lol im just a guy who likes watching anime and looking at hentai|
also i draw anime boys a lot and my shit ocs
i dream of being meme lord someday
Urushihara Hanzo x Reader Part 7(A/N- Gruss Dich, meine Freunde! Ich, Author-chan, willkommen du zu mein Geschichte! Okay, that’s enough German today! Google Translate that if you want. It’s not important by any means.Urushihara Hanzo x Reader Part 7 by KilalaVatas
Anyhow, here’s part 7, and I decided to be fluffy. And cold. It was fucking cold here. So so cold. Io I decided that Reader-chan can freeze her ass off too. Especially because she doesn’t like to wear pants. You’re welcome Reader-chan! Daisuke!)
I wake up, opening my eyes to darkness. I must have fallen asleep while I was crying. I reach over and move the mouse on my laptop, blinding myself with the sudden light. Squinting to actually see, the clock reads ‘2:20 AM’. It’s pretty late. I stand up and take off my pants. It’s two in the morning and I’m alone, as if it matters if I’m pantless. Pants are annoying anyway. Damn pants.
I sit around for a little bit. I don’t want to ruin my eyes with the com
Clothes (Iori Shiro X Reader) A soft sigh leaves your lips as you scroll through yet another web page of clothes for the upcoming school year. You lounge across the couch longways, leaning your back against the arm of the chair and your laptop resting in your lap.Clothes (Iori Shiro X Reader) by seagullgirl7
"What's the matter, (Name)?"
You lean your head over the arm of the couch to glance over at the source of the voice.
"I'm trying to find clothes for school that are my style but everything is either too big, too small or too expensive..." you huff, "It's so annoying!"
The boy moves from the other couch to the floor next to you, glance at your screen. You turn your head to look at Iori. He suddenly stands, his jacket almost hitting you in the face.
"Alright, I'll need your measurements."
You look up at him in confusion, "Wha?"
He pulls a fashion tape measure form his pocket, "Stand."
You move your laptop and stumble up, standing in front of the blond boy.
"Hold your arms out."
You follow his directions and try to stand as still as you could. Your fac