don’t exist within these fandoms.
;浪漫的: room full of art, with yuta
「 moodboard - icons 」 ۵ 恋路 (old era)
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After reading how deep the lyrics are and listening to the creepy instrumental that includes bombs, gunshots, doors opening, knocking, yawning, voices and other creepy noises, I searched the internet to find some information on it.
There’s so many hidden messages and references and I’m baffled how the writer of the original post even noticed and how SM thought about all this in the first place. Unfortunately, the original article is in Portuguese, but I took the time and help of Google to translate it for you guys and since the article is quite lengthy, I cut it down to the important parts and it’s still as long as Rapunzel’s hair, but shorter than the original.
If you speak Portuguese, though, you can also read the original article. (If you find any mistakes, please leave me an ask.)
I already posted it but I cropped half of it out because it’s just too damn long.
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