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2018-01-20 · 4 months
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hiii i heard you wanted some requests 👀 and I'm super glad you're back !! I missed you a lot lot <3
My head has been so full of post-dinner date Gojo ideas. The domesticity of getting unready with him and cuddling in bed right afterward. It's just so simple but so cute. oh oh and doing nighttime skincare with him :( having him sit down and rubbing in the different creams into his skin and the way he would lead into your hands. ahhh he has me so weak (_ _)
Feel free to use any of these ideas to write or take inspo from if you want! Gojo is such a cutie :3
Anyways, have a lovely day, and remember to take care of yourself!!
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pairing. gojo satoru × gn!reader
content. bunch of fluff + comfort, reader has smaller hands than gojo (in case that bothers anyone!!) & sits on his lap, sappy reader + gojo!! read slowly for maximum enjoyment <3
sticky-note. nonnie u are so goated for this idea, i think this might be my fav gojo fic so far 😭 I MISSED U MORE!! hope u have a wonderful day and thank u for sending this in 🫶
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satoru thinks your hands are pretty.
they’re smaller than his—of course they are. he can’t think of a single person who has bigger hands than him. he enjoys it, though. your touch is stimulating in a way; fingertips completely gentle as you rub the latest lotion that you bought onto his face.
“can’t keep your hands off of me, huh?” he leans back and grins, but you can’t even be annoyed by his teasing. there's a shine in his eyes that you haven’t seen a very long time—and you are more than happy to see it now.
“mhm,” you hum, softly kneading his cheeks like you would with a baby. his blindfold is off and his demeanor seems so relaxed, his face basking into your soothing touch. it’s hard to hold back your own smile. “you just have that type of charming effect, y’know?”
“you’re being awfully nice today,” he remarks suspiciously, peeking an eye open to look closely at you. you pinch his cheek in return. “what’s the occasion baby?”
you roll your eyes, pulling back your hand for a moment to scoop up a bit more lotion. you swipe it lightly onto his forehead. “what? i can’t give you attention? can’t i spoil my boyfriend for once?”
the tips of his ears redden at your words, making you giggle at the rare but pleasant sight. “....i mean, you can, but—”
“shh,” you shush him. he closes his mouth instantly. “no more talking! this is the most important part because i have to smooth out all the wrinkles in your forehead.”
he lets out a big gasp, being playfully offended—narrowing his eyes with an indignant look. the smile you didn't even know you were sporting grows wider at how cute he is. you wouldn't say it that out loud though, of course.
it is so beautifully quiet and peaceful. you can’t think of the last time you spent time with satoru like this: seated on the living room floor of his apartment as you slap your whole skincare routine onto his face. his back is against the couch with his legs sprawled out, but not too sprawled out so you are more than comfortable on his lap. it’s nighttime so the curtains are draped over the window, but you love the warm, dim lighting of his living room. gojo satoru is gorgeous, but is especially pretty in this lighting; with his head comfortably tilted back and eyes closed, but not forcefully or harshly shut as if he’s in pain.
for the longest time, you've been used to seeing satoru in pain. not in a physical way—but in an emotional and mental way that tugs at your heart strings just seeing him in that state. you know the burden that comes with being the strongest: there will always be a significant power divide between you and the people you love, which will never not be difficult for the other party to ignore. it also doesn’t help that he is so happy-go-lucky all the time, despite the jujutsu sorcerer duties that keeps piling rocks onto his shoulders.
but now in this moment, he is all yours. he isn’t the strongest, nor is he Gojo Satoru. he is just yours—just the lover boy who melts into your open arms whenever given the chance. just a boy who had to give up being a boy so he could be a man for others to look up to him. just someone you would want to depend on you, the same way you lovingly depend on him.
“i love you,” you suddenly whisper, in the midst of just simply applying lotion onto his skin. your slow, comforting movements make him want to fall asleep, but your words make him wide awake.
“out of the blue?” his head shoots up, eyes wide and visible despite being behind his messy bangs. he sits up and stares at you, the same glimmer back in his eyes. “i mean, i’m not complaining—”
you interrupt with a huff, “i say it everyday, jerk.” you place your hands on his chest to wipe away any of the lotion moisture left on your palms. he doesn’t bat a single eye. “what do you mean ‘out of the blue’?”
“i know, but...”
your jaw drops a bit. you actually cannot believe your eyes as satoru tilts his head a bit to the side, shyly averting his eyes as you see a tint of scarlet on his cheeks. “it just feels so intimate right now, so...”
good lord. you want to baby him so bad. you want to shrink him and keep him in your pocket and always protect him wherever you go.
“you’re too cute for my well-being,” you breathe, going back on your earlier words. “you know i always mean it when i say i love you, ‘toru.”
“stop,” he whines. he raises an arm to cover his face, eyes still unable to look at yours. “don’t compliment me. i don’t think i’ll be able to handle it right now.”
you can’t help but laugh, squeaking in surprise when satoru pokes at your sides with a little pout. you want to tease him, you think. you might as well with a smile permanently on your face now.
these are the type of moments you crave: moments when satoru tears down his walls and lets himself act like he’s a little boy all over again in front of you. it’s not like he necessarily had walls up with you in the first place, but being a jujutsu sorcerer has always meant protecting and guarding yourself at all times no matter the cost.
but now, you have him. and he has you in his arms, the one that sneak around your waist and warmly wrap around you to keep you close to his chest. it's cuddly but protective, both of your laughs drowning out any other background sounds.
and you are more than willing to protect him yourself.
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sailormanrahh · 6 months
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INKTOBER 20303 DAY 31-EDN AHAHAHAHAHAHH AHAH H... HAHAER RAHHH RHAHHHREASHDSAH!!!!
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Despite the attemOOO.....pts of doctors and saints None have recorded its heavenly grace But I stayedIJJUUIIIOOOHH HHHHHH... HHHH HHH, and stayed, and stayed
That race was ran thirty years back And each dayIIHH since the same Peel back the witness of a million catastrophes To see the spotty remnants each has left
I forget in which cups I've pissed From which I can sOOOOUUUtill drink Tonight it's so cold my feet are shrinking Groping around for the sides of my boot
It's no night for the blind With all these sirens I envy the deaf mutes Some killer on the loose again Some idiot at large Some Chinese moose again
An excuse for the sarge No sirens all silent The log cabin's silent No killer either No creeks in the floor Log cabin, what cabin? A shack's all I have
Yes, my cubbyhole's stuffed with skeletons But my neighbours are stuffed with anthrax Where does that leave us?
I came thirty years back From Salafessien, via South Schlagenheim To Sunterum and Sunterime The late Sun Sugar's home town
Buried not far from here My only friend Neighbor, what neighbor?
My shack is all alone This pen, changing lines One line at a time Blindness? What blindness? Sweet blindness
A little laughter, a little silence A little magic, a little kindness A little all over me, yes me
The first, the last, the everything No trace of anything No sin, no life, no fun, no time, no any-fucking-thing No one, no yes, no house, no shack, no A, no B, no C, no et cetera No one, no two, no et cetera No school, no life, no work, no time, no book No art, no point, no truth, no use, no friend No know, no knot, no hole, no birth, no end, no real, no fake
No king of this useless nameless non-land No end to this nothing nonsense non-song No day set for my saviors arrival, to carry me far Across green waters, above the sky or below the depths Among the white cloud or red steppe
Or to fly forever in-between ends Or in-between in-betweens Or in-between no-between Or no nothing, no saviour, no journey, no end A thousand years of no nothing hiding from nothing
No reason to hide sins or reason not to sin No reason to pretend No reason to pretend there is not no reason
Oh, yes Blondie ran on the track 4 Eyes got stuck in the rail The reporter was caught getting sweaty in the stable Blondie gone, 4 Eyes gone, Guidos gone, Clerk gone, Chris gone
Tristan Bongo the man who never left Tristan Bongo never left Still here I stayed
The clown can be a martyr The whore can be an angel
The hack becomes a master The crass becomes divine The infinite, infinitesimal
And all sins irrepressible
No use digginHI GUYS . Hello all. i just want to say that i fucking did it guys i fucking did it i fucking finished inktober i can finally top stdrawing now i can stop drawing im so proud of myselfg holes to hide The rupture comes and leaves no stone unturned
So don't wish for anything
The clown can be a martyr The whore can be an angel
The hack becomes a master The crass becomes divine
The infinite, infinitesimal All sins irrepressible
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neonlane · 1 year
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grs thought dump
years ago i wasnt sure if i wanted a phalloplasty but now ive had top for like. four years hang on what the fuck its been 4 years since i had top
anyway yeah these days i find myself thinking multiple times a day like. it feels like there should be something there but theres not. where is it. and ive been thinking about phallo so much more but im also very aware that its a very long process which is incredibly painful and i have so much else going on right now but if i wait too long there might not be an nhs left to do it for me and god knows i wont be able to afford it on my own so hhhhhh. feel kind of stuck here
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bookphobe · 3 years
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WRITEBOARDWALK FERRIS WHEEL DAY 4 — LOVE INTERESTS [ KARO TOMAS & PERLA MAZE & NICCOLO DEL CARTE, GODS, RETURNED ]
At that moment, with the three of them together, nothing needed to be said. It was understood: a shared heart, they loved each other in multitudes, and they loved intensely, greatly, and deeply. And that was all. wip intro
gr taglist @nightmares-and-fireflies​ @aetherwrites​ @ryns-ramblings @kowlazovdi​ 
general taglist @hydrancheas , @hekat-ie , @radiomacbeth , @sprigofbasil , @bloedendans ​ , @zarinaelahi​  , @veiliza
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krikryr · 4 years
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Due to unrelated news I will be losing my mind
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oddlyprincess · 5 years
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Mai are you alright? 💖
who’s alright? Idk her 
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saccharinescorpion · 7 years
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by far one of my favorite parts of the Teppei Cup arc is Shizuku knowing exactly what to say to push Gaju’s buttons and use his goofy rivalry/complex/whatever with Kiyoharu to motivate him to give a killer performance
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pankanks · 7 years
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Day 1: Music
HHHHHH IM LATE LMAO but I’m going to post yesterdays and today’s as well later
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lizadale · 4 years
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Why are all your mafia designs so amazing
they’re not that gr
i’m n
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*melts*
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minijenn · 4 years
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I'm very excited for what you have in store for Arc 9, especially since it'll involve the GR/Momswap AU!
Yeah that one will be fun cause its a musical chapter (which I still need to write the damn songs for hhhhhh great) 
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maltora-splats · 7 years
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I hate this with all my heart This looks bad and as you can you can see i gave up
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tuyetthienduong · 5 years
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dontneedyourheroact · 5 years
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my logical brain: fucked up that ar*ana gr*nde is using f/f sexuality just to make money :(((( i rly liked her and this is a bummer
my dumb lesbian brain: hhhhhh she rly stole his girl!!!!!! big dyke energy tbh!!!!!!!
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doiefy · 2 years
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madam, i cannot hate that which i do not understand 😂 i got my gr 11 math + IB math studies and yeeted out of there, since then i have only done econ & stats in terms of maffs. sometimes i regret not having done more but given the circumstances, i'm not sure it could have shaken out any other way unless things had been VERY different. greener grass and all. 😅 but honestly, congrats, you deserve that and more! 🙌 - lube anon
i don't mean to meme you but as a fellow IB student who spent too much time on r/IB, i legally must: IB MATH STUDIES HHHHHH POINT AND LAUGH BOYS POINT AND LAUGH
now take my sincerest apologies bc i get it, math is a bitch sometimes 😭😭 i took HL math because my school didn't have their shit together and i basically didn't have a choice. i think i'm your opposite tho, like i kinda wish i did some econ or stats or business in high school. alas. we didn't get to do what we wanted, but here we stand <3
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thesewers · 6 years
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(slightly invasive gay meme) multiples of 7
 I am a very very very stupid, tired, bad at everything mostly math gay. what. I know what you meannnnnfffffffffffffffffffff byttlikeeeeeeee w hy. HHHHHH now I nEEd to LOok thiS uPPp THIS iS homophobic/robophobic!
7,14,21,28, right?
7. sun gay or moon gay? - fFuckinggg gaygay moon gay
14. are you openly out? - To most friends (even though SOME oF thEM ARE fUCKERS btw talkin’ bout ones irl. ones online are lovely!!!.) Yeah, family nO.
21. do you have a partner (s)? - no. *cri* but it’s not to big o’ deal. I’m kinda conflicted on relationships atm. My idea of a relationship is like, hugging and cuddling, not a fan of kisses i kindaa find themmmm gr oss. Not ot be a small child but kissing isn’t at all apealing to me like wow let me put my mouth on your mouth. ew. germs. But kisses on like cheeks are chill even though i cant kiss. just give me hugs n’ cuddlessss blease
28. do you own any pride flags/merch? - Nopers, not out to my family so no. If I could I would hang up flags in my room, sounds fun.
((Anon your going to hell for making me look up the multiples of 7. jkyourlovelybutstill.) not gonna bother reading over this so sorry for mistakes im tired aF *dab* im dieing slowly
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