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୨ৎ the girl with everything in her bag .ᐟ

your ultimate guide on how to prepare a bag for whatever the world throws at you!

( any bag should work ─ you could use a smaller bag or use a bigger bag with heaps of pockets! )

WHAT TO PACK .ᐟ

face/makeup related:

makeup for touch ups (if you wear it!)

spare lash glue (if your use falsies!)

lip balm

lip gloss

mini flip mirror

body, hand and hair related:

deodorant (preferably spray on)

mini perfume/body mist

mini lotion

hand cream

hand sanitizer

nail file

spare pad/tampon

hairbrush and/or comb

hair ties

pencil case:

mini notebook

pen and pencil

eraser

mini ruler

sharpener

highlighter

purse/wallet essentials:

house/car keys

ID

drivers license (if you drive)

credit card

spare loose cash

any useful gift cards you own (make sure they have money on them and that they're not expired!)

misc:

gum

mints

wet wipes

mini tissue pack

a snack

bandages (you can also go the extra mile and make a mini first aid kit, although this is optional!)

if you have braces, a toothbrush and mini toothpaste in a travel case are a must!

when he holds you tighter as he fucks into you and his thrusts are getting faster and desperate snd erratic and his face is buried in ur neck and he's got a fistful of your hair and he can't stop telling you your tight, warm pussy is his and only his in needy growls

To find the light, we must first touch the darkness 

Please also check out @bluepinkangel​’s amazing hot moodboard for this universe 🖤

dark!mafia Steve Rogers x female reader

summary: When you unexpectedly are appointed to run a health center, you foresee many struggles along the way, but not one in the form of a merciless mob boss. Steve Rogers’ core aim is to own and he won’t take no for an answer. To any of his demands. 

warnings: dark!Steve Rogers (really, he’s not a softie here, he dark); manipulation; blackmail; threats; power imbalance; 

specific warnings will be added for each chapter separately

*yeah I know the title is long, but I like it 😜 besides, each part will have it’s own little title

Chapter 1. Storm on the horizon  

Chapter 2. Lava in the snow

Chapter 3. In the eye of the storm

Chapter 4. Heated hail 

Chapter 5. Breaking ice

Chapter 6. TBT

Chapter 7. TBT

Chapter 8. TBT

Chapter 9. TBT

Chapter 10. TBT

his fave position

pic inspired

if Princess was pregnant

birthday celebration

show of power

OVA

OVA II

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THEIR REACTIONS WHEN YOU WEAR THEIR CLOTHES FOR THE FIRST TIME— JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi + nanami kento

ღ warnings — a little suggestive in satoru’s :p

ღ note — just wanna wear their clothes cause i bet they’re all extra comfy ‘n warm sob . . . >3<

・✶ ｡ﾟ GOJO SATORU

you hadn’t realise it wasn’t yours until you put it on, choosing just to shrug and enjoy how comfortable the fabric of satoru’s expensive, designer shirt felt while you waited on him coming home from work. it’s not long before you hear the door close, rising from the couch when you hear a familiar low tone speak from the doorway. “oh? what’s this? looks like somebody missed me.” satoru hums, teasing while his eyes immediately recognise the shirt on your figure as one of his own as he approaches you, resting his hands on your hips while he smirks one of his more handsome grins. “this a surprise for me, sweet girl? you’re spoiling me, what am i gonna do with you.” he chuckles, a smooth sort of sound that has your toes curling when he pushes his chest closer to yours. but his crystalline gaze turns a little softer when you roll your eyes at his words playfully, feeling him lean into gently press a few kisses along your jawline until you’re batting him away and he’s biting the skin lightly. “‘toru!” you laugh and you feel him hum as he holds you tightly in place. “i know, sweetheart. such a shame i gotta rip this off now, right?”

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

you’d always wondered how his clothes would feel, so when you find one of his shirts sat out on his bed you can’t help but try it — always feeling soft the fabric is whenever you’re pressed against suguru’s chest. he doesn’t say anything at first when he returns to your room, you only hear him exhale in a laugh slightly before he’s shooting you a gentle sort of smile—one that has something warm creeping in your stomach when he falls down into bed next to you. “looks good on you, sweetheart.” suguru’s hums, letting his fingers trace under the fabric of the shirt across your body until they’re smoothing along your waist, and the featherlight touch has you pushing deeper into him so he can press a kiss against your temple with another grin. “can’t have you stealing these, you might just suit it more than i do.” you suddenly notice that whenever you go over he always has a shirt sitting out on his bed for you—but he’d always laugh it off as just a coincidence before he’s insisting you wear it anyway.

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

yuuji had ran downstairs to grab a drink just as you felt a shiver run through your body, opting to grab the sweater he’d just recently taking off given how warm he usually was— throwing it over your figure while you stand to adjust it. you don’t realise he’s made his way back upstairs until you hear his voice call from the doorway, his body frozen as he holds two glasses of water and gapes at you, lips parted softly and eyebrows raised “you look so good, baby. it suits you! you gotta wear my stuff more, for real!“ yuuji grins enthusiastically, ending up making his way over to his drawers with a bright look in his eyes as he goes through his clothes. “i’ve probably got some more you can try, cmon you can pick some out.” and you watch as your boyfriend turns to face you again, holding a few too many t-shirts in his arms before almost bouncing over to set them on the bed in favour of approaching you after to press a few messy kisses to your lips. “we gotta do this more often!”

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

“what’re you doing?” you hear megumi ask as he returns from the bathroom to you laying in his bed newly draped in his shirt, finding it comfier than the one you wore to his. “what do you mean?” you reply, not realising he’s asking about the shirt when he looks away from your gaze— his hand moving quickly to rub at the back of his neck while his cheeks begin to tint pink, clearing his throat before talking again. “doesn’t matter, ‘ts not important.” you huff at his words, curious but the blush on megumi’s face has you focusing on that instead when you feel him climb back into the bed next to you, sitting a little closer than normal this time. you feel his fingers brush against your hip before they smooth over the hem of the tshirt, his fingers fiddling slightly with the fabric while he rests his head in the crook of your neck. “uh, you can keep it.” he hums, voice raspy as he melts into you and you can almost feel the gentle smile he tries to hide with a pout on his lips against your skin.

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

you’d grabbed one of his dress shirts to run some errands at the weekend since it had been too warm for you to wear a real jacket, noticing that nanami had already returned home by the time you’d finished as he flicks through his book on the couch. “long day, sweetheart?” he hums, taking a sip of his coffee and you don’t miss the way his eyes give you a quick look over before he’s pushing up his glasses with a ghost of a smile on his lips. “just had some errands.” you sigh, watching him approach you before you go to strip off the shirt that’s hanging over your shoulders, but just when your fingers grab at the fabric you feel his rest over top—holding the shirt in place before he’s bringing you against his chest to smear a kiss along your forehead. but the suddenly close proximity makes you notice the sudden flush that’s decorating the tips of nanami’s ears. “it suits you, sweetheart.”

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