Things I Wish I Had Known When I Escaped My Family Household And Couldn't Ask My Parents For Help

Hi there!! I absolutely adore your works<3 When I saw you wanted requests, I wanted to send one in. This one is for KNY:)

Could you please do Kokushibo with a petite reader? Like, the reader is only a short five feet (around 150 cm) tall? I would absolutely love that❤️

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐨𝐮

He, being 6'2" (190 cm), finds it awfully cute.

He may not show it, but he absolutely freaks out when you ask him for help to reach something on a higher shelf.

You'll often find yourself being held, most often bridal style.

Now, he loves you more than anyone could ever love their significant other, but sometimes.. his protectiveness can get in the way of his love for you.

He would sooner throw Muzan on top of fans at a Michael Jackson concert and let him crowdsurf before he ever let you get hurt.

Even in the slightest.

If he were to witness someone mocking you for your height, he'd barely have enough self control to hold himself back from pouncing on them.

He's not usually one for affection, but he will, on occasion, leave gentle kisses to the top of your head.

When you two are alone, he'll bend over and whisper sweet nothings into your ears for a few minutes before walking off as though nothing happened.

He has a habit of just... scooping you up into his arms and holding you close.

If you cook, he'll often stay with you when you cook to gather ingredients for you.

If you want to get something down yourself, he'll put you on his shoulders and lift you up high enough to grab it.

He loves to dance with you, as odd as it is.

He loves to lift you up and watch your legs get lifted from the ground.

Your laughs as he does so is also another thing he looks forward to when you dance.

All in all, your height is just adorable to him.

REBLOG IF YOU ARE HELLA BORED AND WOULDN’T MIND SOME CURIOUS ANONS.

Unfollow me if you follow @/Marilynfuse

Hi everyone. This post is going to be different from my other ones. I try to keep other matters off of this blog and reblog deactivated content from the twst fandom on here. But there’s been one blog on the twst fandom that I do not wish to be associated with in any way.

Do NOT follow me if you follow @/Marilynfuse

@/Marilynfuse is a Zionist.

Israel has never been held accountable for a single war crime they’ve committed in the last 75 years. But we’re now finally calling them out on their genocidal incense while the rest of the world ignores it.

There are so many revolting images of murdered Palestinians in Gaza. And if you are a Zionist Jew denying the death toll or okay with saying Palestinians are collateral damage in the name of Israel, then you are no better than an oppressor.

I am very disappointed to see someone in the twst fandom pushing this on their blog. Especially since I used to follow and interact with their works.

Free Palestine

Free Sudan

Free Haiti

Free Congo

𝐎𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬.

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞.

𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐍𝐨 𝐘𝐚𝐢𝐛𝐚.

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐊𝐍𝐘 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬.

If u interact with my posts, just know I respond like this:

Could you do shamura with a very affectionate reader that loves to give hugs

𝐄𝐞𝐞𝐞!!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐍𝐨𝐧𝐞

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐚

Shamura has little to no weaknesses.

They do have one though.

And that is your hugs.

They aren't the most affectionate person, but when Narinder was younger, he used to have nightmares and Shamura was always there to give him all the hugs necessary.

They could even tell you about how one time, all four of their younger siblings came into their room for cuddles because all four of them had a nightmare.

So, all in all, they're a pretty experienced cuddler/hugger.

When you hug them, they tend to sneak in small little kisses to your forehead.

If you were there right after Narinder was locked away, they would hug you more than usual.

The fact that they couldn't help their brother in a better way, hurt them.

If you were there to comfort them and give them all the hugs their heart desired, they would do absolutely anything for you.

Well, they would no matter what.

That's 100% true! As much as comments are appreciated, nothing on this app is better than a reblog! Likes don't do anything, and neither do comments. Reblogs are the way to go if you like something! It'll get it more recognition!

I'm begging you to add Gravity Falls into your fandoms list, the show is awesome, and so is the mysteries in it

It is! It’s been awhile since I’ve seen it, but I have seen it!

the poor man's fandom consumption

Narinder x Reader plsss

Narinder is a tsundere :)

It’s fine if your uncomfortable<33

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐓𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭.."

𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭, 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐛 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐤𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐍𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐰. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐦𝐛, 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

"𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐞," 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬. 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞. "𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭." 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬.

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥? 𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭?" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲. 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭. "𝐍𝐨." 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝, 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭.

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, "𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭.."