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collectate · 2 years
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'It is an added joy to Mina and to me that our boy's birthday is the same day as that on which Quincey Morris died. His mother holds, I know, the secret belief that some of our brave friend's spirit has passed into him. His bundle of names links all our little band of men together; but we call him Quincey.'
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pupkashi · 1 year
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sunday love
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sundays with gojo are slow and sweet
hi hi !! my first post-finals post is of course gojo fluff <3 much needed after the hell us college students endure for higher education ,, so proud of all of u for getting through the semester !!!!! plz enjoy :]
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you’re the first to wake up, your eyes struggling to stay open as the sunlight peaks through the blinds. when they’re finally open, you’re flipping yourself over and looking at your lover.
his hair is everywhere, his snowy lashes are fanned across his rosy cheeks, he was holding you so close his body heat was keeping you warm enough for you to get rid of the blanket you usually share. his lips are slightly parted, the occasional small snore leaving his mouth. one of his arms is under your head, you’re resting on his bicep, the other is wrapped tightly around your waist, occasionally twitching and pulling you just a little closer.
you don’t wake him, instead you relish the small moment of peace and quiet in your life. the sound of the occasional car driving by, the wind causing the tree branches to scrape against your window a bit. the birds singing.
as best as you could you roll over, trying to wiggle a bit out of his grip, only for him to pull your back towards his chest, his head instinctively nuzzling into the crook of your neck. his hair tickles you a bit and your biting back a giggle as you reach for your phone.
12:37 p.m.
you set your phone down, a sigh leaving your lips as your eyes flutter closed again, scooting back and letting yourself melt into Gojo’s touch.
“you ‘wake?” his voice is raspy and deep, you smile as you turn to face him once more. “maybe, you gonna make me breakfast if i am?” he’s grinning at your words.
“I’ll think bout it if you give me a good morning kiss” you’re grinning as you lean in and press a chaste kiss to his cheek, squealing when he grabs you and easily pressed a kiss to your lips.
“toru! we haven’t even brush our teeth!” you protest, trying to pull away from him and smacking his chest. you knew it was helpless, if he really wanted to he could keep you exactly where he wanted to. but he always lets you win, pouting as he loosens his grip and let’s you wiggle away.
“you’re getting stronger sweets, that one actually hurt a little” he frowns, you only roll your eyes before sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling some fuzzy socks over your feet before standing up and stretching a bit.
gojo only rests his head in his hand, watching as his shirt rides up a bit, smiling when his boxers peek out from underneath.
“get up stinky, it’s almost 1” you tease, pressing a kiss to his forehead, “also you owe me breakfast” your lover only waves you off, falling onto his back and sighing dramatically.
you finish using the restroom as soon as gojo open the door, scooting behind you and pulling his pants down to use the toilet.
“what do you want from breakfast?” he asks as you wash your hands. you think for a little bit, smiling at him as he flushes and washes his hands next to you.
“blueberry pancakes please” you beam, his smiles at you, nodding his head before drying his hands and passing you the towel.
“you’re obsessed you know that?” you furrow your brows and scoff at him, placing the towel back and passing his toothbrush to him before grabbing your own and putting toothpaste on it, before putting some on your lovers.
“am not” you mumble, the two of you brushing your teeth in comfortable silence before bumping heads when you both lean to spit at the same time.
the two of you giggle, washing your faces and heading out to the living room. gojo heads for the kitchen, already grabbing the things he needed for your pancakes.
you’re quick to turn the tv on and put on the show you’ve been binge watching, settling into the couch and turning the volume up a bit. gojos watching you fro the kitchen, a smile on his face and he feels his heart grow a bit warmer when you gasp softly.
it’s twenty minutes later when he’s stacking your pancakes on the plate, an identical stack on a separate plate for himself. he places them on the dining table, going back to the kitchen and getting you a glass of water.
“breakfasts ready lovebug” he calls out, getting your attention as you pause your show, walking over the the dining table and sitting down.
“thank you for the food toru” you smile, the two of you digging in. there’s a moan leaving your lips as soon as you take the first bite.
“oh my god this is fucking amazing” you groan, already going in for a second bite, gojo only laughs loudly at your antics, thanking you for the compliment before going in for his second bite.
the two of you make some small talk as you eat, asking about each others week.
“no class tomorrow right?” he asks and you smile, shaking your head.
“nope! took my last final Friday afternoon” you grin and he smiles, “im so proud of you.”
“i don’t even know if i passed” you retort, his shakes his head, thanking you softly as you get up and take his plate to the sink for him.
“but you still finished the semester, and that’s an accomplishment in itself” he says, getting up and settling onto the couch, stretching and yawning as you finish washing the two plates.
“you know, you’re a pretty good teacher if you say things like that to the kids” you smile, walking to the couch and letting your lover grab your waist and pull you on top of him.
“itadori got me a ‘best teacher in the world’ mug so that checks out” he smiles, you can’t help but giggle, peppering kisses on his face.
the next time you check the time it was already nearly 7 pm, only grabbing your phone and moving from Gojo’s embrace to get some takeout for the two of you.
you don’t care the day has come and gone. the sun had said it’s goodbyes by the time you finish eating, laughing in the kitchen as satoru tries to help you with the brownies you’re baking, only to drop flour all over his new sweater.
the moon and the stars say hello through the slightly opened curtains as the action movie satoru had chosen flashes across the tv screen, both of you tangled in each others embrace, the plate of brownies long gone.
soon enough it’s time for bed again, but you don’t mind. satoru doesn’t either, in fact he’s grateful for days like these.
days where it’s just the two of you in your shared home, your love pouring into each other at any given moment, not a second spent apart.
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solargeist · 1 year
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I call this: growing up thinking ur a weirdo freak that everyone hates and then you realize ur nd 
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quirks-art · 2 years
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sunrise, abram
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adeadlightbulbuwu · 6 months
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I have a doctor's appointment in the morning and I need to be up at five am but Im doin this instead
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This is what the movie robbed us of
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regardingjenmish · 2 years
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I LOVE MARK SO MUCH
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gayspock · 1 year
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my dad is so effing weird & childish fr -_-
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borathae · 1 year
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i dont know how to handle koos full sleeve being exposed
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heylinhenchman · 1 year
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LIKE DO YOU SEEE,,, DO YOU SEE MY VISION,,,, hjfsd
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savventeen · 1 year
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just wrote three and a half pages on my lunch break and it’s literally all dialogue so. who knows how long this sudden unplanned fic is going to end up being shdbdbdjjdjd
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sarcoptid · 1 year
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i was ON THE ZEPPELIN but every time i get close to progress i dc and it puts me back in the same spot in front of orgrimmar \ToT/
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collectate · 2 years
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listening to tma s2 is just waiting for the end of the statement when jonny boi starts detailing his batshit insane paranoia about his colleagues and his time spent actively exploring the Very Scary Tunnels of Unknown Depth Beneath The ArchivesTM
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losercxre · 1 day
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Some Kevin panels tht maks me feel especially crazy
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solargeist · 8 months
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we need a return of farm boy link
RIGHT !!!!!!!
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HIM !!!!!!!
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huntcrlif · 1 year
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 “Honest, I did not steal from there. It was just...hanging out.”  Pietro made a almost convincing argument were it not for some stuff hanging from his small backpack. 
@hwkeyejr​
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scndfather · 1 year
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May all of you be fandango havers. 
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