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Demon siblings

DAKI & GYUTARO - UPPER RANK SIX SIBLINGS

❝No matter how many times I’m reborn, I’m always going to be your little sister! No matter what! (…) I’ll never forgive you if you leave me behind! Because we’re always going to be together! How could you? Don’t you remember that promise we made?❞

Kimetsu No Yaiba Yuukaku-hen Episode 08 Gifs

I’m back, I was absent due to tiredness and studies

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うまい！ Delicious!

food > everything (｡♥‿♥｡)

Rengoku ☆ Kimetsu no Yaiba: Mugen Train Arc ☆ Episode 1

Gramps. Setsu. Come here. This damp, melancholy smell you brought home with you… Did something bad happen? Go ahead and cry. And when you’ve cried your eyes out, get angry at whoever the idiots were did this to you. I’ll play the shamisen for you as much as you want. Then, afterwards… Smile.  - Mashiro no Oto - Episode 2

UPDATE! in the source link, you’ll find ONE HUNDRED ELEVEN gifs (for a total of ONE HUNDRED SEVENTY-EIGHT) of the actress EMILY ALYN LIND in GOSSIP GIRL REBOOT (S01E02). all gifs were made by me from scratch, therefore i’d appreciate if they are not edited, redistributed, added to other gif hunts or claimed as someone elses. if you enjoy or plan on using them, please likeor reblog the post. if you enjoy my work, please consider buying me a coffee! tw: drinking.

Captain America: The First Avenger (Joe Johnston, 2011)

Jungle cruise - McGregor Houghton

imagine a “bimbo” gf with osamu and she’s just like “i’m not dumb i just act stupid to get fucked” cuz she’s such a slut xx

I hate that you literally described me- also this was supposed to be like 200 words max. I accidentally turned it into one whole fic. Not sorry tho (not proofread, I'm on vacation 😫😫)

If you want to see Osamu with a real bimbo, you can request that too!!

THIS POST IS NSFW! Minors do not interact or I'll bite.

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warnings: smut.

"So where's this new intern ya keep talkin' bout?" Atsumu's grinning ear to ear as he steps into his brother's shop, eyes roaming around to catch a glimpse of the new pretty intern that has his brother so passionate about his work all of a sudden.

"She's probably in the back," Osamu tells his brother, brows furrowing a bit since he keeps telling you to stay in front and always take orders instead of helping in the kitchen. You're a pretty little thing- he can't help but grin at the idea of making those short skirts you wear your uniform, you pull a lot of customers, too, and that pretty little head of yours isn't much of use as a cashier or in the kitchen.

As you spot your boss walking in the shop, Osamu can't help but laugh at the way you drop the plates you were just holding to run and greet him. "Osamu-san!" You smile at the man, your hands fitting the hem of your tight little skirt that doesn't leave much to the imagination. "Welcome!"

"Oh," Atsumu grins at his brother, it's no surprise a dumb little girl like you had his interest. Osamu was always rather into dumber girls. "So that's the reason you've been taking 30-minute showers lately, is it?"

"Shut yer trap."

Both twins watch you run across the room, clumsily running into things before you finally arrive to your boss' booth. "Osamu-san!" You chirp and fuck does he love it when you call him that. "Welcome!"

You're so effortlessly hot, it's as if every move of yours is calculated to rile the man up, always flashing him in the most inconveniently convenient ways, giving him boners he has to take care of in the bathroom almost every day at work. But Osamu knows well that can't be true, you're too dumb to think that ahead, aren't you?

"Mornin', Y/N." He shifts in his seat a bit when you lean against the table, your leg dangling right in front of his eyes and your skirt hiking up-

"Y-you- you look just like-" your eyes wide and mouth agape, your surprised gaze falls on the bottle blond next to Osamu.

"Yer boss?" Atsumu laughs at your expression, quirking a brow at you and winking. "I'm his future self, ya can say I'm better, as well."

"Shut it, idiot." Osamu gives the man a cold glare before turning back to you. "He's my twin."

"Ah," you nod dumbly, cluelessly, before looking back at the kitchen. "I think I have to go back to work now, but it was nice to meet you, Atsumu-san." You tell the man before hopping back off from the table, rushing to the kitchen as you sway your hips for both men to watch.

"She's cute." Atsumu comments at his brother watching you with an intent gaze. "Such a good actor, too."

"What?"

"She's lying." Atsumu raises his brows at his brother, pushing an Onigiri in his mouth. "When you play dumb all yer life, ya can tell too when someone's actin' dumb."

-

"Ya know, Atsumu told me somethin' rather interestin' today."

"Y-yeah?" You try to react, but the way Osamu's hands keep rubbing you over your panties has every word pulled from your mind, leaving you with no thought but his rough fingers. "What'd he say?"

"Hm," Osamu humms against your skin, his lips leaving dark marks on your neck and jaw, making you rock your hips on his fingers, "that ma dumb, pretty litt' intern isn't as dumb as she seems."

The way your body freezes under his touch, going limp with shock is enough answer for him, but he wants to hear it from you. His free hand tangles in your hair, pulling on it to make you whimper, as well as giving himself access to more of your pretty neck. "Is that true, doll? Do ya really have thoughts in that pretty head of yers?"

"I'm-" you lose your words when his lips latch on to your skin, teeth grazing the bruises he just made. His fingers that were pushing into you from over your panties cup your pussy, making you melt into his body, your back flush against his chest, your ass right on his cock.

"actin' dumb, 'that it? Like a little whore, givin' every men around ya a boner, acting so dumb, none suspects yer doin' it intentionally." Osamu laughs against your skin. "Ah, can't have you fooling everyone like that, can we now? Guess I'll have to fuck the thoughts out myself, then."

"Osamu-saan-" you whimper, wiggling your ass right on his cock pressing against you. "Osamu-san, fuck me already, please!"

"Fuck," he laughs behind you, making you squirm even more. His hand comes to graphic your tits, squeezing and kneading them and making your knees buckle. "Beggin' so pretty, so needy for some good fuck, is it?"

His free hand finally pushes his pants down, letting his cock spring free. You can't see it, but even the feeling of him hot and hard right beneath your pussy is enough to have you mewling for him.

"Always pressin' this pretty ass on me, bending in front of me to give me a show," He rubs the head of his cock on the entrance, teasing you with a laugh. "I always thought it was just 'cause yer a stupid, clueless little girl."

His hand comes down as a harsh slap on your ass, making you whimper and press your ass closer on his cock. "Turns out ya were just a fucking whore."

He finally, finally pushes himself in you, he's fucking huge- fucking the breath out of your lungs as he keeps trying to push himself in you, stretching you around him so much that tears well in your eyes. "Mmh, fuck- fuck!"

"Shh," Osamu groans behind you, his thumb circling your clit to make it easier for you, even though when he's not even halfway in you, you feel like you're full to the brim. "Yer takin' me so well, doing so good, doll, fu-ah-fuck."

"Such a slut, look how much yer stretching around me- relax baby, holy shit." You keep clamping down on him, his words making you feel dizzy, the stretch reducing you to a dumb little doll as he finally bottoms down. Mouth open, drool running down your chin, mixing with your tears. You whimper when he kisses your lips, his tongue tracing your gaping mouth and groaning when you moan.

"'s too big-" you cry, hands turning into little fists on the wall you're trying to get support from it. "You're too big, Osamu-san!"

"Fuck, look at you," Osamu pulls away, eyes half-open as he drinks your stupid expression in, laughing when you whimper as he gives you an experimental thrust, "maybe 'tsumu was wrong, maybe yer really just a dumb fucking slut."

"Please-"

"Come on, say it louder, doll." Osamu orders you, fingers squeezing your cheeks together and making your lips pucker, "beg for ma cock, beg some more, it's all yer good for, anyway."

"Nngh- please!"

"Good God," Osamu finally starts pushing himself in and out, a steady rhythm making it impossible for you to stay on your legs. "So fucking tight!"

"A wan'ed to do this for so long," he groans, "wanted to bend you over and fuck you to see if you could get any dumber. Maybe get you to a point where you can't even talk?" His hand grabs you by the chin, turning your face to meet his. "Think ya can do that? Be a good girl and let me fuck you dumb?"

"A-ah, yes, sir." You nod stupidly, not even sure to what, at this point. "Yeah?" Osamu laughs, well aware you're not taking a word he says, "good girl, what a dumb little whore for me, getting fucked by your boss in the back of the shop, not embarrassed if anyone can hear you, are you?"

You don't answer, your face smushed against the wall, drooling all over yourself as you can only try and stay sane at your boss splitting you open against the wall of the shop you intern.

"It's okay, sweet girl, ya don't gotta worry," he finally tells you, hips thrusting into you over and over, having you squirm around his cock, crying against the wall, "a won't let all your hard work go to waste, I'll make sure I'll fuck you well enough to have that dumb girl act become a reality."

because of his unacceptable behaviour, madara got suspended from this blog for 2 minutes.

ending scene ㅡ dazai osamu

➤ Pairing: Mafia Boss! Dazai x Reader

➤ Genre: angst, Beast! AU

➤ Warnings: suicide, major character death

➤ Word count: 654

➤ Summary: Death comes in so many forms; accidents, poisoning, naturally. But Dazai's death came in the shape of you. 

➤ Note: haven't been feeling too well and this is the result. if you liked it, please praise me. 

Raindrops, so unusually warm, welcomed Dazai's cooling body as he laid on the wet concrete, waiting for death to finally hug him after so many failed attempts, after so many days of suffering, after making sure that Odasaku could live the life he was once denied of experiencing by a cruel lady called fate. Yes, it was worth it, Dazai thought. 

His dear friend ended up hating him, but Odasaku could finally write his novel and spend his days with the people of the Agency ㅡ a place which once welcomed, a place where Odasaku would be appreciated and safe unlike in the mafia. 

If Dazai's death meant Odasaku's happiness, Dazai gladly paid the price. 

Drowning in thoughts, Dazai barely took notice of the many pedestrians passing by his dying body like a ghost, like he was no one, like he was finally ceasing to exist. The brunette couldn't recognize anyone's face, it seemed like distinct features were crossed out, erased and a mere blank canvas. Maybe this was how these pedestrians perceived Dazai; a plain individual who was dying at their feet. 

Eyes fluttered shut for a moment, Dazai was content in embracing death at last if it weren't for the pair of shoes standing in front of him. 

Gradually, Dazai's eyes widened in shock as the recognized you hovering above him with Yokohama's lights casting a faux halo around your petite silhouette. Why were you there? Dazai was sure that he had erased you from this world, so that his heart wouldn't get into conflict with his plan. He knew that if he had seen you, his feelings would've made turned him into a selfish, greedy man, once again. 

Why were you there, smiling and holding a bouquet of red spider lilies in those soft hands he had liked to hold? 

"It's been a while, Osamu." You spoke softly, gaze glimmering with the reflection of neon and traffic signs. The coat you wore was damp around your shoulders, hair curled at the tips from the rain and a pitch black umbrella in your other hand. His heart ached as he scrutinized your delicate features. 

You kneeled down and gently placed the bouquet on Dazai's chest which was gradually ceasing to rise and fall. With your lips sadly tugged upwards, you brushed straying strands of hair from Dazai's face, fingers carefully tugging at the bandages covering his eye. They came undone. 

"You've suffered a lot, haven't you?" Dazai's voice had long since left him, all he could do was weakly nod as he let you touch him. Damn him ㅡ even in death, he was selfish, craving and leaning into your touch he did not deserve. No matter how much Dazai had suffered, those around him were made to suffer even more. 

You saw the agony in his eyes, the agony of seeing you again. "Worry not, Osamu. You'll be able to sleep well like you did before." How often had he longed to hear your voice and linger in your sweet words that soothed even the deepest of wounds? Dazai always said your voice reminded him of honey. For some reason, he trusted your words, because you always trusted his. 

Dazai could feel his limbs going numb, his heart beat heavily in his chest and breathing became more difficult with each second you were in his presence to tenderly torment him. If there was a God, Dazai figured that you were his divine punishment for all the wrongs he committed. It was only fair, he supposed. 

"This is goodbye, my love." You spoke, thumb lovingly caressing the skin underneath Dazai's eye as you pressed your soft lips to his to give him the last kiss he should never get. As his brown orbs fluttered shut and his heart nearly gave in, Dazai realized one thing which had slipped his rotting mind. 

It wasn't his suicide that was killing him. 

It was you.

TOKYO REVENGERS SPECIAL PREMIERE ✩彡 Takemichi Hanagaki

⤷“This is not enough. To heal my broken heart that has been through those 12 years! I ran… I ran and ran…. I ain’t giving up! I have a reason to not give up! The only way to win is kill me!”

“I’ll protect you… Nezuko!”

Discovering Yaoi

“You don’t understand anything! Don’t talk like you do! It’s not your concern, Hiyori!”

Erwin Smith  ||  Shingeki no Kyojin EP42

“Nice rod you got there.”

tokyo ghoul + scenery

The Case Study of Vanitas - Episode 4

“Is that…All For One?” 

“Now…shall we begin?”

This scene was so intense, it made me shiver!