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bluedaddysgirl · 9 months
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Must read. Here' s a snippet to motivate you :
For the still-not-convinced: If you need an AI to come up with ideas for you, you don’t even belong in the fucking room, because ‘coming up with ideas’ is literally the most basic level skill to have. A basketball player who can’t dribble doesn’t belong in the NBA, so why the fuck do you think you deserve a spot on my writing team if you need a computer to do what any goddamn fucking eight year old can do? Take the fucking hint, you fucking fraud: if you need AI to do the most basic tasks required of you as a writer, then you aren’t employable as a writer. Period. Fuck you. You’re a waste of everyone’s time.
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dellalyra · 7 months
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Hi love I’m back for a bit anyways I was going through my notes and I saw your folder with request ideas that I had and didn’t request yet and since you finally hit 2k i can still do it so yay!
You remember that scene in the manga where they had to train gojos infinity by basically throwing things at him? Yeah so what I was thinking is that moment and also just to make it funnier I just know they were throwing things at him at the speed of light just to make sure something hits him and they moved up to heavier massive objects just for fun so something like that please. :)
ᴜɴᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ - ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ
Pixie Says: this was so fun soraya you are my queen I stg I loved writing this
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“Did it hit?” You shout across the field.
“No! Do it again?” Satoru’s voice echoes back.
Shoko hands Geto another tennis ball, and he proceeds to fire it across the field - towards an unperturbed Gojo.
“What about that one?” Shoko asks.
“Nope! Do something bigger! Geto - where’s our basketball?” The white haired man says, with all the excitement of a puppy.
Geto rolls his eyes, but smiles slightly - a rare sight these days - as he wanders toward the dorms to grab his ball.
“Think fast!” Shoko shouts, throwing an apple at Gojo’s head.
The apple splits in half and falls to the floor as you and Shoko cheer with Gojo at yet another object infinity can reflect.
Geto jogs towards them, and tosses the orange basketball at his best friend - it bounces straight off and back toward Geto who grabs it in one large hand.
“Okay - we gotta think bigger.” You say, hands on your hips and looking around the courtyard.
Shoko strolls off, only to come back a second later with a chair from one of the classrooms.
“Jesus Koko - I meant like - a pillow.” You try to take the chair but Gojo interrupts by shouting ‘throw the chair!’.
Ever the dutiful girlfriend, you allow Geto to swing the chair toward your man who is gleefully jumping at the prospect of having a chair flung in his direction.
The wood splits in half and falls with a clunk to the ground. Geto claps and whoops at the mess left, all four of you cheering, a mutual love of chaos being the thing that bonded you all three years ago.
“Okay but these are all like, blunt things. Can it stop weapons? Y/N, throw a knife at him.” Shoko says, patting down your thigh to find the holster you keep under your uniform skirt.
“Get your morguey hands outta my girl’s skirt, Ieiri!” Satoru shouts, tossing a tennis ball back at her.
“What about a knife, ‘toru?” You say, fully confident in your love’s abilities to not get stabbed (again).
You had been witness to his crazed intent to become stronger, and almost invincible, over the past few months since the incident. Marks left on everyone, a slight scar on Gojo’s pale throat, crisscrossed scars spanning the width of Geto’s broad chest - the scar of the sound of a gunshot penetrating a sweet girl’s head haunting every dream, hands stained with the blood of her best friends and the memory of shaking hands as she sewed their wounds shut for Shoko and the image of your soulmate bleeding out in your lap and the slash of scar across your thigh from the blow he landed as you tried to deflect him from Satoru.
If one good thing had come from it, it was the fact that it contributed toward the push you and Satoru both needed for getting your heads out of your asses and finally confessing just how much you loved each other that day after the mission in the abandoned hospital.
So you didn’t worry.
Shaking the thoughts from your head you whip your dagger out and spin it between your fingers.
“Ready, ‘toru.” You ask, smiling.
“Always, princess.” He smirks back.
You fling the knife with eerie precision toward him and see it clatter to the ground below an unscathed Gojo.
Another chorus of cheers erupts.
“We need to think even bigger.” Shoko says, deep in thought.
“I’ve got exactly the thing.” Geto says, smirk gracing his features as he looks straight toward you, and in one fast swoop you find yourself in his arms as he prepares to launch you across the field.
“Geto Suguru don’t you dare throw me! I swear to god I will fucking - AGHHHHHH.” Your words of warning are interrupted as you feel yourself fly through the air and then as soon as it started it stops with a jolt and a pair of strong arms wrapping around you, a sheen of sweat sticking to your skin.
You open your eyes, laughing at the turn of events, and see a pair of ice blue eyes, the colour which has been your favourite since you were 16, staring back at you with a wide smile.
“You caught me!” You say, wrapping your arms around his neck and realising that he’s switched his infinity off to hold you.
“Only a fool would drop a girl like you.” He says, pressing a soft kiss to your lips as you smile.
“I can’t believe you just quoted scooby-doo and kissed me.” You say, burying your head into his neck.
“You love me.” He says, shrugging.
“That’s exactly why I love you.” You giggle as he gently returns you to solid ground.
“I love you more, but now, I believe you have revenge to enact.” He pats your head, and fixes your shirt.
“I do, thank you, ‘toru.” A peck on the cheek as you stand on the tips of your toes. You smile at him, and turn around.
“GETO SUGURU! YOU BASTARD, GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!” You sprint toward the man who is laughing and beginning to back away slowly - away from the wrath of the future Mrs.Gojo.
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Technically I won tho.
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theplacesaysstuff · 3 months
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Can't wait to see the full thing cuz I loved the free demo soooo much!
I'm in love with his character design and hope that more people will play it soon so that the fandom grows with it. I haven't seen may posts about it on the hellsite.
The Kid at the Back link: https://fantasia-kittcat.itch.io/the-kid-at-the-back-demo
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friends (with benefits) - marlene mckinnon
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summary - marlene and her ‘best friend’ have some fun during a movie with their friends, having to be very sneaky.
warnings - smut, fingering (f given) pet names used, semi-public sexual acts. lmk if there’s any i missed.
word count - 565
a/n - i’ve loved this idea for so long and i just had to write it.
post number - 4
reader - she/her, fem.
marlene and yn had been friends for as long as they could remember , but recently things had changed. their friendship was… different, to say the least.
currently, yn and marlene were lying in the spare bed of the marauders dorm room, watching a movie with james, sirius, peter and remus.
due to the way each of them were lying, facing the movie, none of them could even see the two girls on the bed at the back of the room.
so far there was nothing unusual happening, until marlene noticed that there was a loud fight scene going on in the movie.
“yn.” the blonde whispered.
yn turned to face her, “yeah.”
“how’re you feeling right now?”
she whispered back, “i’m feeling pretty good, how are you feeling marls?”
“well, i was hoping i could be feeling you again. if that’s alright with you?”
yn smirked, “gotta be quiet though.”
“of course.” marlene replied.
and soon enough, things were happening. feelings were felt.
marlene’s gaze had now been completely averted to yn, who was looking the same way. the scottish girl’s hand crept underneath the quilt they were covered by, and onto yn’s body.
yn turned slightly, making herself closer to marlene. marlene was quick to undo the button of yn’s trousers, not without a reassuring look from yn that is was okay to do so, and her hand quickly slid into her friend’s panties.
marlene was quick to slip two of other fingers inside of yn, while her thumb circled her clit. yn struggled to keep quiet.
“that good?” yn nodded in response, “gotta be quiet though.” marlene whispered softly.
“yeah.” yn breathed.
“good girl.”
marlene pumped her fingers, knowing exactly what her friend liked, as yn struggled to keep quiet. in order for marlene to go faster, she lifted her knees up so that nobody could see the fast motion going on under the blankets.
she sped up, as yn’s hand flew to cover her mouth.
“that good, baby? you like that?” marlene whispered as quietly as she could.
she got no response, as she expected. if yn spoke now, she would give them both away, not being able to keep herself quiet
“fuck, you’re so wet.” marlene pointed out.
she picked up the pace of her thumb, and slipped another finger into yn’s pussy. marlene could feel yn tense up.
“nearly.. there.” yn managed to breath out quietly.
“good girl, cum for me, sweetheart.”
as marlene’s fingers all sped up, yn reached her high, having the best climax she’d ever had. marlene smirked, not just because she had just done this to her best friend, but because she wouldn’t be able to subtly go to the bathroom.
in yn’s favour, the bathroom was right in between the bed they were on and peters bed, so she was able to sneak off to clean up ten minutes later, bringing back tissue for marlene to clean her fingers with.
and so, they went back to how they were before, acting as if nothing ever happened, and finished watching the movie.
yn sat up, “so, what’d you think of the movie guys?”
“pretty good.” the speckled boy responded.
“yeah, i loved the fight scene.” marlene responded, with a hinting tone towards yn.
“me too! that was so good, marls.” sirius responded
this wasn’t the first time this happened, and it definitely wasn’t the last.
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shinsengumi-archives · 9 months
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Traditional Kimono Colors
This could be useful when creating art and deciding what colors to paint their kimono. For example, during certain eras in the past, some colors known as kinjiki can only be used by high ranking officials, while other colors known as yurushiiro are used by commoners. Ordinary people were forbidden to wear bright clothes by the order of the Edo shogunate, so people used to wear kimono in brown, grey or blue colors.
Different colors also had different associations. In the Edo period, asagi blue (the color of the Shinsengumi uniform) was associated with low-ranking countryside samurai, so the Shinsengumi members weren’t satisfied with their uniform.
In the Imperial Court, different colors denoted different ranks. 
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Geisha also had rules about what color combinations should be worn in each month. Their kimono would change to suit the season like so:
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The Japanese have developed their own collection of traditional colors, known as dentoushoku. The four core colors are white, black, red and blue. The names for these were mentioned earliest in historical texts and they have the most meanings attached to them. Only these four could be considered pure primary colors. (source)
According to this chart, the colors are often named after nature and are traditionally grouped into series. They look more muted than modern colors because they’re based on ancient dyeing techniques. These colors are commonly used in daily life: (桜色(Sakura iro), 桃色(momo iro), 薄紅(usubeni), 珊瑚色(sango iro), 小豆色(azuki iro), 玉子色(tamago iro), 橙色(daidai iro), 萌黄(moegi), 空色(sora iro)), while others are only mentioned in literature and used for kimono (source)
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This site contains explanations of the names and history for a long list of traditional Japanese colors.
This site also contains a large list of colors with categories, such as Kimono colors, Edo Period colors, Japanese Painting and Ukiyo-e colors
For an immensely detailed and well-illustrated document of Japan’s old colors and their associated names, it’s worth visiting the beautiful website Nippon Colors.
[Edit] The Aizu Domain had its own color rank system for samurai and ashigaru (footsoldiers).
Upper rank (joshi) haori cord colors:
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Middle rank (chushi) haori cord colors:
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Lower rank (ashigaru) collar colors:
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Reference
http://www.studio-mana.com/ippuku/dentousyoku/dentousyoku_shikisou.html
http://wagara.blogspot.com/p/traditional-colors.html
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Traditional_colors_of_Japan
https://www.color-sample.com/popular/jiscolor/ja/
https://www.colordic.org/w
https://www.rakuten.ne.jp/gold/marutomo/value/color/
http://nipponcolors.com/
https://irocore.com/
http://www.fan.hi-ho.ne.jp/gary/aizumibun.htm
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ewwarrior · 9 months
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List eight shows for your followers to get to know you better:
• Sense 8
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• The Magicians
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• My Mad Fat Diary
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• Veronica Mars
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• Julie and the Phantoms
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• Fleabag
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• Good Trouble
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• Buffy the Vampire Slayer
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manuscripts-dontburn · 3 months
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ystrike1 · 6 days
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Doumeki-sama, who hates humans, wants to see everything about the sacrificial girl. - By 柚木マチ (7/10)
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A short misunderstanding. A possessive, killer Demon God. No plot, just a sweet ending. Don't worry, be happy.
Doumeki is a greasy sentient pile of eyeballs. Kuchina is a healthy, happy sacrifice that already behaves like a happy housewife.
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They live like a couple already.
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Doumeki is a 10/10. A super polite, caring God who enjoys Kuchina's company. He doesn't think she will ever love him though. His handsome human form often breaks. His true self is pretty gross.
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He wants to kill the village that sacrificed her, but she doesn't seem interested in revenge.
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One day, quite suddenly, Kuchina decides to seduce him. He's overjoyed.
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So overjoyed that his human form kinda falls apart when he kisses her.
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After they become a couple he shops for her favorite foods because he's a sweetie.
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Doumeki is insecure, so he spies on Kuchina. Turns out that the village chief has been encouraging Kuchina to sleep with him, so he will protect the village.
He is deeply hurt, but he will not let Kuchina go. She is officially his wife. She cannot leave him.
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It's a misunderstanding. Kuchina has actually been crushing on him for a few years now. Yay mutual pining!
Doumeki's insecure side does make him a fun yandere though.
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bbtsficrecs · 4 months
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Hi love can you recommend some she fell first but he fell harder trope fics? Really craving the pining and yearning angst. Love your blog btw. It is so well organised.
Not you being the absolute SWEETEST!!! 😫🫶🏽 so ofc I can cutie 🥺 also pinging and yearning angst >>>>>
Sex education (2 parts) by @extravaguk I will NEVER stop recommending this one. It’s my absolute favorite and I just think that Jungkook is the sweetest in it
Night After Night by @brown-bi-beautiful
Ex On The Beach (3 parts) by @beahae
Undo (remember to read the drabbles too!) by @yoonia
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candescentkpop · 2 months
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Soobin
TXT: Can’t You See Me
TXT Part 65 / ?
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dellalyra · 11 months
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Family Formation - Part Ten
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Summary: The school’s exchange event endangers your family, but it’s okay, mom and dad are here to help.
CW: swearing, fluff, found family stuff, canon typical violence, I guess some angst ? megumi needs his mom rn
A/N: so!! It seems like nothings showing up in tags!!! If anyone can help pls do i am dumb and confused!! But ! Here is part 10 I have absolutely no impulse control and now you get 2 parts in one night bc adhd. I like this part nd pls don’t forget that requests are open and I love getting them!! Also! Just send shit idc I’m lonely man
Recommended Listening:
In The Woods Somewhere - Hozier
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Nothing felt right.
You couldn’t sit still in your chair beside your husband.
There was a twisting in your gut. Akio, now 6 months old, was safe and sound with your parents – Grade One sorcerers and your home were hidden by your husband – so you knew Akio was safe.
But call it mother’s instinct – one of your kids was in danger.
You tried to pay attention to the exchange event, watching the fights but the feeling grew and grew and was soon confirmed when all the student’s lights burned red.
You sprung up from your chair and vaguely heard Mei Mei and Yaga speaking – you gripped Satoru’s arm and soon you, him and Utahime along with Gakuganji were running toward a descending curtain. Gojo reached out only to be violently rejected by the curtain, you frowned in confusion but realised a second too late as you too, were blasted backwards.
You looked at Satoru.
“An anti-Gojo veil, I just don’t think it specified which one.” He said, as you realised this was meant to keep you both out as Utahime managed to slide her arm through the veil.
Panic seized your stomach. Megumi. He was in there, he was in danger. Nobara, Yuuji. What about Maki and Toge, Panda too? All the Kyoto kids? You needed to get in. That anger panic soon turned to anger as you realised someone intentionally made this veil to keep you and Satoru from the kids.
“Utahime, gramps, you two go ahead. Protect the kids. I can break this down, but only with Y/N’s intellect.” He waves a hand at them, he may be calm but you can sense his frustration.
Utahime looks at you.
“Hime, please, get me, my kids.” She only nods and they disappear through the curtain.
“Okay, Satoru. What do you see?” You ask. You and your husband work together like a well-oiled machine by now – techniques working in perfect unison after so long of working together and the intimacy of marriage.
“Veil, the cursed spirit made, specifically meant to keep us both out. 2km radius.” He recites, knowing what you need.
“Okay, I’ll create a diversion – then red?” You don’t even realise it by now but you working on sheer instinct and muscle memory. Trying to clear the emotions swirling through your gut right now is taking everything you have.
“It’s a deal, sweet cheeks.” He replies. God, where would you be without this man beside you?
You activate one of your techniques, one of the more durable and as teenage Gojo when training said ‘damn annoying’ ones, Fae Conjuration, and shape an ancestral spirit’s cursed energy into a gigantic elephant.
“I love your flair for drama, princess,” Gojo says, kissing your hand.
“Go big or go home, right.” You reply, which makes him laugh.
As you send the elephant charging into the barrier, just as it hits and bursts into thousands of small blue petals, Satoru sends a bright red burst of energy into the curtain and you see it shrink back into itself.
You both immediately begin running toward the smoke and dust emanating from where you know the river lies. You pray to whoever might be listening that your kids are safe and that you weren’t, once again, too late.
“Y/N, get them out of the way,” Satoru says from behind you, before branching off behind you. You knew what he meant immediately.
Not far away, a series of flashes come and you see, your Yuuji, sweet, kind, loving Yuuji – has hit the curse with four consecutive black flashes. Pride swells in your chest and a giggle at how Kento will react. Next comes several confusing images which you recognise as Todo switching everyone’s places and before you know it the curse has greatly increased their cursed energy output. Yuuji comes running to Todo and just as the energy reaches its peak, you slid into the riverbed in front of the boys, using your cursed claws as anchors and shouting.
“Cursed technique: Wall of Thorns” comes tumbling from your voice, raw and powerful and the magnitude of energy pulsing from your technique quells the curses own but also wraps it up in piercing tendrils of impossibly thick, strong vines.
You look at the curse, a spirit imbued by nature – a being similar to yourself. You smile sadly at it.
“The Dryad. The monk warned me of you.” The curse speaks in a shockingly gentle voice.
“Hanami. I’m sorry it came to this. Return to the earth, and be at peace.” You say as you’ve spotted a shape lingering in the sky.
You turn as fast as you can, as you spot a figure in the sky and grabbing Todo and Yuuji by the arms you shout again.
“Cursed technique: comments flora.” And with that, you and the boys are standing, by a camellia bush about 100ft away.
“Why have we run? Y/N-Sensei?! Todo?! It’s not dead!” Yuuji shouts and leaves to run but Aoi grabs his arm.
“Hold it, brother!” Todo says.
“Do not go closer, Yuuji. Satoru has it from here.” You say.
“Don’t take another step closer, or you’ll get caught in it.” Todo and you push Yuuji behind you both and just in time as a rumble comes through the ground and you’re all soon swathed in a deep purple light.
You giggle a little, Satoru has had a chance to play a little rough today, he’s probably in heaven.
“Ha, he’s as nonstandard as ever,” Todo says.
As the light clears and you release Yuuji from your grip, you look at them both.
“Where is Megumi? I can feel his cursed energy. Is he safe, is he hurt?” You say, patting them both down and spinning them to assess injuries.
“He’s been taken to Shoko Sensei, he was injured, along with Maki. Panda has escorted them to safety.” Todo informs you as you squeeze the (much taller than you) Itadori into your chest.
“Well, maybe I should have Aoi here as your Sensei if he managed to get a black flash from you.” Coke from behind you, as your husband floats down to stand beside you all. Yuuji immediately starts spouting at him about how cool the ‘purple neon flashy thingy’ was and how he’s ‘so OP Sensei’ and Aoi claps and agrees and admires his panache.
“Satoru – Satoru! Megumi! He’s hurt, Shoko has him.” He whips around and grabs your arm and the next thing you know you’re warping into Shoko’s office and you realise the last time you did that your waters had broken and Akio was on his way. But now, it’s your other son, and it’s fear – not joyous apprehension you’re feeling. Satoru is stock still and stiff beside you. You know you’re both worrying you didn’t get to him in time. Your darling boy.
But much to your relief, sitting up with a scowl in front of you is the spikey-haired boy – seemingly unscathed, with Maki opposite him.
You dive into him, wrapping him in your arms.
“Shoko! Ieiri Shoko! Come here now! SHOKO!” You’re shouting through the room and Megumi is hushing you Satoru is pulling at every limb on Megumi checking for damage and Maki is laughing her ass off at the look on her cousin’s face.
“Jesus, Y/N chill the fuck out, your kids fine. He got a nasty gash in his stomach but it’ll heal fine, was more of a cursed technique issue than a health one. 2 weeks bed rest and some painkillers and he’ll be all good.” Shoko says, wiping her hands on her doctors coat and rolling her eyes at you. A flash of a memory of you and Gojo fussing like this over an injured Geto back in the day with her only learning to heal passes through her mind as she witnesses the scene.
She’s soon knocked back by you tossing your arms around her neck and kissing her hair.
“Thank you, I chose the best best friend ever, thank you I love you.” You finally let her go and then begin to fuss over Maki and Megumi together. Telling them that you’re taking both of them and whoever else needs recovery time to you and Gojo’s house and you’ll take care of them.
Shoko raises an eyebrow at Gojo, wondering how he’ll react to this decision.
“What my princess wants, I’ll give her. And if it’s time to look after her kids, then that’s nothing I’ll object to.” He shrugs, grabbing a candy from her desk.
Shoko leaves to check on Inumaki and Noritoshi Kamo and Maki is given permission to leave back to her dorm, with an open invite to the Gojo Cottage to recuperate if she wants.
You sit beside Megumi, with Gojo sprawling his ridiculously long limbs over the legs of the chair he’s on, playing candy crush with one eye and observing you two with the other.
“You okay, ‘gumi?” You say.
“I’m good, don’t worry Mom.” He says, awkwardly patting the top of your hand.
“You did really good today kid, saved a lot of people. Proud of you.” Gojo says, beaming. “You really take after your old man, and by that I mean me, in your levels of extraordinary talent.”
Megumi rolls his eyes and you just laugh at the two boys. You text your mom that Satoru will be home to take Akio to bed tonight, but you’ll both be staying the night in the chairs beside your eldest before you can take him home to rest tomorrow. She replies, after crying for 10 minutes over him being hurt asking if ‘her darling Megumi needs his Nana’ and he blushes and says it’s okay he’ll see her when he’s home. She tells you she loves you, tells Gojo she loves him, and tells Megumi she loves him the mostest and then you hang up. All of you drifting off, you and Gojo curled together on the armchair beside your kid’s bed.
You guys would be okay.
TAGLIST: @vesta-ro @lilithlunas @mialexandruh @sassy-cat-in-town @madam-ri @cjm-cookiethief
Requests open <3
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alexxuun · 1 month
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What is Disco Elysium exactly?? I've seen los of posts and it seems made for me but do I need an x box?
You played as a detective who talks to the 24 voices in his head taking baby first step to political ideology accompanied by everyone voice of motivation and saviour Kim Kitsuragi in the hit game Disco Elysium. Your life will never be the same after… let say 65 hours. No, you do not need an X-box. A laptop will do.
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littlebodybigfungus · 3 months
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send this to your pookie wookie dookie 😍😍
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hugeegosorry · 1 month
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i didn’t think everyone smiled that much in the whole show
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