Reblogged megumismyhusband
Reblogged
kento’s favourite noise is hearing your wedding rings clink together.
it’s a soft sound, not a harsh wobble of metal or the screech of a steel sheet cut in two, but like the ripples of water interrupted. it is delicate and brief; a perfect clink. when kento hears it, he sees pink.
clink it goes when kento reaches for your hand when you wake up in the morning, half asleep and head buried deep inside your pillow. he can’t see your face, so he reaches for you instead. his gold band clinks with your more delicate gold ring. it feels softer than cashmere and the yarn of your crochet projects.
clink it goes when you pass him back the spoon he handed you to taste test dinner. the food is hot from the pot and blown carefully by him. it’s a recipe an older woman from the grocery store gave to kento. apparently, her husband would make it for her, so now kento will cook it for you. struck by humour, he didn’t tell you about his encounter until your first few bites into dinner. you choked, tears streaming down your face. kento would make more for you, to which he would receive a reluctant “thank you” and a glare as piercing as cotton balls. you’d never known a love so quietly overwhelming until you met him.
clink it goes when you lightly slap his hand when he’s being silly. kento’s straight line mouth (which you lovingly stroke until he smiles), bursts into the shape of a lemon slice. he can’t help but make you squirm. he likes the little dance you do, your high-pitched “stop it’s” and “you’re so weird, kento’s”. it’s almost as sweet as the clinking of your rings, but somehow, it’s unmatched.
look at you. you’ve conditioned him to associate your love with the clinking of your rings. how dare you.
kento’s favourite noise is hearing your wedding rings clink together.
just finished the hardest design studio i’ve done so far for school :’) i’m still in school but hopefully i can start posting again. sorry for the silence
omg this is so sweet 😣💞
brazilian!getou would always wear a silver chain around his neck and a blunt between his lips, a trail of rising smoke following him everywhere. "to warm up the lungs and clear the mind, boneca" as he would say.
brazilian!getou would show you all his favorite music from his country and loves telling you about brazilian history — he could spend hours talking about it, as long as you don’t get bored.
brazilian!getou's favorite way to relax is watching you suck him off while he smokes on the couch, some music playing on his vintage record player.
brazilian!getou would have two cats with names you think are fucking weird but probably make sense in brazilian portuguese — and he would never explain them to you cuz like you'd not get it anyway
brazilian!getou LOVES playing cards (especially truco and canastra) with brazilian!gojo & shoko, and his team always wins!! they taught you how to play and you finally understood why they’re always so loud and fighting — it’s a mix of beer, cigarettes, and eternal bickering, but it’s soo fun you could do this every weekend
uhh i fear brazilian!getou might be inspired by me :v
brazilian!yuuji could feed the entire world population with his honey-tanned skin and the sexiest accent EVER. bro just imagine yuuji in baggy shorts, a soccer jersey, havaianas and a gold chain around his neck — smelling like sweat and weed but somehow it just works with his cologne. way too hot for no reason. he doesn't even smoke a lot tbh, just when he's with the boys and the vibe is right.
brazilian!yuuji will always checks out pretty girls, flashing that charming-ass smile when they walk by. he just thinks pretty things were made to be admired yk.
brazilian!yuuji is clapping to funk beat like 👏👏👏 👏👏 everywhere, everytime. like it's soo annoying babe pls can u stop and chill for a sec??! ughh
brazilian!yuuji always stops for street dogs to play with them and feed them with his own food and water. he just can't think about those little guys too much or he gets teary-eyed. he's such a softie.
dude is HILARIOUS and so freaking nice to everyone — oh and yeah, he's is totally popular with girls.
brazilian!yuuji is super into music and has a very eclectic taste: pagode, funk, mega, trap, reagge — everything. but his favorite is mpb. classic.
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౨ৎ ᰍ THAT ONE WITH THE MOONCAKE
cw. empire's general jingyuan
night fell over the capital with a cold fog, a silent promise of the damp winter nights that would arrive in the coming weeks. the refraction of moonlight in the mist made everything look mystic, ethereal.
it was late — very late. jingyuan couldn't tell how much time he had wasted, uselessly, listening to that foreign minister’s incoherent ramblings. none of those ideas would ever be applied — not even to mediate the territorial conflicts of the ants in the royal garden. jingyuan had to summon a great deal of patience to explain why.
when the general was finally able to leave the reunion pavilion, there were no more courtiers in the corridors. the silence, after hours of loud, irritating voices, made his ears almost ring. he took a deep breath. thank god he was going home.
in one of the corridor’s bends — a particularly dark one — he felt a chilly breeze brush the back of his neck and slightly rustle his clothes. his fingertips instinctively touched the dagger strapped to his hip; his trained eyes caught a ghostly figure slipping through the shadows. just moments later, his heart skipped a beat or two, and his guard fell at once. that sweet scent of peach blossom and mint always had this effect on him, though he couldn't say he truly enjoyed it. feeling vulnerable like this — especially in his position — was very uncomfortable, to say the least.
over his shoulder, jingyuan spotted your figure, half-hidden in the darkness.
— ...what are you doing, sneaking around the palace like a criminal? — he said with a sigh. his voice was low, deep, but you could hear the amusement in his words, as if your mere presence was enough to lift the weight off his shoulders.
— maybe i am — you whispered, pressing a finger to your lips.
he turned fully toward you. even in the dark, you could see the exhaustion on his pretty, pretty face. he crossed his arms over his chest, a sweet smile lighting up the night.
— oh, yeah? and what kind of crime could such a lady commit?
he noticed your flushed cheeks and the way your eyes sparkled as you stepped closer, holding out your hand in front of him — a little sugary mooncake resting in your palm, smelling so good it gave him a tummy ache. jingyuan had totally forgotten to eat today; his day had been far too busy.
— did you steal candy from the palace kitchen? — he asked, wiping a hand across his face, trying not to laugh.
— i was really hungry...
— this is treason. i’m supposed to arrest you right now. — jingyuan said, stepping forward and taking the little candy from your hand without warning.
before you could protest, he broke it in half and gave one piece back to you, keeping the other for himself. the taste made his chest flutter, his eyes almost closing in quiet praise.
— but if you’re plotting against the empire or whatever, — he added — you’ll at least need a trustworthy accomplice.
𖹭 hey guys this was my first post here on tumblr, hope u like it!