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I mentioned making a new imagines blog for another fandom and I finally have it up and running; it’s for Persona 5 and you can follow it at @steal-your-heart-imagines ♡
I mentioned making a new imagines blog for another fandom and I finally have it up and running; it’s for Persona 5 and you can follow it at @steal-your-heart-imagines ♡
Anonymous asked:
hello! can i get hcs for dazai + types of kisses? thanks!
Dazai Osamu
- Kisses are Dazai’s go-to in countless situations, and the type of smooch you’ll get from the bandaged detective vary wildly. Sometimes it feels as if you’re being kissed by an entirely different person!
- No matter why or where he’s kissing you, Dazai’s one kissing-constant is confidence. You’ll never get a shy peck on the lips from him; he’s always firm, pushing deeper. Dazai practically knows every molecule lining your lips, and every single kiss communicates that deep level of comfort and familiarity.
- When Dazai’s feeling silly, expect to be attacked by his lips. He ambushes you when you least expect, trapping you in his strong arms and peppering tiny kisses up and down your skin. A peck there, a little raspberry there; his mouth skates up and down your body, targeting all your most sensitive spots mercilessly. Dazai doesn’t stop until you’re a laughing mess, begging him to stop the relentless attack.
- As soon as Dazai gets back from work, his first stop when he gets through the door is your lips. He collects his little ‘welcome home’ peck before settling in, and if he ever gets side-tracked before giving you this daily kiss he feels like he’s forgetting something until he checks this sweet gesture off his to-do list.
- Mischief is practically Dazai’s middle name and his kisses always communicate when he’s feeling a bit naughty. Expect his tongue slipping over your teeth, gliding over the roof of your mouth with a cocky smirk toying with the edge of his lips. His hands roam your body, rubbing, tugging, massaging, in tune with his lips dancing against your own. These kisses are hot, all teeth and tongue and nips along your skin as he strips you naked before him.
- Teasing kisses are Dazai’s favorite way of riling you up. He knows exactly what you like and how you like it, and when he’s fucking you he’ll give you just enough with his mouth to put you on the edge but not quite enough for you to orgasm until he thinks you’ve earned it. Dazai dishes out open mouthed kisses along your nipples, twisting down until he’s so close to your sweet spot you could scream but never quite there until his sadistic streak is satisfied.
- Often, when Dazai wakes up with wild bedhead and his eyes still full of sleep, he presses tiny kisses up and down your spine and neck until he gradually starts to perk up. If you’re awake by the time he’s ready to start the day, expect him to trail the kisses a bit lower (after all, what’s fifteen more minutes in bed if it means such a glorious start to the day?). If not, though, Dazai settles for a rude awakening by giving you a sloppy, wet kiss to the mouth; it’s hard to stay asleep when there’s a tongue prodding your face, after all. Try to avoid this if at all possible; he’ll endlessly complain about your morning breath, even though he’s the one that started the smooching (and his morning breath is usually worse than yours).
- Embarrassing other people is one of Dazai’s favorite pastimes, and if he can do it by kissing you, he will. Whenever Atsushi’s in sight prepare for Dazai to suddenly grab you and tip you backwards, dipping you as he kisses you passionately and much too loudly. He’ll only lay off when both you and your unwitting audience are thoroughly flustered.
- The only time that Dazai takes kisses completely seriously are when you need some serious comfort. Whether you wake up in a cold sweat from a nightmare, had the shittiest day ever, or you’re just feeling a little low, he wordlessly sweeps you into his arms and presses his lips against yours. His thumbs caress your cheeks as he gently works his mouth against your own, and Dazai does his best to make the world outside fade away for awhile.
Anonymous asked:
(DABS INTO YOUR INBOX) i love you and your imagines are great!! could i maybe have some headcanons ) of poe walking in on his s/o (who's a musician) like, um, playing the piano and singing a love song and....would he automatically assume it's about him? yeah stuff along that line, well, you know. please! thank you in advance, if it's not too much
This is too cute I’m ded
Edgar Allan Poe
- When Poe hears your sweet voice lilting through his hallways, he’s not surprised; you often sing when you think he’s not there, and with how quiet he can be he’s often audience to your songs. He tiptoes closer to your music room, leaning against the door and concentrating on your music.
- Poe immediately recognizes what you’re singing and he freezes, eyes widening before he practically melts. A serene smile spreads over his face as he leans into the wall, soaking in the composition; you’ve set one of his poems to a sweet melody. His heart swells and in that moment, he’s more in love with you than ever before.
- Early on in your relationship, Poe wouldn’t have believed these sweet notes flowing from your lips were about your love for him; after all, how could someone like him ever deserve or inspire something so breathtakingly beautiful? Now, though, he knows it’s for him and not some hidden paramour stealing your heart behind his back. The song’s for him, and he knows this, but he still can’t wrap his head around how someone like you fell so hard for someone like him. Poe’s content to simply leave that question as one of the universe’s great mysteries, and focuses on losing himself in your voice instead of puzzling out the why.
- He waits, just indulging, until your fingers still and the melody is over. Timidly, he peeks in. “Would you please play that again?” he requests, quietly sliding next you on the piano bench and sweeping a chaste kiss over your lips. As your fingers slide across the ivory keys again Poe rests his head on your shoulder, closing his eyes and wondering again just how in the world he got so lucky.
- Poe listens over and over and over as you sing the sweet melody again and again. He never tires of hearing the love flow thick and saccharine from your words; the serenading session only stops when you laugh in protest, telling your besotted lover your voice will be gone for a week if you sing the poem one more time. It’s worth it, though; Poe’s lips immediately find yours as his hands gently roam your body. He strips you slowly and sensually, leaning you back against the piano bench. He makes love to you, probably the sweetest you’ve ever had, filled with little ‘I love you’s uttered in the gaps of silence and slow even thrusts that tell you he’s yours and you’re his, forever, and he’s the most deep in love he’s ever been.
- Before long Poe locks himself in his study, scribbling furiously away. It takes him mere hours to craft a poem; he pours all of his love into the ink, and his pen simply can’t stop moving. Hearing you sing is great inspiration, to say the least.
Blog Announcement
After an amazing year and a half, I think the time has finally come for me to close this blog. I’ll be going on an indefinite hiatus after I answer the asks still in my askbox. I’m hoping to have this done as soon as possible; I’m aiming for about two weeks to wrap everything up.
When I have that all done I’ll make a more official closing post and put links to my personal blog and new imagines blog there.
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! Running this blog never would’ve been half as amazing without all of you♡
Anonymous asked:
YOU'RE SEVENTEEN?? ME TOO BITCH AYYYYY
AYYYYY BIH
who are these kpop boys i don’t know but they’re in the seventeen tag so have them
Anonymous asked:
🐷 Junk food you can never get enough of
I practically live on junk food (rip my poor body) but if I had to pick one sweet delectable treat it would be sweet potato fries. NUTT.
Anonymous asked:
📏
How tall I am:
I am five feet and seven inches of whole ass foolery.
Anonymous asked:
🎂
I am the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen.
Anonymous asked:
🏢
Your job (You don’t have to be specific) or dream job if you don’t workTechnically I have a job at Arby’s (god bless curly fries) but FO SHO my dream job is as an author.
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Happy Birthday, Chuuya!
Yup, here’s the obligatory birthday post for everyone’s favorite ginger hat-rack. DT Em @goddamnitdazai because she gave me the idea 💜 and major ups to Choco @bungoustray-imagines for reading it at like 4 AM last night and stopping me from just having 1,000 solid words of boring description with no action, you’re the bomb!
Hello! I’m just a new follower here that is a big fan of your works and after seeing them, I am totally in love with them! (Including the Oda ones >//w\\
Awwww thank you!!! (I know Oda’s a total babe and he deserves the world) 💕💕💕💕💕🔫
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shiver {smut}
Happy (earlyish) Birthday to Chuuya. I lost half my life writing this. Also praying Tumblr mobile doesn’t fuck up the format.
{ Chuuya } // NSFW //
{ Cum play, Orgasm denial, Edging, Body Worship }
Words: 13,005
The taste of him was electrifying. Brushed in rose gold from the curve of his cheeks up to his ears he captures every drop of sunlight projecting halcyon glitter as it falls to the dip of the ocean. Scarlet locks tangled in sweat fan over the pillow as he arches his jaw towards the ceiling. Soft violet drops striking a beautiful resemblance to a scattered galaxy catch in the fading light of the sun. Their existence peppered on his neck serve a meaning only in the world inhabited by the two of you; he is yours. The contrast of his pale skin makes them even more vivid, and the way he lolls his head to the side abruptly displays more of them crawling up to the base of his jawline. As they travel down his body they become more saccharine. Crescent indents lining the center of blossoming red—from his chest to his ribs to his hips.
Ripples of fading pleasure inch up his torso through each defined muscle on his abdomen reaching out to the broad stretch of his chest and shoulders, their tepid movements only visible because of how close you are to his hips. His chin remains jutted towards the heavens as the dip between his shoulder blades rises to an arch, bowing him off the bed as the final jolt of his orgasm rolls through. Corners of the pillow case crinkle beneath the grip if his fingers. Air catches in his throat; a voiceless moan leaves his mouth dropped to an ‘o’. Elated sounds of exasperation and satisfaction echo around the room once he is able to let his body relax back into the mattress.
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In honor of the holiday, I bring you: 4/20 headcanons. For the sake of getting everyone together assume it’s a college AU (or at least something where they can meet without a gang war). In the words of illustrious former president Barack Obama: “Pass the reefer, Joe.”
ADA
Dazai Osamu:
- Shows up to work blasted out of his mind but handling his high rather well. He invites everyone to chill at his place after they’re all off the clock, and although he doesn’t outright say what for, his ‘you know what day it is’ comments whenever someone points out his firetruck red eyes make it perfectly clear just what’s happening at in Dazai’s apartment tonight. In honor of the holiday he swears to stick to only marijuana but ends up sneaking out his window to a next door 7/11′s bathroom so that he can secretly chew a few mushies.
Nakajima Atsushi:
- has no idea that 420 is anything besides a normal unit of measurement, and is completely appalled when he shows up to Dazai’s prepared for a laid back evening with his friends only to find smoke pouring out of the windows and no less than three gallon-sized Ziploc bags bursting with marijuana sitting on Dazai’s kitchen counter. Despite his initial shock, Atsushi eventually warms up to this marijuana extravaganza and somehow winds up in a ‘how many hits can you take before you can’t feel your face’ contest with Tachihara (right after he wins he curls up on the floor for a ‘five minute nap’ which morphs into him spending the whole next day asleep on Dazai’s bedroom floorboards.).
Kunikida Doppo:
- Insists he is not, under any circumstances, attending Dazai’s get-together. He shows up anyway and smokes about two blunts’ worth before throwing in the towel. Unsurprisingly, he’s the least affected and ends up being the one running around stopping Tachihara from trying to backflip out of a second story window “because Dazai dared him to”. Despite the fact that he’s the worst out of literally every single licensed driver at the party, he takes everyone home because he’s at least composed enough to not shout “STOP LIGHTS ARE ONLY A SUGGESTION” as he blows through every other intersection and drive 55 in a strictly 30mph zone.
Edogawa Ranpo:
- Refuses to take his weed in anything but infused gummy bears. Ends up passing out in the middle of the living room floor an hour into the party because he liked the way the candy tasted and downed the entire bag within five minutes. Understandably, he doesn’t show up to work for the next three days.
Akiko Yosano:
- Has the tolerance of a native Californian. Yosano insists on edibles because she doesn’t want to wreck her lungs and ends up downing about three brownies, all of which are slathered in cookie butter that’s way too potent to be storebought. When she finally gets properly high she’s incredibly horny and is sending bedroom eyes at every single legal female in a ten mile radius. Disappears from Dazai’s place early (probably to take a pretty little thing home for some private fun).
Tanizaki Junichirou:
- Waits until everyone else has taken what they want before he takes a hit because he wants to be doubly sure everyone gets enough. He plans on getting incredibly high but ends up only smoking one joint because he has to keep Naomi from breaking Dazai’s table lamp and crying.
Tanizaki Naomi:
- Gets ridiculously high after only about two inhales. Tries to convince Tanizaki to shotgun a few breaths with her. After Kunikida demands that the weed party stays an incest-free zone she considers slapping him but decides to lay down on the couch and get scarily invested in reality TV shows instead. Tanizaki’s forced to bring her home after she sneaks some of Ranpo’s gummies and starts tweeting at RuPaul.
Fukuzawa Yukichi:
- Is not invited because he’s the boss, but is still completely aware everyone’s going crazy at Dazai’s apartment. Texts Kunikida to tell him to make sure nobody ends up waking up in a holding cell the next morning, but otherwise doesn’t say anything about the whole thing. Considers smoking a bowl full before bed to reminisce about the ‘good old days’ when he went a bit overboard himself, but decides it’s not worth the effort.
Izumi Kyouka:
- Tagged along with Atsushi because she’s exponentially more aware of the fact that the party’s just one giant community bong and like any middle-schooler, is curious. Tries to sneak a blunt but keeps getting thwarted by Kunikida who always manages to snatch it away from her and mumble something about teenage delinquents being out of control. Eventually gets ahold of a brownie, has two bites, and dumps it behind Dazai’s TV stand because it tastes nasty. Still, she manages to get a pretty solid high and gets Atsushi nearly in tears because bringing her to this party ‘destroyed her innocence’.
Port Mafia
Akutagawa Ryunosuke:
- Was not invited because the place is going to be smoggier than a cheap strip club with new smoke generators and his lungs would disintegrate if he got within five miles of Dazai’s apartment. Naturally, though, since Dazai’s the host he’s not going to pass up this chance and sneaks in through an open second story window. Downs about four brownies so he doesn’t have to smoke and then wanders around, trying to find Dazai until the weed kicks in. Then he just sits on the floor, spacing out with a blank expression on his face until a ‘philosophical’ thought crosses his mind (”Why do they market trash bags as trash bags? Really, they’re only normal bags until you put trash in them.)
Nakahara Chuuya:
- Also was not invited, but specifically told to stay away (by Dazai, naturally). He sneaks in anyway because this is a perfect opportunity to wreck some of Dazai’s shit; everyone’s going too stoned to keep him from Levi-kicking Dazai’s TV stand, he figures. After noticing some mutual friends he ends up getting sidetracked with a few bong hits, and before long he’s covered in chicks wanting to shotgun a few breaths. Decides to take a girl to bed in Dazai’s room because he knows Dazai’s going to flip his lid (and be forced to buy a new mattress) when he finds Chuuya rolling around naked in his sheets.
Higuchi Ichiyou:
- Only showed up because she noticed Akutagawa climbing in through the window. Smokes about two blunts before she gets more relaxed than she’s ever been in her entire life and starts gossiping to Naomi about Akutagawa’s surprisingly shapely abs. When asked how she’s seen Akutagawa at least partially naked she turns red as a fire truck and immediately drives home to recover her dignity.
Tachihara Michizou
- Loses control the second he steps through Dazai’s doorway. At one point was sighted with three entire blunts in his mouth and wearing Kenji’s hat (a strange garment option considering Kenji wasn’t even invited to the weed party).
Akutagawa Gin
- Chainsmokes for the majority of the time. Nobody knows how long she’s been sitting there on Dazai’s couch but the ashtray next to her has no less than five blunts in it. Eventually she stands up just long enough to say “Suck me off, you rust-headed band-aid fucker,” to Tachihara and then just leaves.
Motojirou Kaiji
- Nobody can tell if he’s just smoked the entire medical marijuana population out of their prescription for three months or if he hasn’t touched a leaf. He’s just being… well, himself.
Mori Ougai
- Definitely not invited; not only is he the less-nice boss out of the two uninvited bosses, but an out of control Mori is something no one wants to see. Considering the fact that even when he’s sober he likes his girls how he likes his memorized multiplication tables (twelve and under), there’s obviously a few screws loose and nobody wants to discover the effects of a drug-induced party craze.
It’s that time of year again.
Anonymous asked:
Tough one: fmk chuuya, chuuya, and chuuya. Go!
HMMMM FUCK
this ask is a power move
I elect to fuck, marry, and kill the same chuuya, pin my husband chuuya’s murder on Chuuya #3, have Chuuya #2 kill Chuuya #3, and then fuck Chuuya #2 in a show of gratitude.