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Man-eating tiger… I’ve had this idea for a little bit but art block sucks—also fills req to draw Atsushi!
No way he thinks he's gonna get free cookies 😭
Unfortunately low budget on last one 😔
Also first time when I draw Sigma ✌️🥹 (Sorry his hair just wasn't made for me 💔)
I also don't know how to draw computers 🙂↕️
hihiii! Could I please request a chuuya x hyperfeminine reader? not necessarily loves just pink, she just loves getting dolled up, wearing pretty dresses, long hair, puts in a lot of effort, etc, it's okay if not, have a great day <3
‧˚꒰🍷꒱༘ his pretty doll ⊹— chuuya x fem!reader
tags: sfw, headcanons & a drabble, suggestive at the ends
a/n: i loved writing this request bc it's so me, enjoy! ♡𐙚ּ ֶָ֢.
chuuya notices the effort fully, down to the tiniest details ever. the kind of details where you expect people to notice and sometimes.. they don't—he pays attention to those. not just “you look nice”. but what you chose—the jewelry you paired with your dress, how your hair is styled that day, what color palette you chose and how it compliments your features. “new earrings?” he’ll ask casually as he helps you put them on—you hadn't told him yet, you didn't need to.
you leave traces of yourself on him without even trying. lipstick marks on the edge of his glass, faint smudges on his collar where you leaned too close, your perfume on his coat following him around throughout his day, his scent mixing with your softer one—your pretty dresses (or lingerie) lingering around his house—just unforgettable.
he absolutely helps you get ready sometimes. he's not clumsy either—he’s precise and does actually help. he fixes your dresses, fastens delicate clasps, adjusts a necklace so it sits right, fingers warm against the back of your neck; he'll brush out your hair gently, help you style it, choose your accessories for you—and there’s something intimate about how close he has to be to do it. as he helps, his eyes roam all over you until you blush a bit, his gaze laced with a kind of gentleness you don't usually see from someone like him.
he loves when you ask for his opinion—“this one or this one?”—he’ll pause, actually look, consider, won't dismiss it with a "whatever you want", like it doesn’t matter. “that one.”
compliments are non negotiable. you will not leave not the house, let alone your room without getting loved and doted on by him. he's your biggest glazer. sorry . "you look absolutely beautiful doll", he'll say—"pretty girl.. my pretty girl," while pressing a kiss to your cheek or temple—he calls you doll a lot, because you look like, and truly are one.
your lip gloss always transfers when you kiss. it’s inevitable—soft kisses that linger just a little too long, a little too slow—and when you pull away, there’s that shine left on his lips that makes him even more kissable. he doesn’t wipe it off. if anything, he licks his lips absentmindedly. it has grown on him—to the point where every time you put it on he wonders what flavor will your lips taste this time—"may i get another taste angel?"
he gets weirdly still when you get close to his face. like when you’re fixing his tie, or wiping something off his cheek—your breath right there, your hands gentle on him, you pretty face so close to his. he doesn’t interrupt, just watches you, eyes half-lidded, letting it happen. you soften him in a way nobody else can, like he’s still chuuya—sharp, reactive, intense—but with you, there’s this slow drag to his movements, as if everything around him has just softened.
you kiss his cigarette filters. when he's asleep or busy or has a pack laying around untouched—you'll put on a shade you feel like wearing that day, and take them one by one and kiss the cigarette mouthpieces, leaving pretty kiss prints like a signature—sometimes briefly putting them between your lips to mark all around it. then you'll just put them back and go on with your day for him to find out whenever. the first time, he was alone when he noticed. he paused, his thumb brushed over the mark, just staring for a second longer than he should've before he smirked and took a drag, lips landing right where yours were previously.
he’s very gentle with you physically, affectionate in quiet ways. a hand at your lower back guiding you through a room, fingers brushing yours when you’re side by side, letting you lean into him, one arm wrapping around you, pulling you in just a little closer than necessary. your affection is slow, arms wrapping around him from behind, cheek resting against his shoulder, soft presses of your lips against his jaw, his temple—the kind of closeness that lingers with him for a long time.
you soften him without even trying—not any less sharp, not weak—but there's this slow drag to his movements when he's with you, losing that constant edge and tension. his voice drops, and he's more.. at ease, like you're the calm to his storms
he never treats your femininity like it makes you fragile. that’s a big thing with him. you can be soft, delicate, put-together—and he still knows you’re capable. there’s zero condescension in the way he handles you. only respect.
there’s this quiet contrast between you, that never feels like a clash—his sharpness, your softness—his intensity, your gentleness—and instead of canceling each other out, it just… fits.
bonus: if you doll up for him? (dolly lingerie, pretty little dresses in styles only he can see, or just a pretty pink bow around your throat) oh he's smitten. he'll eat you up with just his eyes before he gets to even touch you. "just sitting there like a gift sent from heaven aren't you?.. waiting for me to unwrap you sweetheart?" —his hands are hungry. not rough, or careless—just greedy. he'll press slow kisses to your skin—over your jaw, you ear, your neck—chuckling when a particular one tickles you and makes you giggle—his palms spread over your waist, hips, thighs, everywhere—and yes, he does want to absolutely devour you right then and there, but. your laugh makes him smile, soft in his neediness. he savours how your soft laughs fade into even softer sighs under his touch.
drabble ♡ — suggestive
the soft glow of the vanity lights bathed the bedroom in a warm, golden hue, "baby is everything in place?" you muttered as you leaned closer to the mirror, your long hair cascaded down your back in loose waves, freshly curled and scented with that sweet perfume chuuya loved. the dress you’d chosen clung to your figure just right—soft chiffon in a delicate blush shade, with a sweetheart neckline that highlighted your shiny collarbones, and a hem that fluttered around your thighs. you smoothed it down with manicured hands, turning slightly to check the back.
you'd been getting ready to go out with him for a while now, and he'd been waiting patiently on your bed, watching you do your thing with a lazy smile which you couldn't see for the last twenty minutes like he couldn’t get enough. now though? he was up—crossing the room with his effortless stride until his gloved hands settled on your waist.
you caught his eyes in the mirror—sharp blue, half-lidded with that familiar hunger. “like it?” you asked, tilting your head so your hair brushed his shoulder.
“like it?” he let out a short laugh that almost sounded like a scoff, stepping flush against your back. one hand slid up your side, tracing the curve of your hip through the thin fabric. “you’re killin’ me here, y'know? look at you… all dolled up like a goddamn dream.” he pressed a slow kiss just below your ear, then another. “y'smell so sweet. feel even better.”
you leaned back into him, feeling the solid warmth of his chest, a sudden giggle slipping despite yourself purely because of the shiver that ran through you. “we’re supposed to be leaving soon,” you reminded him, though your voice had already gone softer, breathier.
“yeah?” chuuya’s other hand came up, gathering a lock of your hair and brushing it over your shoulder. his lips found the exposed skin there, pressing a lingering kiss that turned into a soft nip. he turned you in his arms so you faced him, tilting your chin up. your hands came up to adjust his tie, even though it was already perfect, just an excuse to touch him.
his gaze dropped to your lips, then lower, drinking in the way the dress hugged you. “they can wait. let me look at my girl a little longer.”
he kissed you then—slow at first, careful not to smudge your lipstick too badly, but deepening it quickly as you melted into him. his hands roamed, one slipping down to squeeze your thigh, pulling you closer until there was nothing between you but silk and heat.
“keep this on tonight,” he murmured, voice lower now, rougher as he pulled back just enough to speak against your lips. “but when we get back… I’m taking my time peeling it off you.”
you smiled, cheeks warm, and brushed a gentle hand down his chest. “promise?”
chuuya’s grin was sharp and full of promise as he stole one last kiss. “always, doll. now finish getting pretty. the sooner we leave, the sooner we get back.”
♡𐙚ּ ֶָ֢.
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Atsushi blushes DRAMATICALLY. On top of being really pale, he always blushes really hard and can NOT control it. Even if he can keep his voice even and his expression firm, he can't hide how his face, ears and neck turn bright red in a matter of seconds

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Bsd but the only form of transportation that was ever invented is bicycles
high speed chase on bikes.
wait, then would the Moby Dick fight take place on a bike? and all the boat scenes are on bikes
Yeah, I can see KUNIKIDA riding one of these and catching Atsushi and Kyouka as they jump down from a flaming giant carrier bike.
Kitty
Btw I am a PROUD ATSUGIN SHIPPER!!! And I just wrote some BULSHHHHIIITTTT!!! No plot no beta no editing one take bullshit for ALL my atsugin lovers out there! Come and get your food!! ↓↓↓↓↓
Atsushi was very nervous.
It was for a very good reason. He was cooking dinner. The difficulties start here because he's not a very good cook. He only started learning recently and everything felt difficult. But still, he wanted to do this. He wanted to do this right.
In his eyes, he had every reason to stress over this dish so much.
First of all, he was being watched. Or admired, that would be a better word, but to him it felt like being watched. Judged. Scrutinized. None of the sort was happening, of course, and the calm steely eyes following him were really just admiring. Gin was happy to be here. She was happy to spend time with Atsushi and spend time admiring him and she was especially happy, maybe even a bit bashful, to know that he wanted to cook for her.
The sight of him, moving around the kitchen frantically, nervous but still seriously focused on the task, was mesmerising. Cute, even. He seemed so dead-set on doing things right, from inviting her over to making dinner for her. She thought, as she watched him from her spot at the table, that she wanted to see this side of him more often. A side that was almost... Domestic.
She's snapped out of her thoughts by Atsushi approaching her apprehensively with a plate in hands. Pasta. It wasn't the hardest thing to cook, but still he looked like he had a whole battle in that kitchen. Sleeves rolled up, face flushed, some flour and milk stains here and there. It didn't matter to her how difficult a pasta should actually be, the effort he evidently put into this was a lot more important.
"Won't you eat too?" She asks when she sees him still standing over her and watching, hands fidgety, as she picks up a fork.
"I'd like to hear what you think first... So I can, you know, maybe fix it." He explains a bit awkwardly, eyes shifting. She bites back a smile. She doesn't want him to think she would ever laugh at his efforts.
Even though it's a bit embarrassing to be watched like that while she's eating, she brings the fork with pasta to her mouth. Her focus shifts away from Atsushi for just a moment and she closes her eyes briefly. It's so good. It's so homemade, as weird as that sounds, and so warm and tasty that she silently decides that this must be her new favourite dish.
"It's so good!" She tells him as much, already reaching for more. When he hears those words he beams at her, bright and suddenly energetic, and at that moment it's like the food magically becomes even more tasty, even more warm and even more her favourite.
Bcs with the orphanage and the headmaster he really never learned medical care. So picture this. He's injured (and for some reason, his healing didn't kick in, IDK, ability or smth, right?) and Yosano goes into the infirmary after getting the run down from Kunikida of what happened and sees Atsushi LICKING HIS WOUND LIKE A GODDAMN CAT. AND HE SEES NOTHING WRONG WITH IT. HE JUST THINKS HE NEEDS TO LAP UP THE BLOOD AND THAT'LL DISINFECT IT. Cue Yosano giving a very thorough lesson about medical care to Atsushi, with tiger boy being very confused about... everything.
I feel like in general he's aware that simply licking up the blood isn't the best thing to do, but it's also worked for him so far. First because nothing else was available, later because he felt like proper disinfection is too much of a hassle for small cuts and he didn't want to be a burden. Now he probably doesn't even need to properly take care of small wounds because his ability heals them quickly, but maybe the act of practicing self care will do him well in the future
I wanted to repost my AtsuLucy art from my old blog ☕️

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My favourite kind of bsd content is whatever this is
Me when I'm in a unserious competition and my opponent is bsd play actors 💀
NOTHING about higuchi x tachihara?? Not on Pinterest, not on Tumblr, not even on ao3??? In all the years of bsd, NO ONE thought of this ship??? WHAT ARE YOU PEOPLE EVEN DOING
ohhh nothing just thinking about atsushi with tiger traits (especially when he can’t get his emotions under control) Sprouting ears or a tail or becoming animalistic while still mostly human. huge fan of this.
Hello everyone!! I'm sorry I've been gone so long, a lot happened to me. I am still currently undergoing big changes, but slowly everything will go back to normal. I decided that while I can't post daily and I don't have as many atsushi hcs anymore, I still have some things to talk about when it comes to bsd
I also haven't forgotten about all the people in my inbox, I'm so sorry for not replying for so long💔💔 I'll try to schedule replies in the nearest time! For now I wanna say thank you to everyone who stuck around or still remembers about this blog. I love being here with you🩷🩵

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Atsushi is specifically a Siberian tiger, so in winter he gets a lot more fluffy and warm. And cuddly.
tag game!!!
reblog with your results!!
Wanna be a magical girl?
@enzoism @brilliantphantasia @hpdamechan @snuffangelgirl @terralover45 @evil-hanamura-fuyume @tormentingcupid @w1theringinthehospital @fangz2sweet @iokyun @angel-of-d3npa @polkadotghost @enatenshi @thegirlneurotoxin @highclasshomosexual @miri-had-2-much-coffee @lemonbutler @nikolaikinnie @1-kaito-1 @kamiishirui @hauntingkotoko @razorpawzz @princespousal @fluffycreampuff56 + open tags!
hey we are a good match lolol
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tags: @innocencekills @saccharine-hopes @gods-jest3r + open
thank you sm for the tag!! and thanks to another person that i saw tagged me!!! ♡
tags: @blushcitrus @m3dicated-bun @pjppy @cruelandsugary @chichichime + open tag :)
aaa this is so cute!!
@adhdemon4 @m3dicated-bun @bunnipixels
THANK YOU HAJIMEEEE !!!
tag list ^_^
@blushcitrus ( tagging you back !! )
@xxrachelgardenerxx @keeggaann @ladyatpenta @toothworxx @midnight-showtime @flotieclouds @ghost-the-guy @beccahasarrived @dailytenkoappreciation @blessed-scapegoat @felesmimus @karmonpiki @sonarsxdaisukesxbyakuyasxshipper @chvvya-wannab33 @citrine-incarnate @icantrememberthedream @l0b0t0m1z3dx @thesilliestdude @cyutezombie @kenny-the-silly @sharxxybaitxdd @holidaygirl12251 @krismas15 @b0red-bl5de @starrie-dove @sicklysweetspynni @chichichime @themorbiddarling @starrylily347 @jirai-ame-will-never-leave @r4zorluvrr @oshidorifuufu2
+ open tags ! DM me to be added or removed
This is the first time I've done a tag game in a while ^^ thanks for the tag!
Sorry if I tag anyone who's already done it or doesn't do tag games <\3
@h0stile-yum @wonderkat-jirai @flowerformeguru @gogols-hell @chvvya-wannab33 @miri-had-2-much-coffee @mochachaniscooked
thanks you ^^
tag list: (sorry if i tag someone again)
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thank youu
pretty accurate !! the art is so cute
@nitoisntdead (you are a magical girl no matter if you're a dude) @flowerformeguru @jirai-ame-will-never-leave @achilles-the-bard @antihero-yurio @/bandaged-----gauze @enatenshi @winnytrash-ex @wuthering-on-ur-ashes
i did it but im on my mums laptop so i cant screenshot ! i got flower mint of life :p
ahhh i didn’t screenshot the match one but it said good match with white star of hope!!
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I don't think this fits at all TvT, but she's pretty tag list under cut
I do not know what this means