#long post (remorseful)

[ew-selfish-art]

DP x DC AU: Danny desperately wants to find the explosion guy. Tim is really good at covering his tracks... he didn't account for ghosts.

The explosions make it onto TV as purported terror activity and most people haven't heard of that part of the world much less ever given a second thought to care about it. The only real reason it gets reported on has something to do with the Justice League and... Danny knows too much.

He's been in training for Clockwork's court (which he's suspicious of- feels like kingly duty bullshit- but Danny is playing along out of curiosity for now) and he's learned a lot about how the living and non-living worlds collide. That means learning about CW's usual suspects- one of which just happened to have a ton of bases around the area Danny was seeing on the news.

It didn't take long for Danny to try to piece together that whoever blew up Nanda Parbat was trying to fuck with the League of Shadows, and was doing it successfully. Less green portals in the world the better, same goes for assassins. But it gets Danny thinking... Maybe he can employ similar tactics on the GIW Bases that keep spawning on the edges of Amity Park. It would at least set them back while he and his friends navigated the help line desk to request Justice League intervention. None of them can leave Amity Park, so outreach is going to have to be creative.

So Danny figures he'll just find the guy. Call up some ghosts who were there, or er, came from there and get a profile and track him down. But the ghosts keep saying it was The Detective. Annoying!

Danny goes full conspiracy theory, gets Tucker and Sam involved, and begrudgingly asks Wes Weston his thoughts.

He hadn't expected Wes to garble out a thirty minute presentation (that had 100 more slides left to go before he cut it off) about how Batman totally trained with a cult and so did his kids. Danny kind of rolled his eyes but... hey, new avenue of searching in the Infinite Realms at least.

The ghosts confirm that Bombs is for sure not Batman's MO- But maybe his second kid would know? The second kid was already brought back to life though, so no way to easily reach him... Danny starts to realize that this might be the work of a Robin now. Wasn't the red one known for solving cold cases? (Sam provides this information- its a social faux pas to not know hero gossip at Gotham Galas- everything she's learned is against her will).

It all comes to a head when Danny goes about the hard task of opening a portal for the guy to come through at just the right time, explain the infinite realms so he doesn't panic and then describe what the fuck was going on with the GIW. It takes months, just over a full year, of random (educated guesses) portal generating- Finally, Red Robin drops into the land of the dead.

"So, you're the guy I've got to talk to about explosions right?" Danny enthusiastically asks.

Tim thinks he's died and landed in the after life following 56 hours of being awake and plummeting off the side of a building into a Lazarus pool. Nothing makes sense about the kid in front of him.

"Yeah, I got a guy for munitions." Tim answers cooly.

"How do you feel about secretly sanctioned government operations that violate protected rights?"

"Gotta get rid of 'em some how. Need me to point you in the right direction?" This might as well be happening.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #danny phantom #long post #tim drake #red robin #tim and danny team up to blow up the GIW au #Tim being known as the explosion guy is my favorite and i will not let this part of his lore go ignored #Jason is the munitions guy obviously and the ghosts go crazy over the gossip it enlights when he helps in amity park #Danny one hundred percent is living for this working relationship- what a weirdo -danny hasn't met someone stranger than himself in a min #tim bartering his services for a few more years of life and danny just pikachu facing him #Tim wants to improve his relations in the afterlife be he still completely thinks hes dead #danny: dude ur still alive #Tim: yeah thats the goal but i'll help you meet your goals first and then we can negotiate #Danny decides to make the guy super ghost rich (thinking big Haunt real estate) and send him home #Tim blows up the GIW with no remorse and with all the data back up for proper justice to be served court side #tim returns from the dead and this is how the bats learn that he's the one who blew up nanda parbat all those years ago #it takes danny so long to find tim bc tim was spiralling and only after bruce got back did he get into a normal routine enough to get got

[guardian-angle22]

911: Lone Star S4 E14 | The Case of the Stolen Pudding Cup -> The Culprit Revealed

#911 lone star #911lsedit #paul strickland #carlos reyes #marjan marwani #nancy gillian #you know when I said ACAB I didn't think it would include PUDDING THEFT #how dare you carlos? #I nominate this scene for one of the best scenes of season 4 so far tbh #paul's absolutely ridiculous over the top detective work #carlos as the surprise villain reveal #the shocked faces of everyone else #the utter betrayal on paul's face as carlos shows zero remorse #10 out of 10. a masterpiece #this scene was also a great reminder to myself to stop taking this show so seriously lmao #my gifs #long post #The Case of the Stolen Pudding Cup #episode: s04e14 tongues out

[sassafrassrex]

oh my God i just tried out the tumblr mobile website on my phone's internet browser and holyshityouguys were you hiding this from me??

i just deleted the app fr

#holyshit I can mess with already-typed tags just like on desktop waaah?! 😂 #when people put links to other tumblr posts in their comments I can actually click them!! #I *can* turn off people's weird blog settings to make their blog readable! I didn't think you could do that on the mobile site but it's eas #WHY does anyone use the app?? #the only thing I can't seem to do is drag and rearrange tags anymore #but god knows that feature never seemed to work on the app either 🙄 #it just rearranged tags in random order so you'd spend way too long trying to fix them before giving up and rewriting #or maybe I just have thick fingertips and it's a skill issue but whatever #point is: zero buyer remorse this is so much better #it's a brave new world y'all 😆 #hellsite #game changer

[wreckedhoney]

MASSIVE SPOILER for one of the endings.

it's been a while since i tried looking, but i did hear that something like this happens last year and over time started to think, "was it a fluke?" bc no one posted footage or caps of it then, and i aimed for a completionist run in my first playthrough. turns out it's real! and definitely shines a new light on a character that, for most other types of playthroughs, will not give this much emotion! EDIT: transcript now included, and some stillshots under the cut

[0:28] Marie: Henry, this is the man who kept you from doing the right thing tonight. Kill him. [0:15] Forrest: Henry, you don’t have to do this. If you’ve not killed anyone yet, there’s still time to make the right decision. [0:05] Out of shot: (Gunshots) Henderson Police! Freeze! Marie: No! Henry, get out of there!

#killer frequency #henry barrow #these hands……… #so yes MORE spoilers and further commentary ahead here in the tags: #yes this is a fairly tragic ending if you already know how to get it. but again TERRIFIC VOICE ACTING BEFOREHAND AND AFTER. #feel free to reply in post if you want to ask about that part. #i didn't include that in the vid bc it's so visceral and raw but i love their performances. that shit hit hard dang. #but i want to ask anyone if their perspective on henry changes after seeing this? mine does tbh. i didn't expect a possible show of remorse #like at most hesitation! but bc of the context of forrest's dialogue- does it lean into remorse? a large definite shift in his mind! #even if he Has killed already then he's still taking forrest's words to heart and reconsidering everything which DAMN- #-my videogamey headcanon of forrest's character stats showing his Persuasion and Charm MAXED OUT is pulling tf through here!! #also can anyone reply re: would forrest's dialogue change but he still survives if henry kills maurice or murphy? or would forrest die? #and if the devs Actually gave henry other official kills in the game but didn't disclose them in the narrative- then is this the test? #like if henry kills AT ALL in game even though the player isn't privy to knowing which victims are his then is this ending unattainable? #also placing this scene/character moment behind THIS ENDING SPECIFICALLY heck that's cold. dang fellas. #going to eventually pull out a hc i've been holding back for a long time in a later post and i'll mention this scene again then- #-but this part in particular as well as another “easter egg” has really put more fuel to it

[landfilloftrash]

wild blueberries in my sleep

#my art #Ace Attorney #Manfred von Karma #Gregory Edgeworth #blueberrypancakes #aka #shingou #400th post babyyyyyy #“with this heart of mine that’s guilty not remorseful” #gonna be real with you folks; this was based on headcanons I have rambled to one of my partners about and I decided to devastate us Both #This took. Extremely long. Worth it. To me. #I have. A lot of general canon headcanons and then AU headcanons. It’s so much fun— #and since I don’t write fanfic very fast (or nearly as much as I *want* to); comics !! #I am absolutely positively delusional and you all must suffer my madness (extremely lighthearted and psoitive) #I also humbly say; Fuck hats and cravats/jabots they r so needlessly weird to draw #rea's trash

[fictionalnormalcy]

Something I am reeling about today.

Race to the Edge was originally supposed to have 4 seasons. Not 6. But what one can presume is that it garnered enough popularity that the extra two seasons were added. Hence why we got a Dragon Eye 2, Krogan was given more screentime, the King of Dragons came into play, Mala and Dagur became a thing, but what was outlined more to me, that Viggo was brought back.

With the show originally intended to be four seasons, Viggo was meant to be the main villain of the series. Dagur being a threat in Season 1, then 2 leading into the Dragon Hunters, then 3 and 4 centering around Viggo and Ryker.

Then I think about, what the end of RTTE was supposed to be. Shellshocked Pt. 2. In the final minutes of the finale. Viggo threatening Astrid, and Hiccup throwing the Dragon Eye into the volcano. Viggo chasing after it, and the rock crumbling beneath him, last words crying out, “HICCUP!”

And frankly wanting to admit, that is really the only way it could have ended. Viggo needing to be eliminated because he would never surrender, and the Dragon Eye destroyed because it was too dangerous in any hands.

I don’t think that at the point they stood at it would make sense for him to have been redeemed as he was in Triple Cross.

But I reflect upon what the ending was meant to be. Viggo meeting his end in that way. Imagine if we hadn’t been given two more seasons. That would’ve been an extremely grim ending. Like imagine going from that to HTTYD 2. And here’s me wondering, if Hiccup’s reaction after Viggo fell into the volcano was always planned, wasn’t altered even after they got the green light for two more seasons. 

How he reacted, he looked remorseful, the way he worriedly stared into the lava. The saddened tone of “Viggo. It didn’t have to end this way.” And I will be honest, even if it was brief, Viggo was the only villain which Hiccup actually looked shocked was gone. He did that for no one else, not for Grimmel, Drago, and not even Alvin when he got struck by the Skrill’s lightning. That scene, of how he stares down at where Viggo had fallen, and Astrid comes up to him and asks him if he’s okay. Just a mere minute ago Astrid had been threatened by this very man holding her own axe to her throat, and she’s asking Hiccup if he’s okay. I literally yell at the screen at this part. To comfort her, she’s the one who just endured something traumatic. Yet, there’s a moment of silence, where Hiccup stares morosely downward. And he says he’s okay. But he doesn’t check on her wellbeing, if she’s okay after what Viggo had done. 

But to me, in showing his shocked expression, displays some sort of mourning over Viggo. Reinforced by the sentence he says afterward. I say this again, this was meant to be the last episode. Had it ended like this, we would have gotten that Hiccup demonstrated some regret in how Viggo came to pass. The writers wanted to leave us with that kind of impact for the end. BUT, it didn’t end like this. Once the next season came we were given a reveal of him having survived the fall into the volcano, but not emerging unscathed. 

The writers of RTTE really had the capacity of making him a villain all over again. We see the scars on his face, the marred eye. They worked to reveal his new change ever so nicely. I for one would have completely understood if they had made him vengeful, because of how harshly the Riders struck him down. It would make sense for him to regather forces in attempts to strike them down, even with Hiccup in specificity. Yet, they didn’t. In Wings of Disaster they wished to show us he’d partnered with another villain, that he still had an obsession in obtaining the Dragon Eye. He spoke in reverence of Hiccup, not how he wished to be close enough to him to drive a blade through his heart. We were showed how out of their way they went to show Viggo was not vengeful. 

Then, I feel obligated to point out Triple Cross. The very last episode we get with him. Where we get a very short-lived redemption. A redemption I do not think, was originally planned. It was the direction went down because they decided not to make Viggo vengeful for the final two seasons. It was even outlined for us too, in that episode. Krogan so helpfully points it out: “Why do you want him alive? He scarred your face, destroyed your brother and, decimated your empire.” Literally showing us how he was capable of this, yet did not take this path. This was even testing the chance of his redemption too. There wasn’t enough time for Viggo to react, maybe he could have changed his mind, told Krogan that as he spelled it out, why not let Hiccup be killed. 

But we reach that point. Left to believe Viggo met his end. The final scene of Triple Cross? Astrid saying it felt weird he was gone, Hiccup saying he taught them a lot. Hiccup takes the piece that represented Viggo during their game, and knocks it over. Signifying the fallen player, then sealing the Maces & Talons board. Once again, bearing a saddened expression with slumped shoulders before steeling himself and exiting.

To think. Hiccup reacted in that way back in season 4 when they were still enemies, but yeesh how they did it when he sacrificed himself and left a parting gift. 

I wish to say this, the writers always had this intention. They wanted to show us that Hiccup grieved Viggo’s death. No matter how he met it, they wanted us to witness this. And doesn’t it make you wanna ship vigcup just a little bit more.

#rtte #viggo grimborn #hiccup haddock the third #astrid hofferson #shellshocked pt 2 #triple cross #long post #httyd rtte #vigcup #krogan #non-vengeful villain #rtte writers #what wasn't changed #4 season greenlight #2 season renewal #maces and talons #hiccup showing remorse #grimmel the grisly #drago bludvist #alvin the treacherous #4 seasons to 6 #viggo grimborn greatest villain #httyd franchise

[vvanessaives]

the thing for me about joshua and ulysses is that while in their narratives they are both trying to inflict a type of harm they know well (in ulysses case it's a repetition of what he went through but now inflicted on others, in joshua's one it's just him repeating the same schemes he adopted for his whole life since joining and creating the legion with caesar), for ulysses it's supposed to be a cathartic experience-- meeting the courier that crushed his last hope etc etc, for joshua his whole "new self" it's just a pretense.

i firmly believe ulysses doesn't really want a second the divide incident. it's about his message. the one he wants the courier to understand, he wants them to see, he nearly wants the courier to dissuade him from launching those bombs, he wants the courier to give him hope that yes, the mojave, new vegas, can be a home, can be what the divide could've been ("you said i breathed life in the divide, i can do that again with new vegas"). joshua, on the other hand, preaches from the first moment you meet him about his mission, his change after what happened with caesar but where's this change? he's still adopting the assimilation or destruction ways of the legion. he hates the white legs, considers them animals and calls them beasts, and is ready to completely erase them from zion. the dead horses are a small caesar's legion for him. the only reason why he stops from killing their leader is bc the courier convinces him to (after 2 speech checks if i'm not wrong, one of 90) and he doesn't even show remorse for his actions. he talks about his rage and how it was consuming him. it's not about the white legs and the epuration he tried to do, it's all about himself. ulysses, on the other hand, is convinced to fight alongside you and backs down if you show him that you understood what he tried to teach you while walking through the divide, that you heard his holotapes, that you heard his message. when i say that i don't believe he would've caused a second the divide is that, i don't doubt he would've gone all the way in with his plan but i think he wishes, deep down, to find a reason to not do it. the final confrontation is crucial bc after the whole journey he makes you do, after he let's you see what you did even if unconsciously (asking you to give an 'answer' to the consequences of your actions, to show you that your actions are shaping the future but i'm not talking about that in here), he's hoping that you understood and that you can give him hope. and hope is a priceless currency for a man that has lost it completely. also smth ulysses tells you about joshua at the end is along the lines of "i could've killed him but his nature will kill him more than any blade of the legion", because joshua will never be able to forget (=change his ways) what he did with and for the legion and keeps on repeating, because they are an indissoluble part of him

#rena.txt #in my fnv brain rot era fr fr #this is basically like that one post. we shouldn't let our past define ourselves (ulysses. the courier even) vs. mormons are incapable of #feeling remorse (joshua) akfjakcks #i'm on this damn site since years and i never wrote a text post this long akcjskc i've been Thinking about my special interest (fnv) sorry

[tf2fansderogatory]

scout day

okay we know hes got rabbit theming with the domination voicelines but in my head i take it one step further

"mon lapin" (my rabbit) is a thing to call your son i think and so whenever i daydream i have one universe where scout just cries every time he hears anything rabbit related because he tried learning french and he found out what it means

in other words: hes a blorbo so i make him suffer

it turns out, to some degree, that Spy's eternal smugness is his downfall, something predicted by everyone ever. at the beginning his coworkers were greeted with usual wariness, caution, dodging questions and obscuring answers with well-placed bribes and cryptic threats and careful strategy; it only took him a few days to lower his guard just a tiny bit, and realize his coworkers were mostly obnoxious lunatics with very few coherent thoughts to any of their names, and once he knew who to be careful around he let his guard drop most of the rest of the way. it turns out, if you say something enough you begin to believe it on some deeper unconscious level, and you are an idiot isn't really an exception. It becomes a mantra. Eventually, he decides his teammates are incapable of even normal English and, therefore, absolutely would not know or be able to learn to speak French, so he lets himself be a little less careful. His constant little French phrases are sort of a compromise between secrecy and some other need he doesn't want to put a name to; in some way, it allows him to say anything he wants right to his disgusting coworker's faces without facing any repercussions whatsoever. To Spy it seems like a flawless solution.

But, well… maybe he lets it spiral a little too far. Scout gets the worst of it, and he knows it--everybody's already figured out he's probably insulting them to their faces and have accepted it as a normal fact of life, but Scout's watched him do it to other people and Spy does not do it to other people like he does it to him. It never fucking stops, for one, a constant train of syllables running in-between actual English sentences--and especially when Spy's scolding him, or complaining about his clothes or his voice or the gap in his teeth or the black eye that could've been very easily avoided if he didn't just go in swinging like a fucking idiot--or, the worst of it, when it's dark in the rec room and Scout's reading comics and Spy's in the other corner reading whatever he reads and everybody else is gone and you could cut the air with a knife, and Spy gets this weird little light in his eyes as he mutters and doesn't really hide the fact that he's watching Scout out of the corner of his eye. Drives him up the fucking wall. So he mail-orders one of those stupid little French-to-English books, starts keepin' a little journal of all the stupid shit he says, and asks Engie to help him out when he realizes he doesn't know how to spell French at all (and when the letters on the page are swimming too hard for him to keep his head straight).

Engie disappears for a few hours and when he gets back it's with a big fucking pile of books all about French, plus another big handful of notepads and recording devices. Scout says he doesn't care about it that much, but he does, and as Engie sees it if this is a way to get Spy to stop going through his goddamn things he'll take whatever path he can go. Over the next few days they collect information, spell the best they can, start organizing and translating bits and pieces of it; what they find is mostly insults, as expected, a few pleas for mercy, though Engie comes across a few lines spoken to him that he has to read back a few times to make sure Spy's actually calling him handsome.

Scout's asleep for most of it, to be completely frank. Letters were never his strong suit, but Engie's perfectly happy to truck along on his own. One night, one of the longer ones where he's mostly just there for moral support, Engie nudges him awake; he looks worried, almost, and Scout rubs his eyes as he shoves a torn-out page of a notebook into his face.

It says, highlighted among dozens of nondescript sentences, in Engie's barely legible chicken-scratch: My rabbit, you make my life so difficult. I wish you took more care of yourself. You don't deserve to live like this.

He sees it smeared all over the rest of the page, in the French Engie's still working through--mon lapin, mon lapin. My rabbit. And Engie gets another grave look, and points to a sentence near the bottom, in a considerably neater font.

He says: "This one's 'my rabbit, you look just like your mother'."

Medic runs a DNA test, for a good portion of both Engie and Scout's paychecks. Scout sees a little rabbit plushie in the window of a stupid little chachki store as they make their rounds around Teufort and Demo, who's a little too tipsy to be driving, is surprised when Scout starts sobbing, curled up on the shitty vomit-dusted leather.

Spy gets a visit, after most of everybody else has gone to bed. The broken nose he has when he shamefully stalks into the kitchen for breakfast and promptly leaves doesn't really surprise anyone, and neither does Scout's sullen silence for most of the morning into the afternoon. Spy stops going through Engie's things. French, formerly ever-present, vanishes from his general speaking patterns. There would be a celebration among the team, were it more appropriate. Everyone mostly just watches Scout stare at the rabbits running around outside, scowling, and feels bad for him.

#answered by bungus #scout #spy #engineer #tf2 #anon #i would be sorry this is super fucking long if i felt remotely any remorse #might be posting this to my ao3 by the way. so look outu for a shameless self-promotion at some point

[lovethistoomuch]

just finished the third book in the Aubreyad and I am so incredibly happy that Jack is finally going to get married! nothing bad's gonna happen on his way back home, right? right?

also, curse Diana! I like her a lot but how could she do this to Stephen? when are they finally going to get married???

it took me a bit to get through this book due to personal reasons but as soon as I continued reading I couldn't stop!

of course two of the highlights include the fact that Stephen does not get injured once but twice during the course of the story and the focus is never really on what happened to him (it is never directly explained how he was tortured) but exclusively on how much of a bitch he is being during his recovery. it is a true testament to how much the crew and Jack love him that they put up with it <3

(the operation scene is incredible and so much more dramatic than in the movie if that is even possible. it also had a slightly different vibe, being a 20 minute affair)

Stephen is responsible for so much death in this book and I cannot help myself but feel sorry for him, especially when it's the result of him being a giant idiot. (who gives pure silver bracelets to a girl living on the street? what did you think was gonna happen???)

the whole sloth situation is hilarious but as a biologist I cannot stop myself from feeling a little sorry for all these animals being removed from their natural habitats.

the battles in this were absolutely incredible! not that they hadn't been before but this time the stakes were so high when they were defending the indian ships and it was really nice to see what a great strategist Jack truly is.

everyone on board just grows on you so much! and I cannot wait for the next adventure! also, if I had a nickel for every time Jack and Stephen look at each other fondly, I'd be rich by now. just the way their friendship is described is so lovely and gentle and it really, really warms my heart.

every time Pullings shows up, I smile. hopefully, he'll get the first mate position soon. he absolutely deserves it.

and while it was funny for a while how Jack has bad luck with money, I am glad that he can finally stop worrying in that departement.

great to finally be on the surprise! Jack loves her so very much and I cannot help but feel the same <3

#aubreyad #aubrey maturin series #hms surprise #this again got way longer than I intended #and there is still so much i didn't talk about #one of my favourite scenes was stephen absolutely trash talking jack in front of him #and jack just going yeah you're probably right I do eat a lot and am not very pretty #i mean i am not for demeaning a friend #the thing that makes this work is that we know jack definitely has no issue with self worth #and that stephen loves him a lot #it's just so funny to me that stephen absolutely has no filter when it comes to things like this #and jack is so good natured that he isn't even offended #or maybe it's just that their friendhip is so strong that he knows stephen is saying this with good intentions #I also love how stephen goes from: i will absolutely murder them #to: no worries #as soon as the crewmen show remorse after eating stephen's rats #he continues to be my favourite #in case it wasn't obvious #long post

[draconicsplendor]

TOH Theory: Grimwalkers and the Day of Unity

Okay, we all know that Dana has been foreshadowing Grimwalkers for a long time now.

In the very first Easter egg about them, we saw a list of ingredients to make them, and given what else has happened this season, I think it’s extremely likely that there will be more Grimwalkers on The Day of Unity, or at the very least, Belos has been planning for Hunter to betray him for a very, very long time.

Here’s what you need to make them:

A galdorstone

Selkidomus scales

Stonesleeper lungs

Palistrom wood

And a Bone of Ortet

The Head Witch of the Illusionist Coven, Adrian Graye, mentioned in Labyrinth Runners that a galdorstone would make “an excellent gift for the Emperor”, and that he (Adrian) had been trying to find The Looking Glass Graveyard.

Belos himself sent Hunter to slay a Selkidomus.

Phillip Wittebane/Belos has been seen interacting with a Stonesleeper, and he needs Palistrom wood to keep his curse at bay.

Palistrom wood, as we know, is a wood that can be carved and enchanted for witches to make Palismen. Essentially, the familiars of this world.

So, something about Palistrom wood has to have a life-giving quality, otherwise witches would be able to make Palismen out of anything. And galdorstones, as we know, amplify any magic.

The other materials are exceedingly rare, and since we’ve seen Hunter getting his cronies to slay a Selkidomus, we know the Emperor wants these things.

So, I think Belos wants to make more Grimwalkers.

Now, this could just be to replace Hunter, but let’s think about this logically. Belos told Hunter in Hollow Mind that he thought Hunter would last longer than the other Grimwalkers, meaning Belos must’ve thought he had time before he had to make another one.

So, sending Hunter to gather the same materials that made him doesn’t seem reasonable, unless Belos just wants to be extra prepared.

Now, he does expect every Golden Guard to betray him at some point, because every Golden Guard has.

So how fucking twisted is that, making his “nephew” unknowingly collect the materials that his replacement will be made from, right after Belos kills him.

But he was expecting Hunter to last longer, so I think he’s also planning something bigger. Something like a Grimwalker army.

Thoughts?

#long post #long post (remorseful) #toh #the owl house #toh theory #toh theories #grimwalker #grimwalkers toh #the day of unity #day of unity toh #hunter toh #hunter wittebane #emperor belos #emperor belos toh #lord belos #lord belos toh #belos #belos toh #phillip wittebane toh #phillip wittebane

[squidsploitation]

but nunki, what IS the only scene in ‘94 movie for you? the one with the neutral pov

#iwtv #this + subsequent belladonnic shenanigans #listen. this is such a nice iteration of ‘my mother doesn’t apologise she just brings fruit in my room’ except with no fruit. #the way he can’t help saying hurtful shit and regretting it instantly and still not being able to bring himself to admit a single bit - #— or remorse. but he grasps her hand and he doesn’t let go and he doesn’t let go until she does. and this is communication #or at least what passes for communication in this dog darned household #***txt #long post // #also the added shade of ‘i know i came here to murderize your ass but. it does mean i don’t care what you think of me..’

[thatone-highlighter]

thinking about how nice so many of the sentiments in ID songs are

#mostly thinking about Mercury act 2 #but there are so many good songs with nice little sentiments #its just so #mmmmmmmm #i would apologiee for whatever the fuck is going on this morning but that would require me to feel any level of remorse #imagine dragons #Tree Man Posts #thinking about #waves #take it easy #symphony #fucking #no time for toxic people #its ok #im blanking on ones that arent mercury rn #and thats just the ones that just the main isea is a nice sentiment #theres also so many that are just like. deeply emotional and cathartic #alright besties ill shit up for a bit #well see how long that lasts #love u <3 #besties i forgot about love #love is SO good #real life too

[waytray]

okay i’m going to write about something i’ve been experiencing

i think i might have developed an auditory hallucination. whenever i’m in the bathroom, which is where there is heavy white noise from the fan, and whenever i listen to some songs, not all songs, but during some songs in particular for which there are many, i hear what sounds like my phone ringing in the other room. when i focus on it, i can tell it’s not my phone ringing, but for example when i have my earbuds in and my hearing is impaired it trips me up and i think my phone is ringing. i think it’s a mix of a few things. i worked at a call center for nearly a year, a job that i had to quit for my mental health. i’m concerned i got some trauma from that. even before working that job, i’ve always had phonecall anxiety. another thing is i’ve had trouble sleeping lately, and have been stressed, so it could be brought on by that too. as well, there have been a lot of phone-related things going on in my life lately. applying for jobs which open up the doors for unexpected phone calls, reaching out to social services for my income troubles, and i’ve been expecting a phone call from my landlord, which, at this point, i’m not even sure i’m going to get since it’s been so long. it gives me anxiety. i know i’ve always needed (and have always been afraid to get) therapy, and now there’s one more thing to add to the mix of undiagnosed problems i suspect i have. 

#yech #kitten speaks #long post (remorseful) #long post

[fragileheartbeats]

໒꒱ ⌒    ｡   𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 ★ · ⟆ ﹏ ！

⠀ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏   ﹙🪽﹚ 天国のキス ୨ৎ   .   .   .

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀꒰͡ ⠀ ִ 𝐽 𝐽 𝐾 𝑀 𝑒 𝑛 𝑥 𝐹 𝑒 𝑚 𝑅 𝑒 𝑎 𝑑 𝑒 𝑟 ⠀ׂ ⠀ ͡꒱

ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ♡ㅤ𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 kiss you for the first timeㅤ۫ㅤ𝅄ㅤೀ

— 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶, 𝘔𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪, 𝘠𝘶𝘫𝘪, 𝘚𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘯𝘢, 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘚𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶, 𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪, 𝘊𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘠𝘶𝘵𝘢, 𝘛𝘰𝘨𝘦 <3

˚꒰🌼꒱‧ Hi there! Before you read this, you should know that English is not my first language and this is one of my works that I had posted in my previous blog. Hope you enjoy!

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 | 五条 悟 ─ 𓇼 . ♡𝆬

Satoru, kissed his lover with an intensity of passion. His kisses descended like thunder, shaking the core of her soul. His hands roamed her body like a river in heat, caressing her curves with an electric fervor. When their lips eventually parted, her body was trembling with the ravishing sensations.  He spoke in a whisper, 'My sweetest love, I will never let you go.' And with that, he kissed her again, giving her a divine taste of his divine love.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 | 伏黒 恵 ─ 𔒌 . ♡𝆬

He shyly stepped toward her, Adoring her from head to toe, Taking a deep breath in, To make him ready, by and by. He took her face in both his hands, Gently caressing her skin, His heart beating faster, As the moment was wearing thin. And then he kissed her with love, Slowly and tenderly, His affection overflowing. They swayed with joy and embraced, Inhaling the warmth of the night, A love, stronger than ever before, A love that was so marvellously right. The sun rose in the sky, And the two lovebirds stayed together, The kiss of their lover, Opened them like a beautiful feather.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐘𝐔𝐉𝐈 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈 | 虎杖 悠仁 ─ 𓐐𓎩 . ♡𝆬

Falling in love was a sweet symphony, It filled his heart with a melody. He brought her close and held her tight, Her face glowing in light of delight. He brought his lips to hers with immense care, Intoxicated by her beauty beyond compare. As they kissed, his heart was lost in the bliss, Swept away by her touch, pure and tenderly kissed. Their souls and hearts seamlessly intertwined, The world around them seemed to pause in time. Peacefully and gently, their embrace untold, It nourished their love, mutual and bold. An enchanting night and love so true, It was all for them a magical view. He kissed her again and promised forever, As love bound the two together.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐔𝐍𝐀 | 宿儺 ─ 𓇢𓆸 . ♡𝆬

The malicious curse layed his lips upon his beloved, A kiss full of desperation and hopelessness, Sullying the one thing he truly adored, With no remorse for the futility of their love. his kiss was fraught with regret, The tenderness of his breath ripped away by a hunger for control, It was a passion fueled by bitterness and tainted by selfishness, The kiss of an almighty conqueror determined to have it all.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐈 | 七海 建人 ─ ☘︎ . ♡𝆬

He saw his lover standing before him, the light misting around her like a halo. He moved closer, her scent so sweet and pure, entwined in her mesmerising allure. He reached out his hand, so warm and gentle, her heart began beating in anticipation. brushed her cheek with the softest of kisses, and their love swirled in the air, like a bliss. His mouth then caressed her quivering lips, emotions fluttering between them in it's bliss. savoured her tenderness and sweet taste, their longing love became one in this embrace. He slowly moved back and looked into her eyes, their love spelled out in the gentle moon lights. He held his lover a little tighter, as they shared a kiss that was ever so lighter.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎 | 夏油 傑 ─ 𓆉 . ♡𝆬

His fingers slowly trailing over her soft cheek, He gently brings her closer and places his warm lips upon hers, Kissing her with all the love and adoration he had for her blossoming within him. The kiss deepened, his heart beating in excitement, His breath warm and tender as he enveloped her into his embrace, Their foreheads meeting, the sound of their beating hearts melding into one, Their lips interlocked, the feeling of this moment imprinted in his mind, In that moment of stillness, their connection was undeniable, Their bodies dancing, in perfect harmony, solidifying their infinite love. The moments fading and slowly coming to a close, His heart so full, he knew he'd had found the one who touched his soul, As he looked into her eyes, he realized that that one kiss spoke a million words.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎 | 伏黒甚爾 ─ 𓆤 . ♡𝆬

He leaned in close and as he did so, His heart melted into a quiet flow. She smiled softly, expecting his kiss, A moment of passion and tender bliss. The moment their lips met was divine, Bodies pressed tight to intertwine, A gentle caress of utmost bliss, This kiss had an unspoken promise of bliss. The clouds parted for the sun, In the peaceful sky above. A magnificent sight of beauty, Their love so tender, it was hard to describe. The kiss they shared resonated, A deep emotion uninterrupted, The connection was undeniable, Toji and his lover in a sweet ride of bliss.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎 | 脹相 ─ 𖤣𖥧 . ♡𝆬

He longed to taste her lips, As he pulled her close. The rush of adrenaline and love, As his body had froze. He tenderly pressed his lips, To hers, so sweet and so pure. Their lips moved in sync, In a passionate allure. Time seemed to pass by, Their connection was unique and true. He'd never felt so alive and in love, The feelings beneath and above his skin grew. He had found his bliss, In this beautiful embrace. Their love would last for an eternity, A never ending love he had found in this place.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐘𝐔𝐓𝐀 𝐎𝐊𝐊𝐎𝐓𝐒𝐔 | 乙骨 憂太 ─ ✉ . ♡𝆬

Yuta looked into her eyes, A kiss upon her lips, A passionate embrace,The sparks between them the eternal bliss. As their lips met in a magical embrace, Electricity sizzling through both their veins, Their hearts raced in sync, As their souls intertwined in timeless bliss. Yuta could never be separated from his love, For even after the kiss, Their souls were intertwined, In a divine state of purest bliss.

ㅤㅤ ꣸ ﹒𝆋 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈 | 狗巻 棘 ─ ♬ . ♡𝆬

He slowly planted a loving kiss on her rosy lips, The moment felt like eternity as his heart gave a flip. Lost in her glittering eyes, entrancing and alluring, Sparkling like the stars, like a beautiful painting. The warmth of his touch swept her away to heaven, The love between them not even time can sever. As their lips intertwined, in sweet ecstasy they'd drown, It felt like a beautiful dream, never to be taken down.

MASTERLIST

@fragileheartbeats . Don't plagiarise, repost, or translate any of my works on here or any other websites.

#ㅤㅤ𓈒ㅤׂㅤ 𓇼 ࣪ 𝒟 eαr dıαrч 𓈒ㅤׂㅤ⭒⠀ #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #nanami x reader #geto x reader #getou suguru x reader #megumi x reader #sukuna x reader #toji fushigro x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen x female reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #yuji x reader #yuta x reader #nanami fluff #toji x reader #choso x reader #inumaki x reader #toge x reader #gojo fluff #gojou satoru x reader #megumi fluff #yuji fluff #sukuna fluff #geto fluff #toji fluff #choso fluff #yuta okkotsu

[filthyjanuary]

so where are you falling on the dream thing

so like this has been in my inbox for a couple days and i didn't answer it because like... i wanted to sit with my own feelings for a bit and calm down and like overall i'm still where i was when i first heard ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. i've always believed there is certain conduct between fans and the people they idolize that is just.... not acceptable lol. i've held this belief before i got into mcyt, i'll hold it long after i move on from this place.

a romantic/sexual relationship with a "stan" can never be mutually reciprocal. like you can date someone if you run into them at the bar and they happen to be a fan but if SOMEONE APPROACHES YOU AS A FAN and you extend that to something more than that.... it's not good lol. i don't think that's ethical. it's worse when they're a teenager obviously, but like even if she wasn't i'd still think it's not...great. if EVERYTHING amanda said is true, coercive nudes were definitely exchanged which is foul. if even the stuff her and dream both seem to agree on is true, he still gave out his private snapchat to someone who openly admired him and had a diminished ability to consent. i have no idea what on EARTH would possess anyone with a crumb of "fame" to do that. like... i was 18 for most of my last year of high school. if one of my teacher's gave me their phone number to text, that would be a hugely weird thing to do even if nothing untoward happened. let alone if they led me to a platform with disappearing messages. not because the law says no. but because there's a power dynamic at play that cannot be ignored.

i've seen people with different takes on this but like when you become "famous" you lose certain privileges that ordinary nobodies have in exchange for the immense privileges you gain. it's the same reason i've hated when dream or any other person like responds to "hate" directly. you can vaguepost or whatever. you can defend yourself. but if you have 5 million followers and you're replying directly to some random with 10 followers without any care that they WILL be targeted because that's how stan culture works, i'm going to think less of you. similarly, when you're famous, your dating pool gets smaller, you cannot imo morally just get with ANYONE who wants you because again....power dynamic.

i have not and will continue to view this dream thing through the lens of whether or not something illegal happened. i don't care. we're probably never going to know. everyone muttering about court case results is wasting their breath, i truly can't imagine this actually happening. it feels like a threat to me but what do i know. but i know personally, i am skeeved out by a famous person leading his fans to a platform where there's no record of what kinds of conversations happen. i'd be skeeved if i heard about someone i have no connection to doing the same.

i know he's inescapable in this space and too big to fail, and it's possible he's just an idiot and not actively going out of his way to be harmful, but he also hasn't shown a whole lot of growth. that statement was disgusting. and manipulative. i stand by that. i still stand by the way the techno stream was handled was also foul regardless of how much the timing depended on techno's family. so like... i'm not dipping out of mcyt entirely. i'm still too fond of wilbur and associates to do so, but like i'm gonna be real, any time i see a dream tweet or even like the rest of dteam i just kind of :/. even if the most palatable version of this situation is the real one, i'm not going to look at them the same. i can't say i won't ever watch something with them in it again, but like i'm not going out of my way to support them.

#asks #anonymous #mcyt #ask to tag #anyway gonna go back to listening to chromatica and working on this essay #it's about techno <3 #like im so serious if he'd been genuinely remorseful maybe i wouldve reconsidered but like that statement was so garbage bad #anyway can we all say amen that dteam merch has always been ugly #bc i'd be so livid if i had merch rn that i wouldnt be able to wear #long post #why is this an essay dear lord sima SHUT UP

[yuwuta]

JUST KEEP LOVING ME THE WAY I LOVE YOU LOVING ME — SATORU GOJO

pairings. satoru gojo/reader

content, warnings. non-curse au, doctor au (reader), ceo au (satoru), no real content warnings, fluff, satoru is nothing but a romantic at heart

word count. 3k

notes. this exists in the post-completion au of a larger universe/incomplete fic of mine, that i will hopefully finish someday lololol but this is way easier to write than that so here you go 🥳

“There are four chairs worth a collective seventy-five hundred dollars in this office, so, pray, tell, why is your ass on my desk?” 

Satoru grins at your words, too distracted by taking in the sight of you to take into consideration the underlying threat. It’s been far too long, almost three whole days since he’s last seen you and, god, you look good. He knows if he said that you’d roll your eyes and insist that there’s nothing good-looking about your worn-in business attire and lab coat that was in desperate need of laundering, but it wouldn’t change his opinion: you always look good, and Satoru really fucking missed you. 

Which is why he doesn’t say the words, but makes sure to throw a deceivingly charming wink your way so that you get the message anyway. As expected, you still roll your eyes, but he doesn’t mind; you look good doing that, too.

“Seriously, Satoru, what are you doing here?” you question, closing the door behind you when you fully step into the room. You make pace towards your desk, attempting to get to the other side, but this is exactly why Satoru chose to lean against it instead of sitting on any one of your very expensive and comfortable chairs—because this way, he’s in the perfect position to intercept your path and pull you to fit neatly between his legs before you can even think about reaching your office chair and ignoring him. 

He pulls you by the loop of your lab coat, but his hands quickly find their way to your shoulders, unpeeling the white layer just enough so that your blouse is exposed to him, and he can slowly rub his palms against your arms and shoulders with just enough pressure to hopefully release some tension. You won’t let go of all of it, but that’s alright, because Satoru’s got other methods for taking care of you.

“Hi,” he calls, smiling gently down at you, “I missed you.” 

This close, Satoru can see the exhaustion clearly in your eyes. There’s more, too: frustration, guilt, worry—and it takes everything in him not to coo and pull you into his chest and do his best to shield you from the world forever. 

There’s a beat before you speak, a small sigh, that’s quickly painted over with a tired smile and a remorseful, “I missed you, too. I’m sorry for being so short, the interim chief has been getting on my last nerves, and—”

“You don’t have to apologize,” Satoru cuts in, leaning forward to press a reassuring kiss to your forehead. He likes that he can feel you relax under his touch. “I know you’re busy. I just missed you.” 

It’s not easy to share you with anything or anyone, but Satoru knows that even on the hardest days, you love your job, and that so many people need your brilliant mind. What he does mind is when people make your job harder than it needs to be, and he’s been getting an earful about this new interim chief from just about everybody—you, Kento, Yuuji, Ieiri, even some of your favorite scrub nurses have indulged him in the gossip about the newest common enemy—and he doesn’t appreciate that someone is putting extra stress on his baby. So, even if it is a makeshift massage in your office and distracting you from your paperwork, Satoru will do what he can to help you relieve tension. 

You reach your arms to wrap them around his shoulders, taking a half step closer to him, peering up at him. Satoru loves when your arms are around his neck like this; he can’t quite pinpoint why—maybe it’s the way you have to crane your neck to look up at him, the way you’re perfectly nestled under his view, the feeling of being wrapped in you. He does his best to close the loop of your intimacy, resting his hands on the small of your back and pulling you impossibly closer and pressing a kiss to your forehead. He likes that he can feel you relax into his touch.

“You’re sweet,” you smile, rubbing your thumb against the shorter hairs at the back of his head. Satoru feels himself melt into you, too. It’s been too long since you’ve been this close, three whole days too long. “Thank you.”

“Nothing to thank me for, baby,” he smiles, stealing a gentle kiss. Satoru loves this the most, loves the feeling of your lips on his—and it’s definitely been too long since he’s kissed you, so he makes sure to do it again, and once more after that for good measure. 

But it’s not enough. He’ll have to take you home, sit you on the couch so he can kiss you all night and make up for the lack of kisses and touches and youness he’s been deprived of these past few days. But first, he’ll have to pull you away from your work, and that’s not easy work. 

“Come home,” he muses, leaning his forehead against yours, “We can order in, and share your favorite bottle of wine, and watch a movie.” 

You lean up to kiss him briefly. “Every time we share a bottle of wine, we end up making out and not watching anything.” 

“Do we?” Satoru feigns innocence, “I never noticed. Doesn’t sound like a bad idea, though.”

“Satoru,” you whisper, quiet but firm, with a smile that lets him know you want to, but you can’t. It’s a tone that Satoru knows all too well, and isn’t particularly fond of. “I have charts to finish.” 

“Finish them tomorrow,” he steals another kiss, “Or pawn them off on Kento,” another kiss, “Or Yuuji. Residents always need more experience—isn’t that what you and Ieiri always say?” 

You let him kiss you again, and again, and again. Each time a little longer, a little warmer, a little less innocent than the last, growing from a little, to a lot, to all-consuming. Satoru hums when he feels your nails raking through his hair; an unfortunate move, as the sound pulls you back to reality and away from him in a decrescendo of kisses. 

“You’re really good at that,” you laugh, voice soft. 

“At kissing?” Satoru dips his head down to taste your laughter against his lips, “Thanks, I’ve had a lot of practice with a very pretty girl.” 

“No,” and you’re laughing again, louder this time, and Satoru counts every little giggle as a victory, “You’re good at... seducing me without saying you’re seducing me.”

“Oh, that?” he grins, tucking his pointer and index finger under your chin to meet you in a knowing kiss, “Yeah, that’s a talent of mine, too.”

You let him steal one more, and Satoru doesn’t take it for granted. “Come home,” he whispers against your lips before slotting them in yet another kiss, “I miss you.” 

And he can feel it when you finally break, sighing into the kiss, and melting into his touch completely. One more, he just needs one more kiss to seal the deal, and then—“Fine,” you concede, “But I get to choose where to get dinner from.” 

“Of course, sweets, whatever you want,” Satoru grins, pulling back to kiss your forehead again, “Now—shall we? If we order in the car, we can probably pick it up on our way home.”

He’s in the home stretch now, but he’s not completely free: if you catch a glimpse of your work, or someone comes in to find you, or your godforsaken pager beeps then all of his plans could come crumbling down before him. The key to transitioning from the “you’ve agreed to come home with him early stage”—if you can count 9:45pm, coming off of a 17-hour work day as early—to the “we are actually leaving this hospital and nobody can stop us phase” is swiftness. This time period is critical, and Satoru is ready for the sprint. 

He shimmies your lab coat all the way off of your body for you, checking for the weight of your pager in your right pocket, before hanging it on the back of your chair. He shoos you to grab your coat, and makes sure you don’t get within three feet of this side of your desk—taking your purse out of your locked drawer and closing an open file folder in the time it takes you to slip out of your heels and into your sneakers, and by the time you’re turning back around, Satoru is already there next to you, with your purse in one hand, and his other hovering on the light switch. 

He makes sure you’re out the door first, and flickers off the light with a satisfied grin. His baby was coming home early with him, and there is nothing else he’d rather do than spend time pampering you. 

You must truly be more tired than you know, because you make no protest when he slings an arm over your shoulder on your way out of the elevator. Usually, you chastise him for any PDA within hospital walls, but tonight you let it be, even leaning some of your body weight against his as you walk. Satoru’s not complaining at all, maybe he’ll try his luck and sneak a kiss on your cheek. 

He decides to go for it, leaning over for a kiss, when you suddenly pull away, turning and patting against your side. Confused, and disappointed, Satoru pouts, “We’ve really got to work on this fear of affection you’ve got going on, sweets. It’s the leading cause of makesatorupout-itis.” 

“We’ve been over this—you can’t just add “itis” to the end of your words to make them diagnostic,” you giggle, “I was looking for my keys.”

Satoru’s frown deepens. “You have the fancy reserved doctor parking space, they can’t tow you. So, we can take my car home.” 

“No, we cannot, because I do not trust you to wake up and drive me back tomorrow morning.” 

“Then I’ll get you a cab in the morning, or—even better, I’ll call Ichiji to pick you up.” 

“Ichiji is still in Paris,” you remind him. Satoru purses his lips. He did ask Ichiji to stay with Megumi. Damn it.

“I have other cars, you can drive one of them in the morning.” 

“And park it where?” 

“In your fancy reserved doctor parking—oh, okay I see the flaw there,” Satoru pulls back. You find amusement in his disappointment, but he doesn’t think there’s anything funny here. 

He shakes his head. He should have taken a cab from his office, but this is okay, a minor setback, nothing he can’t think around. “New plan: we take your car, and I’ll come by to get mine tomorrow. Easy peasy.” 

“Yours will be towed by then.” 

“That’s fine,” Satoru shrugs, “I can afford a tow fee.” 

“Satoru,” you call, reaching your free hand up to place your palm against his cheek, “We both drive home. It’ll be thirty minutes, tops. Forty if there’s traffic, but if you stop pouting and we leave now, we should be fine.” 

Satoru sighs. He knows that’s the most reasonable plan of action, but the simple truth is that he doesn’t want to be away from you right now, even to go the short distance home. He’s already spent the last few days without you, and even though this is calling it in early for you, he only gets maybe four hours awake with you before you’re off again. Thinking about that makes him miss you again already. Pathetic, maybe, but he doesn’t care.

“Oh, Dr. (_____), hey!” Yuuji’s voice is an easily distinguishable interruption to your petty argument, and Satoru’s sulking, “Perfect timing—I’m glad I caught you before you left. Is it okay if I ask you to sign something before you go?” 

You easily warm up to the younger boy and agree, fondly making conversation with Yuuji as he scrolls through some documents on his tablet. And just as you’ve finished scribbling your signature along the screen, Satoru has a bright idea. 

“Hey, Yuuji, you can drive right?” Satoru questions rhetorically, already reaching for his wallet and car keys, “Great! Here’s two grand, it’s all yours if you drive this car home tonight.” Satoru smiles widely, shoving his keys and some cash into the pocket of Yuuji’s white coat. 

“What—really? Awesome! But, why—” 

Satoru dismisses his disbelief with a wave of his hand. He steps a bit closer to Yuuji, just enough to lean into his ear and tuck a couple more bills into his pocket, “And between you and me, that’s an extra three grand if you finish up a couple of charts for my lady so she can sleep in tomorrow. Not a bad deal, right?” 

“Sure, no problem!” Yuuji salutes, “I’d do anything for Dr. Almost-Gojo. Plus, if I’m busy working for her, then I don’t have to babysit cells in a dish for Dr. Gakuganji.” 

“Atta boy,” Satoru ruffles his hair, “Catch you later, Yuuji, I’ve got a hot date to get to. And tell Nanamin I say hello!” 

You elbow Satoru shallowly, a silent warning to keep his voice down, and a verbal chastising of, “It’s Dr. Itadori and Dr. Nanamin to you.”

“More like Dr. Nanameanie,” Satoru laments, resuming the position of his arm around your shoulder, “I’ve left him six calls this week! He’s so cruel—he knows I have to leave next week and he’s depriving me of one on one time. I think I’m gonna have to sneak into his office at lunch tomorrow and confront him.”

Despite his crass words and dramatics, you laugh, and so, Satoru smiles. He finally gets that cheek kiss right as you two reach your car, bending down to plant one for you at the same time he steals your keys from your hand and banishes you to the passenger seat. He’s not much of a driver himself, despite his excess amount of cars, but you’re his baby and you deserve to be driven around no matter the case, but especially when you’ve spent all day taking care of other people. 

Plus, on days like this, if he’s real careful and smooth, you fall asleep in the car and he gets to carry you inside. He makes that his goal for the next thirty minutes, and he succeeds in twenty, confirmed by your soft snores just as he pulls into the curbside pick-up spot of your favorite restaurant. He retrieves the take-out as quietly as possible, before making the rest of the journey home, taking the time to glance over at you during red lights. 

Satoru loves the way you look when you’re asleep, loves to see you well-rested, but something even more dear to him than that is a fact that Nanami let slip in the aftermath of a dinner party he’d hosted about a year after you two had started dating: “She never sleeps outside of her bed, for as long as I’ve known her,” he muses, nodding to your sleeping figure on Satoru’s couch, “Not even in the on-call rooms during our 72 hour shifts. She must... she must really trust you, Satoru.” 

(He also recalls the awfully strong grip on his shoulder and subsequent shovel talk Kento gave him a moment later. Not that Satoru ever had anything but pure intentions with you, but the threat of breaking Kento’s best friend’s heart was more than enough to keep his commitments in check).

Satoru peers at you fondly in his arms, held bridal style with the takeout in the grip of a pinky finger, glancing up only to nod and thank his doorman for pushing the penthouse button for him. Satoru prides himself on many things, but the one thing he always holds in his highest regards is you: call him cocky, but he thinks he’s quite good at caring for you, that there’s nobody else fit to look after you the way that he can; and knowing that you feel safe in his arms is the highest honor he could achieve in this life.

He sets you carefully on the couch once he steps inside the apartment, and places the food on the coffee table. He debates whether or not he should wake you up now; he hates to, but he knows you need to eat, and, selfishly, he wants to cash in on those few hours he has with you to hear your voice. 

He’ll dish out the food first, and then wake you up to eat, he decides. He leans down to kiss the crown of your head, eyes flicking to your face, and pausing at your neck, where your engagement ring rests crookedly against your skin. You must have had an emergency surgery today, he thinks; your schedule for today was originally just to round on post-op patients and attend some meetings, but you knot the ring into your chain when you have to scrub into the operating room. 

Carefully, Satoru reaches to undo it from the chain, and slips it back onto your ring finger. It looks pretty against your skin when it’s around your neck, but personally, he thinks it looks best this way, the sparkle of the aquamarine against the halo of diamonds fits perfectly across the width of your finger, just the way he had it made to be.

Satoru bends down even further to kiss the back of your hand, before laying it to rest on your stomach. He might need to bribe Yuuji to take care of some more work for you, you two really should get a move on that wedding planning, and you’re going to need at least a week off to fly and visit his grandma’s pastry shop in Osaka for cake tasting.

He smiles at the thought. He doesn’t feel so bad about waking you up now—wedding talk seems like the perfect way to end the evening if you ask him; there would be no sweeter sound than hearing how you imagine the start of the rest of your lives to be. 

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen smut #gojo x reader #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines #gojo smut #satoru gojo smut #gojo satoru x reader #satoru x reader #gojo fluff #gojo x you #jjk texts #satoru smut #satoru fluff #jjk smau #toji smut #toji x reader