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jinshi you useless little slut you're breasting boobily around the place moping about telling your crush your identity all the while getting heat stroke literally no one is doing it like you i love you so much

HIII I FREAKJNG LOVED THE TAMAKI X PREGNANT READER SMM CAN YOU PLEASE MAKE MORE IT WAS SO CUTEEE MAYBE LIKE AFTER THE PREGNANCY AND TAMAKI JUST BEING OVERPROTECTIVE AND A GREAT HUSBAND

hello anonn! i'm so glad you enjoyed the tamaki x readerrr :DDD i apologize for the LOONG WAITT, i hope this satisfies what you were seeking! :D

❀˖° — suneater's sunshine, track 02

pairings : tamaki amajiki x fem!reader

warnings : none! :)

➤ masterlist!

“Tama, just hold her!” You chuckled softly, watching as your husband trembled while his eyes were fixated to your little daughter now snuggled in your arms. 

Himari was what he muttered out when you held her, his hand shakily touched her cheek, pulling it back rapidly as if she was going to disintegrate. You kept on nudging him to hold her himself, but he just kept refusing, scared that his hands were too sweaty to hold the small baby. Eventually though, he did cave in, nervously opening his palms as you gently handed the small bundle to him. 

A soft sigh of relief escaped his lips as he held her, softly rocking her as he shushed her. A small smile crept up his lips as he giggled softly while his eyes gazed oh so lovingly at her.

“...She’s beautiful,” He mumbled softly, a hand coming up to move the cloth out of the way of her face. All that while his finger brushed upon her soft little cheek, earning a small whine from her. He smiled, the same smile you've seen him with at your wedding day. 

You could only chuckle at the sight, Tamaki kept on softly mumbling praises to the small baby, something along the lines of, ‘I’m so happy you’re here, hm?’ or ‘You did such a great job, I’m so proud of you.’

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Time never did know rest. It felt like yesterday you were still swaddling Himari, shushing her cries and waking up in the middle of the night because she was hungry. Now, here she was, hair still damp, tied into a small ponytail with small clips adorned her hairline, her elementary uniform still a little bit too big on her. She smiled widely while Tamaki carefully adjusted her collars, on his knees.

“Don’t be afraid to talk, a-and make new friends, okay?” He smiled, tidying up Himari’s bangs.

She nodded, “Yes, dad!” 

“And if anyone is being mean to you, tell the teacher, okay?” 

“Yes, dad!” She nodded again, jumping on her feet. 

Tamaki smiled, kissing her forehead gently as he stood back up.

“Can we go noww?” She pleaded, clutching her bag strap while her other hand tugged at Tamaki's arm.

You chuckled softly, walking over to press a long kiss to both her cheeks, earning a whine from her as well as a small giggle. As you stood up, a gentle tug was calling by your waist, pulling you to your husband’s embrace. He smiled, brushing his knuckle over your cheek before softly doing the same as he did to Himari, then muttering a soft goodbye. “I’ll be off, angel.”

dworkism | do not repost!

Rockstar boyfriend HC

shinsou hitoshi

only ever wants to invite you to his shows because he's scared of messing up in front of you during band practice.

loves sharing music recs with you and making you playlists based off of your silly moods.

TAPPING ON YOUR BODY!! when you're riding passenger in the car, his hand is going to be glued to your thigh tapping away to whatever song is playing (of course you have aux).

however, whenever you try to tap to the rhythm back on him, he always corrects you because you have "no sense of rhythm."

has a custom guitar pick with your initial on it that he wears on a necklace.

LOVES when you sit in his lap when he's just casually playing guitar at home. he swears it suddenly channels the spirit of jimi hendrix in his fingers and makes him play better.

so sexy at shows. the infinite energy, sweat, messy hair, flashing his happy trail, always winking at you when your eyes meet during the set.

favorite bit to do is pretending that you're a random person he's picking up after the show.

"so...what might your name be, pretty thing? did you see me up there? can i buy you a drink?"

makes the cat try to shred on the guitar every now and then.

ritual of you picking out his outfits and doing his makeup for shows.

"i'm sorry babe, but i can't wear the 'i <3 my girlfriend' shirt for the 3rd night in a row."

SULKS after you catch the drum stick thrown in the crowd, but not the guitar pick he deliberately tried to throw in your direction.

threatening to sell locs of his hair and used underwear online whenever he pissed you off.

bandages his fingers for him whenever he shreds a little too hard.

always showing you the songs he write about you first before releasing it or playing it in front of an audience.

my friends refused to hear me out on this one

i think the scariest part of just like. the baseline, fundamental parts of asylum therapist! suguru is the origins of his obsession if that makes sense??

(referring to the au i established in this and this oneshot :]])

like this man truly, truly believes that you’re an angel just because you were able to see through his charm. you saw the darkness in his eyes — in his smile — that he always tried so hard to hide… but you. you saw it from the first time you ever met him. even when you’re sedated and your judgement is clouded, you know the sort of evil in his heart.

you knew him better than anyone within the first half hour of knowing him and you weren’t scared. you threatened him. for someone as damaged — as delusional — as suguru geto, that’s the biggest sign of divinity that you could’ve given him. why wouldn’t he want to keep his angel safe?

and even if you are an angel, he knows you were given to him as a punishment. too much of a good thing is bad for you and suguru is convinced that you are that good thing, that his indulgence in you will surely lead to his fall. knowing that, who could blame him for stalling his inevitable demise? if he was to die by your hands at least let let him hold those hands for the time being. even death row prisoners get a final meal, right?

now to you, suguru geto is the devil incarnate. you don’t believe he was some “divine punishment” (hell, you barely believed you deserved the worldly punishment given to you), but he was… something.

to have a man fully take away your power, make you weak… he had to die, that was your only option. even if you tried to escape you know he’d only use that as an excuse to restrain you even more when he caught you again (when. not if.)

you were smart, you had a plan. you just had to wait it out.