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crestapex · 4 months

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I absolutely love the idea of wingman Johnny.

Him wingmaning you? Yes. Him wingmaning Simon? Yes. Him wingmaning both of you? Yes!

This guy is the type to drop subtle hints and make slight jokes when talking about one of you to the other. Sure, maybe he does do it to tease the two of you, maybe it is a little entertaining, but that’s just one of his many ways of trying to get the two of you together.

Johnny’s the type of guy to follow Simon up to the rooftop of the bar for a cigarette and only then ask, “Any plans for tomorrow?” All the while subtly jerking his head to your direction, his eyes following suit. He may as well give a slight nudge to Simon’s arm in the process, paying no mind to the raised brow and fairly un-impressed look the blonde gives him. But he does in fact see it, he sees the way his eyes gaze intently at you as he watches you take another sip from your glass. And he’s only ever seen Simon give that type of look to none other than a nice, cold glass of whiskey and sniffer dogs. All but things the Lieutenant has always had a special spot for.

Johnny’s also the type of friend to, during the amidst of a relaxed game of poker on the balcony of your apartment, start asking you subtle questions that may as well apply to your relationship with Simon. “How long ya’ known him?” Soon to be followed up with side-tracked, quote on quote, question, “Blondes or brunettes? Ah’ heard blondes are guid in kip.” Now queue the snickering from Johnny. And you can only raise your brows with a, “Mactavish?” As a questioning smirk crosses your lips. “Good in bed, lass.” He reiterates himself, his snickering turning into belly laughter as you groan and roll yours eyes at him, waving a hand at his remark. Though his trained military eyes can clearly see you barring the same look in your owns eyes that you always tend to hold whenever you personally speak about Simon.

Regardless if the both of you have or haven’t caught on to his little tricks and subtle-not-so-subtle vouching for the two of you, he’s absolutely going to keep it up until he gets told by both of you to either knock it off or until he hears that you and Simon are official. And when he does, you may as well never hear the end of it from him. But deep down, he is so unbelievably happy for the two of you. The crinkles in his eyes and the smile that graces his lips the moment he sees two of some of dearest friends being open and intimate with each other, even if it’s as small as sitting alone and laughing together in the back of the bar, is one of the most genuine things anyone will ever see.

Oh, and on a side note, when you and Simon do in fact become official, he’s definitely claiming he earned his spot as best man at your guys’ wedding/eloping… Christ, don’t even get him started when the phrase ‘Uncle Johnny’ becomes a thing, even if it’s just for a puppy that one of you randomly brought home one day…

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probablygayattorneys · 2 months

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Icon dump! Please like and/or reblog if you use!

#icon dump #Flora reinhold #ashley mizuki robbins #lamiroir #Luke triton #Emmy altava #Katrielle layton #queue takumi defense squad #also as always #feel free to send in requests #I’m happy to make specific icons of specific characters if anyone wants any #heck send in requests for anything #you want to see a gifset that’s lyrics from a song with a specific character?#I’ll see what I can do #want a character bio gifset for your favorite character?#you only need to ask #I can’t promise it’ll be good but I can promise I’ll try

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yorshie · 6 months

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Yorshie... you know what I want Yorshie...

*⁂((✪⥎✪))⁂*

AHIDBASIDASIUDBAS NO but ily, take your time, have some ice-cream, just need you to know how good your stuff is in case no one told you today.

🍨🍨🍨

Eh hem. Whelp. The good news is I only have one one 1/2 scenes left to write.

The bad news? It’ll be maybe Tuesday before you guys see the whole thing. Fingers crossed. Send me good vibes man cuz raph wanted to have a whole ass conversation I was not planning and then had to write.

Also thank you! I had ice cream last night. Made a little mug cake with cinnamon and some vanilla ice cream and then watched young Frankenstein

If we’re sending vibes/prayers/hallelujahs/Hail Marys I’d also like to request some for the big request I’m working on because it became a two parter……..

#ask away!#I really need to Pick Up The Slack with some of these #the requests are so good #I think you guys just like angry done with your shit Leo #which. I get. but I hope the tonal shift in this last part is good #it is not helping that I found new music and I’m listening to it none stop and crying #also if someone wants to send in requests for music head canons or songs that remind me of the boys I would send you a virtual hug #really I guess I need to make an announcement saying I think I’d like to have some cute sketch ideas thrown at me as well #but I don’t wanna pressure anyone or myself so it’ll stay in the tags #but yea can’t promise I would sketch them but I wouldn’t say no to some fluffy sketch ideas if anyone is inclined

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feartheoldblog · 1 year

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no way did i answer an entire ask only for my wifi to die and make me lose it all 💀💀💀💀

#sorry mico anon i’ll try and get it answered asap #i can’t promise that it’ll be as good quality as my og answer

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floral-hex · 9 months

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lol as soon as I match with someone on tinder, I delete the app because I’m a scaredy cat and don’t want to go through the mortifying ordeal of being known 😅

#I just wanna kiss!#I don’t want to date or meet someone new!#I want to already know you and have inside jokes and already feel comfortable around you!#very realistic #girl looked really cute so I’ll try to focus on feeling flattered than feeling shitty that I chickened out #I’m just a silly lil guy who can’t talk to strangers to save his life I don’t know what to tell ya 🤷🏻‍♂️#this is the last post about it I promise #deleted the account. deleted the app.#my life is just… ugh such a mess that I really just… I can’t go and do much of anything #my profile basically said I just want to get late-night slushees and make-out and that’s literally about all I can do at this point 😬#which sounded good but I realized I don’t want to do small talk about my shitty life and feel like I’m convincing them I’m worth their time #even if it’s just a few hours of awkward groping and messy kissing I want them to actually want me #aaaand I just can’t reconcile that maybe someone actually might want me. at least not some stranger who only knows me from a few pictures #I have such a hard time believing I’m worth all the trouble #it’ll be okay 😬#a little yearning is good for you #which must mean a lotta yearning is great!#blegh #dating apps suck #meeting anyone in general sucks #everything just sucks #or it doesn’t and I’m just being shitty…#you can ignore this #take it sleazy #text

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rosaacicularis · 2 years

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painter grian au where what he paints comes to life <3 but then his creation pulls him into their world instead…. and he’s trapped, forced to live out a preconceived plot…. he knows what’s to happen and he can’t stop any of it…. he wants to pick up his paintbrushes and paint something more beautiful and less tragic than beating the creation he fell in love with to death <3

#perhaps i will dip my toes in a little bit of a horror project this halloween?#what do y’all think?#can’t promise it’ll be good because it’s out of my comfort zone…. but 👀#scarian #desert duo #third life series #trafficshipping #fav posts less than three

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peapod20001 · 9 months

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Hnmgmgmf how many guys....I don’t talk about really...

There’s Doug, and Mark and his wife Lisa and their daughter Trixie and then there’s Joseph and Graeme and THEIR daughter

and then there’s Meghan and her husband Peter and there’s also Meghans sister Logan and then there’s Eddie (non Rox affiliated) and his twin Harry

and there’s Al’s cousins Quentin and Percy and Olivia and Ryan and Sheldon (renamed 2 of em) then there’s Carmen and Rodrigo and Maria

and then there’s Eliana’s sisters Luna and Estrella and then I never fucking talk about Adam’s half siblings and there’s Pierre and Adalene and Lucas I never talk about nor do I talk about Ayo

and the Harper harpy twins Symphony and Melody and Fanny and her bf Aiden and then there’s Ambrosia and Serendipity and Morus and Chintzy and Nellie and Flossie

and then Blondee’s OTHER kids Mia Chloe Lila Amarie Blitz Lightning Tyler and Pearl and then there’s Kibi and Bailey and then Anona London Charmaine and Lorraine

and then you got Kyle and Stormi and Piper and Robin and then Phoenix and Michael and Ava and then that trio of reapers that used to be Carolinas parents but they aren’t anymore and then there’s Fleur and Budgett and Dawn

and then Andres and his dad Wolfgang and then Florence and her dad Félicien and I HARDLY talk about Louis and Pinot and Rex and Beau Bubba and James and Frankie

and I never fucking talk about Goose’s brother Trip or their parents Lolli and Pop and I NEVER mention Blondee’s brother Andy

and I’m slacking on Jane content and Genevieve is so ignored by me and I also ignore Chaz and Kandy and Steve tag is lacking and then there’s a ghost girl that hangs round as well as Dahlia and then a fucking weird hand guy I can never draw

and then 2 DIFFERENT fucked up hand people based off of lust and then others based off the 7 deadly sins then there’s the unnamed bisexual clown and aromantic clown and then another one based off of a jester

and then there’s Wren and Antony and Kyles older twin siblings then there’s Nick and his siblings and Needy and their daughter Nat and then Ellie and Landon and their dad Teuflisch then HIS siblings Gabriele and Frances and then HER wife Evelyn and THEIR kids including but not limited to Blanche Diamond and Tittle

and THEN there’s a magic fam and then there’s those skeletons and that one witch lass with the fur coat and the fitness bug lookin chick and then Dixie and tbh Max and Ozzie and Jr and Emi and Graci and Charlie and their Dad and their mom

and then Tercero and Alexis and Shiho and Paulo and Job and Dakota and Georgie and Kolten and her bf Joka and his lil sister Adie and then Rex’s other baby daughters Mila and Kiera and Bubbas children and their family that’s also hallows family and then Winnie and Noels lil sister and actually Noel and Elodie and tbh Al and Nina and John

and THEN there’s Jammy and Dread and Rosey and the other littler one and Daphne and Blair and their mom who is Ben’s sister and then HER husband and I honestly don’t really talk about Charlotte and Thomas and I’m slacking on Ben and Belle content and then there’s other circus peeps I can’t FUCKING name and other REAPERS and CLOWNS and DEMONS and...!

Yea. There’s a lot. There’s still more I’m sure.

Take your pick

#random post #about my ocs #or if you can somehow point out one I didn’t mention #hahahahaaaaaaaa heeyyyyyy #you want the forbidden content? the secret oc lore?#I can’t! promise it’ll be good but I can draw them I suppose #if u want <3 I really need to draw them lol they’re out in the cold and also the sweltering heat they are DYING #long post

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oneknightlight · 11 months

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You ever go to make some content and think to yourself. There’s a large possibility this will only get a small amount of attention, but if it can reach its target audience, so help them god.

#I can’t make promises about how good it’ll be because cosplay content is SO finicky to produce #but I have some #absolutely #diabolical ideas I’m executing here #Walt talks #if they turn out even close to how I want them to it’s gonna cause a reaction JAHDHSJDJFN

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nataliewaitegf · 1 year

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i hate you job applications !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#i NEED to quit . if i can’t find something good i need to work somewhere else shitty that at least pays better #but i hate applications so muchhhhhhhhhhh just hire me it’ll be fine i promise #🤍

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alwritey-aphrodite · 2 years

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Hey y’all! Just wanted to share a quick update with everyone:

The likelihood of me posting anything substantial in the next month or so is slim to none. BUT I’m still writing! I’m just trying to stock up on things to post for when the semester starts and life goes to hell :) I’ve also been working on my holidays series with Santi which, if I follow my outline, should be 11 chapters (look at me, outlining and shit)

And my fall blurb list will be posted on August 25th, so mark your calendars (ha), and those’ll be posted in October!

So lots of things coming up, just not in the near future :)

#life update ig #but I’m still around! because I’m addicted to this nonsense!#so feel free to talk to me or send me little headcannons or requests whenever you’d like :)#they’ll be finished but I can’t promise it’ll be in a timely manner #anyway that’s all good night

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yueebby · 8 months

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indulge me? — gojo satoru

synopsis you and gojo go on an overnight mission and it goes wrong in every way

contents so. much. pining. (2.8k words of it!?), one bed trope, whipped!gojo, ooc gojo, completely self indulgent, a lot of cardiovascular talk, they’re first years in this!

notes first time i’ve written in AGES. sorry :3 ps this is a little snippet from a satosugu x reader series im thinking about starting. thoughts?

(edit: i wrote a part ii)

Gojo Satoru was born blessed. From birth and to death he will always be honored. It wasn't his fault that the Heavens delighted in him. So when Yaga had announced that he and you would be sharing an overnight mission to Kyushu, he nearly leapt in joy (lucky him)!

You, on the other hand, were less than thrilled to find out that you were going to be traveling alone with Gojo Satoru. For two whole days. It was a death sentence.

“Make sure to text me, so I know you're not dead.” Shoko looks between you and Gojo. Either your head will implode as a result of Gojo, or he is gonna be on the receiving end of your wrath. Shoko can’t wait to see which.

“Do take pictures, I heard the onsens there are incredible.” Suguru slyly adds. Satoru perks up at his comment. The two of them share a knowing look before Gojo speaks up.

“Wanna take a dip with me once we get there, [Name]?” He looks into your eyes, his lips are quirked upwards like he’s up to no good (which he is). “I promise I won’t take a peek!” He winks.

“Keep fantasizing, Gojo.”

“Oh I will.” He hums happily. The smile on his lips is kind of cute, you decide. Just a little.

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Kurokawa, you come to find out is a very small town in Kyushu. So when people start to go missing, the entire town falls into shambles. Before your trip, Yaga had made it known the enemy you’d be facing.

“A common denominator of the missing persons is that they were all young women.” He had warned you and Gojo. “It’s an unidentified curse, but I trust that the two of you will be able to handle it.”

Three missing girls. All under the age of 25. Two of which were locals, one being a tourist.

The moment you arrive on the island of Kyushu, your guard is higher than ever. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Gojo.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of some horny curse,” He looks down at you as the two of you make your way down a small street to your ryokan. Kurokawa was a traditional town, its pride resting on the old culture causing it to be untouched by modern architecture.

Unamused by his nonchalant attitude, you decide to ignore his vulgar comment, “What grade curse do you think we’re up against?”

He makes a noise to show that he’s thinking. “Does it really matter? It’ll be no match for me either way.”

You roll your eyes, “Don’t get ahead of yourself, we still have to figure out what happened to the victims.”

“I don’t see why that’s necessary, but okay.” Your snow haired peer dismisses. It makes you a bit envious that he doesn’t have to ever feel fear for his life. Must be nice.

The two of you arrived at your designated ryokan soon enough, it was a small town after all. Gojo leads the way with you following right after. You can’t discern any cursed energy in the building, but you still make a mental note to ask Gojo about it after you both are situated.

An elderly lady in an orange kimono stood behind the desk, smiling at you and you returned it back happily.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen a young couple here.” She says. That’s right, with the recent disappearance of young girls, there would be a sudden decrease of tourism around this part of town. “You certainly are a beautiful match!”

You gratefully accept her compliment, “Thank you, but we’re not–”

“Thanks granny!” Gojo wraps a strong arm around your shoulder. “I don’t know how I even managed to win her over!” There’s a wide grin on his face that makes your eye twitch. Leave it to him to tell people the two of you were together. Not only that but he totally disrespected the old lady with his informal talk!

“Unhand me, you!” You forcefully whisper at him, while trying to unwrap yourself from his hold. His arm does not budge even as you try to push it off. What the hell is this boy eating? Gojo chuckles with the old lady while you struggle.

“My, the two of you remind me so much of my husband and I in the days of our youth,” She sighs dreamily. Her age must be interfering with her memory because there was nothing inherently romantic going on between you and Gojo. “How long will you be staying here?”

“Only one night,” Gojo decides that he has tormented you enough and lets you go. He slides her his card and she pulls out something from the old wooden counter she stands behind.

A single key.

Your eyes bug out. Gojo’s eyebrows raise. You laugh nervously, face feeling warmer than it was thirty seconds ago.

“There must have been a misunderstanding. We need two rooms, ma’am.” You hold up two fingers to emphasize your point.

The smile on the old woman’s face falls, “I’m afraid I cannot do that.” Your jaw drops.

“Huh? Why not?” You press on further. Surely they could not have been booked out of all of their rooms. Tourism is at an all time low after the strange disappearances.

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the strange disappearances in the area. It’s a miracle the two of you have even decided to stay here, which I am very grateful for. That is why I must repay you back by ensuring your safety. Otherwise I must ask you to leave and stay in the next town because I will not allow you to endanger yourself so carelessly.”

You blink. Neighboring town? That was hours away. The curse was here in Kurokawa. You can’t afford to jeopardize a mission just because of your own feelings.

Gojo’s hand is halfway to the key, but he waits for your approval. You sigh.

“It’s fine, we can do one. Thank you.” You bow your head. She smiled apologetically as she handed Gojo the key. Gojo, unbothered by the revelation, whistles happily as the lady leads the way to your suite.

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operation satoru x [name]!!!!

Gojosatowu added getosugu, shoko.ieiri

Gojosatowu You wont believe it!!! shoko.ieiri What the hell is this gc And what the hell is Operation satoru x [name]? getosugu how come [name] isn’t in this? Gojosatowu Ladies, ladies, one question at a time please getosugu Expect a forehead flick for that comment shoko.ieiri Stfu and just answer the questions Gojosatowu alright alright [name] and i are sharing a room in kyushu!! i may come out of this mission a changed man. shoko.ieiri someone make sure [name] is still alive and well Gojosatowu I dont appreciate your lack of faith in me >:( shoko.ieiri Keep a six feet distance from her at all times perv Gojosatowu I might have to for my own sanity. What do you think she wears to bed? shoko.ieiri You disgust me sometimes getosugu Only sometimes? shoko.ieiri Let me correct myself. You disgust me. Gojosatowu Im feeling the love :(

“What are you giggling to yourself about?” You place a hand on your hips as you watch Gojo smile at his flip phone.

“Oh don’t you worry about it,” He closes it. Weird. “What’s the living situation?”

You sigh. “Despite its traditional arrangement, there is a bed.”

Gojo perks up. “Yeesh I’m glad! If I had to sleep on the floor my back would be all sore right on a mission. Y'know how annoying that is?”

You suck your teeth. “Allow me to rephrase myself. There is only one bed.”

There is an awful silence in the room, save for your erratically beating heart. Of course the old woman decided to place you in a couple’s suite.

“Heh.” Gojo chortles happily. “Wow, this must be a divine sign from God Himself. I mean, who are we to ignore this?”

“Don’t start,” You hold out an accusatory finger at him. “I’m gonna go request an extra futon.”

He pouts, “Don’t be like that, sharing a bed with me can’t be that bad.”

“I’m willing to bet otherwise.” You walk past him. The white haired boy watches you go like a sad puppy.

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You took your time getting an extra futon, using it as an excuse to get all of the nervousness out of your system of sharing the same room as Gojo Satoru. Sharing a room with a boy was already bad enough, but Gojo? Your heart skipped a beat (out of nervousness, you insist!).

By the time you make it back to the room, the lights are out. You assume that Gojo decided to go to sleep early. You don’t blame him. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day of hunting for the curse rampaging Kurokawa.

The only light source in the room is coming from the bathroom. You sigh. The idiot must’ve forgotten to turn it off. Nonetheless, you were gonna go get unready either way so you make your way to the half open door.

On the sink is a complimentary toothbrush that you help yourself to. You apply some paste and–

There is a sound of something sliding shut from behind you. You look up at the mirror. Standing behind you was Gojo. Wet. And naked.

“Oh my gosh!” You spit out your toothpaste and ran out of the room. How did you fail to see that Gojo was in the restroom? You blame it on the sliding doors separating the shower from the rest of the bathroom. Oh my gosh. Your face feels like it’s on fire. He has a six pack. And why does his stupid hair look like that when it's wet? Your heart was beating at an abnormal rate. This is so inappropriate.

Shortly after your freakout, Gojo steps out of the bathroom. There was no way you could face him now.

“Aw, don't be so shy now. It’s not like this will be the last time you’ll see me like this.” Gojo stands in the doorway. There is a towel wrapped around his waist, still leaving him indecent in your eyes.

“I don’t like what you’re insinuating Gojo! And lock the door when you’re in the restroom you creep!” You look anywhere but him.

“Hey, it wasn’t my fault, was it? You were taking so long I thought you left me here alone.” You can practically hear him pouting. “Either way, you were the one checking me out.”

Your eyes widen, “I was not checking you out! Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Don’t feel ashamed, this can all be yours,” He gestures down to his body.

“You freak.” you blanch.

He winks at you.

This was going to be a long night.

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It takes you about half an hour to calm down from the bathroom catastrophe. By now, you’re situated in your futon while Gojo is tucked on the bed. If you had to guess, it’d be nearing midnight around now. You just need to close your eyes and get some sleep before your mission tomorrow.

Except you can’t sleep.

Every time you close your eyes, your mind betrays you and an image of Gojo post shower illustrates itself in your mind. And it doesn’t help that he sleeps shirtless. You seriously need your mind cleansed.

That wasn’t your only issue. The room was sub zero. Who knew traditional ryokans had such advanced air conditioning systems? All you could hear was the air conditioning machine overworking itself. You could even argue that it was colder than Shoko’s morgue. And your sleep shirt and shorts were doing little to help insulate you.

“Wanna come cuddle with me?” The last person you wanted to hear from breaks the silence. You pretend to be asleep. “I know you’re not asleep! My six eyes tell me that you’re shivering.” Busted.

“I am not cuddling with you.” You stare at the ceiling above you, arms crossed. How could he even propose such an idea? Has he no shame?

“Well I can’t face the old granny here if my girlfriend ends up dead by freezing!”

“I am not your girlfriend, Gojo. Nor will I die.”

“That’s not what she thinks. Plus we have a mission tomorrow, so I can’t have you getting sick on me now.”

“I’ll be fine, Gojo. Now go to sleep.”

“I run hot when I sleep, y’know. Let me be your personal heater.” You don’t have to see his face to know that he’s grinning.

“I refuse.”

“Well I refuse your refusal.”

You blink.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Now c'mon,” He pats the spot next to him. “I’ll even make a wall in between us.”

You hear the bedsheets shuffle and you have to sit up to see that Gojo was stacking two pillows in the middle of the bed to prove his point. You’re nearly certain that the only thing you’ll be catching soon is a headache if you keep up with his antics. It was a tempting offer, one that you would surely accept if it wasn’t Gojo Satoru.

“Gojo, I—”

“...Please?” His voice is softer than you have ever heard it. It was unfair how Gojo was making it harder and harder to reject his offer.

A silent moment passes by.

“...Fine,” You reluctantly get up from your pathetic excuse of a futon. “But no funny business!” You warn him.

You see Gojo perk up from the bed. He looks at you with expectant eyes, “You got it!” He gives you a thumbs up.

Whatever. If Gojo knew what was best for him, he wouldn’t try anything. You take in a deep breath before turning to face the opposite direction of where Gojo laid.

“Good night [Name],” You hear Gojo whisper. You sigh.

“Yeah, yeah, goodnight Gojo.”

Eyes closed, you pray a silent prayer that everything will be fine for the remainder of the mission.

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Ever since Gojo was young, his body has been used to getting little amounts of sleep. Unsurprisingly, that caused him to have a natural alarm. It was always annoying whenever he woke up at the crack of dawn on a day when he didn't need to, but luckily for him, today it proved to be a blessing. There was an unfamiliar warmth radiating onto his body. Satoru opens his eyes.

He thinks he feels all of his six eyes widen when he feels himself wrapped around another body.

There you were, in all your beauty, lying fast asleep. In his embrace. Soft snores were escaping your mouth and there were stray hairs in your face. Did he mention how beautiful you looked sleeping? He might have to ask Shoko about heart disease because of how fast his heart was beating.

Unfortunately for him, you also seemed to be drifting away from dreamland and back to reality. Your eyes flutter and your eyebrows furrow. Gojo takes this to his advantage and does the worst thing he can think of; pretend to be asleep.

When you wake up, your mind is still hazy from the good night’s rest you had gotten, but not hazy enough to realize that your body was tangled with another’s. And you’re pretty sure the pillow you had been laying on last night was not this hard. You try to delude yourself into believing that this is all a dream, but the effects of your sleep were fading.

It takes all the strength in you to summon the courage to open your eyes. To your horror, you were firmly wrapped in Gojo’s arms and your legs were intertwined.

“What the hell?” You pull yourself away from him. On the floor below the bed laid the two pillows that Gojo had set up as a makeshift wall. You stare at them utter shock.

“No, don’t go, I’ll freeze to death,” Gojo whines, miraculously waking up. You glare at him.

“Explain to me what just happened or I swear Gojo, I’m going to–” You try to threaten him, but you can’t seem to formulate anything.

Unlike you, Gojo looked unbothered by the sudden turn of events. He even looked pleased. There was a lopsided smile on his face as he sighed, “What can I say, I guess you subconsciously want me after all.”

"I do not—"

“But if I had to guess, I’d say the room got too cold and we most likely cuddled for warmth unconsciously.” He shrugs it off like it was no big deal. You note that his hair is tousled from the night before.

You leave the warm bed you and Gojo had made. His theory was probably true, meaning it was neither of your faults. You purse your lips.

“I suppose that makes sense. I apologize for overreacting, I guess I was under the impression that we had done something lewd last night.” With that comment, you make your way to the bathroom to freshen up both your mind and body.

You don’t end up seeing how red Gojo’s face got. It was foreign to feel all the blood rising to his cheeks. He takes one of his hands to slap it over his eyes before chuckling to himself. Yeah, he definitely knows why he likes you.

All of a sudden Gojo feels like he’s on top of the world. For you, it was just a moment of weakness.

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gojo wished he and you got to go to the onsen together.

gojo also regretted not taking a photo of you sleeping soundly in his arms. it would’ve been his new wallpaper.

for the remainder of the trip, gojo was at an all time high, successfully locating and exorcising the curse in less than an hour.

#i’d like to think they had a meet ugly that made him fall head over heels for [name]#[name] also believes her sole purpose on this earth is to humble him hehe #gojo x reader #gojo fluff #gojou satoru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #gojou satoru x you #gojo satoru x y/n #gojou satoru x y/n #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #kt.writes.·:*¨༺#i feel like i didnt make gojo mean enough. maybe next time #remember spring days!au

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armanddelioncourt · 11 months

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Is this it? Will iwtv be the first fandom that pushes me over the edge to write fic? Stay tuned

#(not counting the one spn fic I hand wrote in middle school)#guess it’s time to put my english degree to use #can’t promise it’ll be any good lol #amc iwtv #iwtv fic #tvc

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dolldefiler · 3 months

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Another incest piece, at the risk of my asks being filled with very questionable shit. The daughter’s at least 18. I created her so I can make that decision.

C/W: Incest, Rape, Somnophilia (is this the right format?)

It’s alright, baby. Drink as much as you want. I’m here for you. I’ll keep you safe, I promise. Daddy’s not going to let anyone touch you. Well… except myself. Mhm? Nothing, puppet. Drink up now. That’s a good girl. Don’t worry, this will be our little secret while your mother’s out of town. Well, it would be a secret if she hadn’t encouraged me to do this… Nothing, sweetheart, you’re hearing things. Now let’s get you back. You look like you’re half asleep. Honey? Honey?

Oh, you silly little girl. Falling asleep while you’re out drinking with Daddy. Now I’ll have to carry you back. It’s a good thing I’m not one of those evil, perverted men that would ruin your pretty fuckholes, princess. Aww, you sound so cute when you slur your words like that. You sound just like your mother, the first time I raped her. Just go back to sleep, my love. It’ll just be a bad nightmare when you wake up, won’t it?

Now that you’re in bed, let’s see what you have under that dress… Oh my. I didn’t realise my pretty little princess was wearing such adult underwear. Did you know I would be the one taking your dress off tonight? Did you know Daddy would be the one to strip you naked, sweetheart? Is that why you’re wearing that? Aww, you didn’t need to do that for me. I’d fuck you anyway. I’d breed my own daughter regardless of what she wore.

Oh, fuck. Shit, even when you’re asleep the lips of your cunt kiss my cock perfectly. It’s like… it’s like you were made for me. Oh shit, look at that. Your creamy cunt’s slathering my shaft, even when you have no idea it’s happening.

I knew you were a pervert, just like your parents.

And what if I… did this- FUCK! Oh fuck, yes. God, you’re even tighter than your whore of a mother when she was your age. God, I don’t think I’m going to last long. I’m using my fucking daughter’s pussy to jack off in. Shit, let’s release these tits. Ugh, you’re perfect. They’re beautiful. God, but they’d look so much better with my cock thrusting between them and your pretty eyes looking up into mine. I’m fucking cumming, princess. I’m so sorry, I can’t help it. Just take it all. Take all of Daddy’s hot seed in your fertile womb, as nature intended. You were designed to be mine from the start.

Perhaps you’ll learn that when you realise your belly and tits are swelling up.

#cnc somno #somno breeding #somno fantasy #breeding k1nk #fauxcest #rapekink #r@pe kink #intox cnc #intox kink #rough daddy #bd/sm daddy #daddy k!nk

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cherry-leclerc · 6 months

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true temptation ☆ cl16

genre: sainz!reader, humor, nnn (mommy, i can explain), smut, fluff, whipped!charles, established relationship

word count: 2k

Your boyfriend makes a decision to participate in NNN, but immediately regrets it when he realizes just how difficult it is to stay away from you.

nsfw warning under the cut!

18+...car sex, riding, fingering

req!... probably the longest drabble i’ve done so far, but i hope you all enjoy!

“You’re never going to last.”

The Monegasque’ eyes challenge you as you stand there unimpressed, hands on your hips. It had all started with him barging in on you and calling an ‘emergency couple’s meeting’.

Pacing the room, he goes back and forth, mumbling slowly, as if creating a plan up in his head. As far as you’re concerned, he was never going to actually do it. The man was obsessed with you.

“Have a little faith in me,” he groans, hands brushing his hair back in despair.

His so called - ‘emergency’ - was that he would be taking part in No Nut November. No kissing. No sex.

Or anything remotely related to it.

Walking up to him, you pat his chest. His hands find their way down to your waist, doe eyes staring back up at him.

“I will… But I’m going to make your head spin.”

He started off strong. He even felt a bounce in his step when he entered Ferrari Hospitality; he swore he felt like he was walking on sunshine.

“You’re actually doing it?”

Joris, too, had no hope for his friend. He had seen the way the green eyed boy would cling onto you as if it were the only thing he knew how to do. The way he talked about you, even when you weren’t around.

“Oui. Why? Do you not think it’s a good idea?”

His friend tilts his head to the side as he thinks about it for a minute. “Not sure. All I know is that your and Pierre’s bet on who can last longer is never going to end up good. You can’t even go a single second without kissing her!”

“He said he could last longer than me? I have to prove him wrong….” His mind slips over to the last part. “I can live without her kisses for a month. It’ll be fine.”

The Ferrari driver makes his way to his team, properly analyzing what faults his car had and how he can make the best out of it. Frustrated, Charles rubs his eyes.

“I will do the best I can, but I can’t promise a podium. Not with a car like this.”

Taking notes, Xavi nods as he walks away. “Hi, Xavi!” The sound of your voice instantly makes him ease up as he searches for you. His jaw goes slack.

“What are you wearing?”

Smiling wide with eyes crinkled, you rush over to him. “It’s only a dress.”

But it wasn’t just a dress. He knows you did it on purpose, wearing the little black dress he had last fucked you in. It’s the way it fans your thighs as the wind gently teases anyone passing by.

“You’re supposed to be on my team. Are we really going to let Kika and Pierre win?”

Rolling your eyes, you tippy toe, naturally about to kiss him, but stop yourself before you do. He frowns.

“You are sooo right!” You comedically screech as you slap your hands against your cheeks. “I do want us to win! Forget the kiss, my mistake.”

He chuckles darkly, shaking his head.

“You’re a fucking nightmare.”

He’s a week in and he’s finally starting to lose his grip.

“You’re sweating buckets, mate,” Daniel points out as he lets out a loud laugh, doing a muppet dive. Charles unbuttons his collared shirt.

“It’s the heat, it’s the heat.”

The Aussie furrows his eyebrows and he raises a hand up to feel the air. Light breeze. Shivering, you strut over to your boyfriend.

“Can we leave? It’s getting too cold.”

And he hates the way that dress clings onto your body, your figure being completely shown off. Nothing but dirty thoughts have entered his mind from the moment he first saw you.

“Sure.”

Kicking off your heels, you throw yourself onto the bed, face first. Shooo tirefff, you mumble against the sheets. He purposefully takes a seat across from you, knowing he’d be tempted to cross the line if he didn’t.

Tossing over, you reach out for him. And he’s about to turn you down, but he notices the way your nose is painted pink - your cheeks, too - and soft, tired eyes meeting his. His heart melts at the sight. So, he reminds himself that a hug with his girlfriend is nothing bad.

Climbing onto his lap, you dig your face into his chest, short dress riding up. He physically has to stop himself from letting out a loud moan. Instead, he traces his fingers up and down your spine. You shudder.

“Are you sure we can’t fuck, Charlie?”

Right there, is his breaking point. He’s ready to kiss you, finger you, eat you out, fuck you, anything. But you giggle teasingly as you pull back, a wicked smile drawn.

“Whoops. Never mind.”

He’s known you wouldn’t make this easy on him. It’s almost as if you’ve made it your mission to screw with his head - and while he would normally love it - in this case, it was killing him.

Dance with me, you would beg him and you sway in front of him. It was a rare moment of it just being you two, so naturally, you took advantage of it. You showered, did your skincare, watched a movie, but the moment you heard Sparks by Coldplay echoing from his phone, you immediately jumped up like a bunny.

Then, his heart would melt, and melt, and melt - and melt some more. It would only be a reminder of what a perfect match you both were. He would memorize your face once again; no makeup, eyebags due to long travels with him, a small cut on the bridge of your nose from earlier when Lando had accidentally hit you with his frisbee, pink lips he so desperately missed.

He would oblige, the way you knew he would. He found home within you as you would both sway, your feet on top of his as he would lead you both, you having to do nothing but close your eyes and feel his heartbeat. And it was so sweet to know that it was only yours.

I love you, he would remind you as if he didn’t already tell you a million times before. As if it were a way to make up for all this. And you would say-

“I know.”

“How are you keeping up?”

The Frenchman smiles proudly as he takes a sip of water. “I’m actually doing fine. You?”

Charles gulps, green eyes following to where you stand next to Kika.

“Good.”

“It’s actually not that hard.”

Kika and you had been touching up on your boyfriend's challenge. She would say it as if it were the easiest thing. You slump against your chair.

“That’s not fair… Mine has the most beautiful face ever!”

“Hey!”

You squeal as she aims a pillow at you. I’m sorry! The Portuguese laughs too, sticking her tongue out. You sigh. “I do miss him, though.”

“Yeah…”

“Have we seriously just been talking about how horny we are?”

“Don’t say it like that!” She bites her lip. “We have.”

“Why did they ever think this was going to be a good idea?”

Propping her arm against the table, she beams. “It’s not, but I heard from Pierre about how much Charles is struggling.” You groan.

“Yeah, well that’s nothing but his own fault.”

It’s now been 2 weeks and he’s already given up. His pleads were convincing.

C’mon, baby. Let me fuck you.

It’s been too long. I miss the way you taste.

But you stood your ground.

“No, no, no.” You shook your head, running away. Seeing Carlos, you hide behind him. “You brought this onto yourself! Now you’re just going to have to deal with it.”

Confused, Carlos questions you both on what you’re talking about. It’s just that your sister won’t let me-

“Stop! That’s my brother!”

The Monegasque shrugs as Carlos turns to you. What is he talking about? Your face burns up as you brush him off. “Nada, nada - he’s just being a jerk.” And so, he believes it and walks away, too tired to deal with any of it.

You let out a squeal when Charles plunges towards you. He picks you up, carrying you to his motorhome.

“Let go!”

Dropping you onto his small bed, he stares down at you like a lion salivating over their prey. You suppress a whimper, clamming your legs shut. He raises a brow.

“You’re telling me you don’t want the same thing I do? I promise I’ll do it just the way you like it.”

Closing your eyes, you can picture it. You can feel him already, pressed up against you. You do want it, you do. Opening your eyes, you shake your head.

“Just two more weeks to go.”

“We lost.” Taken aback, you snort. What do you mean? Your friend blushes before dragging you to the corner. “I mean that last night Pierre and I went out for dinner and one thing led to another and-”

“Okay, okay, I caught on!”

Giggling, she shimmies her shoulders towards you. “What are you going to do?” You pout as you stare back blankly. She sighs. “I’m talking about you and Charles! I mean you both already won - you could do whateverrrr you want.”

Stuttering, you cough before saying, “You made it loud and clear, thank you very much.”

Shivering, you climb into the passenger's seat of his Pista as you thank him for opening and closing your door. As soon as he climbs in, he turns on the heater. The Monaco streets were lonely, everyone already in their homes, sheltering from the light rain that had picked up.

“You want to pull over?”

You sound so sweet asking that he almost thinks he’s hallucinating or that any second now you’re going to surprise him with a, just kidding!

But he quickly could tell you weren’t and he doesn’t want to let the moment slip away. Not when he’s been waiting for so long. Screw it if he lost.

Pulling over on the side of an isolated street, he hauls you onto his lap. You thank the universe for skirts. Pushing your panties aside, his long fingers slide against your wet folds. You let out a wail.

“Fuck, you don’t know how I’ve missed hearing you.” He slides two fingers in. “Feeling you.”

Dazed, you find yourself grinding on his fingers. Every single time they would brush against your g-spot, you would kiss him harder. He slips them out, bringing them up to his lips.

And he moans in a way you’ve never heard before. So fucking sweet. Blushing, you lean in to kiss him. You can still taste yourself.

“Charles, please - do something.”

Never during your entire relationship has he ever fucked you as hard as he did that day. His grip on your waist hurt, but it hurt so good. His cock would continuously brush against where you needed him the most, so much so, he left you seeing stars. Drooling all over him, you hold onto his shoulders, bouncing up and down rapidly.

“So tight – So warm.” He chokes when you ground your hips deeper. “So fucking good.”

Then, he finishes inside of you. His fingers slide down to your clit as he rubs it. You finish with a loud cry. Kissing you one last time, he slaps your ass. You scowl playfully.

“Admit it - you’ve missed it, too.”

“Just a few more weeks and you would have won!” Pierre clicks his tongue before kicking his legs up against the table in front of him. Charles rolls his eyes.

“I’m never doing that again.”

Kika smacks the Frechman’s thigh. “You both lost, remember? Only, you did before him.” The Monegasque quickly springs up.

“You’re saying we won?”

“You’re acting as if this were the fucking Olympics, Cha.” You drag him by the arm to sit back down as he starts celebrating his ‘accomplishment of the year’.

“What are we clapping about?”

Your brother strolls over to an open seat as he opens up a water bottle. Hurriedly, you screech, “Nothing! Only that the season is almost over-”

“He’s yapping about how he won No Nut November, except, he didn’t. 2 weeks and fucking does not count.”

“You did what?”

Jumping up, Charles trips over his feet as he tries backing away from the angry Spaniard. “I think I forgot my phone! I’ll be right back!”

Chasing after him, your brother yells out, “That’s my baby sister, cabrón!”

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