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gojos-fr-bae · 8 months
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𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕯𝖔 𝕻𝖙. 2- 𝕸𝖆𝖐𝖊 𝖎𝖙 𝕾𝖙𝖔𝖕
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Pairing: CEO!Gojo x Fem!Lawyer!Reader
Warnings: Cursing, drinking, smoking, drug use, thoughts of su1c1de, panic attack, depressed Gojo
Word Count: 1.1k
H/C- home country
Minors DNI
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Gojo stirred from his sleep...again.
He's waking up...again.
Why couldn't he just be at peace for once.
Suddenly he felt so nauseous. And then cam the pain. The strong, unbearable, disgusting, white hot pain.
He ran to the toilet and gagged so hard, trying so hard to throw up the food he hadn't even eaten. When was the last time he ate? He couldn't even remember that at a good time let alone when he was throwing up so hard his vision was blurring. But then again, maybe those were his tears as sobs racked his body.
Make it stop make it stop MAKE IT STOOP!
Why wouldn't it all just stop. Maybe it was the two bottles of gin he took before bed...or the five sleeping pills...or the kilo of cocaine. All he knew was that he was sitting on his bathroom floor wishing he took all the pills, maybe then they would've stopped his heart.
*Knocks*
"Satoru you're going to be late" Said Nanami, annoyed on the other side of the door.
Gojo slapped his hand over his mouth to muffle his cries.
"Satoru?" Nanami tried again, voice sounding slightly more worried this time.
The lack of a response caused him to open the door, his stoic expression softening ever so slightly as he looked down at his best friend.
"Again?"
Satoru looked up at him before letting his shoulders shake, tears cascading down his face as he nodded his head.
"*sigh* Alright, let's get you cleaned up"
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"She's here" Nanami said to Gojo, now in his office.
"Really?" the latter perked up, rising from his seat.
"Yes but if I may ask, why are you so interested in her?"
"You know she shut down my flirting?"
"And this shocked you because?"
"When last do you remember me being reject by someone with a pussy?"
"You want to go there?" Nanami asked, smirking at Gojo who rolled his eyes.
"Just tell me where she is"
"Staff room, pretty sure she's getting breakfast, you should try it some time,"
"The staff room?"
"Breakfast,"
"Oh you're soo funny"
Satoru groaned before walking out of the office to go find you. Who knows, maybe he'll get lucky today.
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"Hey~" a deep voice whispered in your ear making you jump in shock and turn around ready to kill whoever was behind you. Unfortunately, that happened to be your new boss.
"Oh, Mr. Gojo, how may I help you?"
"Not much just um... getting coffee."
"Ah, let me make you some then, how many sugars?"
"Five,"
"FIVE? What the hell, it's like you don't even want teeth."
"I guess not."
You looked at him like he had three heads before making him the coffee but putting 4 sugars instead of 5.
"So, there's a company dinner tonight for all the new staff, would love to see you there."
"Of course sir, now if you'll excuse me I have to get working."
"Please, go ahead"
"Yes sir," You said before bowing and walking away from him as fast as possible, who knows, maybe you will trip on your heels, twist an ankle and have to miss the dinner.
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"Woah, and where are you going dressed like such a slut?" Toji asked, leaning on the frame of the bathroom door, looking you up and down while smirking.
For the dinner you chose to wear a light pink, knee length satin dress with a sweetheart neckline. You even straightened your hair and were finishing up on your makeup.
"Well if you MUST know, I'm going for a company dinner."
"Dresses like that? Might ass well just go naked and take birth control. I call dibs on Godfather."
"Yeah yeah, you're just cause ur going to be alone tonight."
"Says who? I'm going to be so busy I had to fill up on condoms."
"As if you'll use them." you snorted, walking past him to pick up your bag and leave.
"You look gorgeous by the way" He whispered, making you turn around and smile at him softly.
"Thank you"
"Uh huh, yeah now fuck off the strippers get here in ten, I don't need them seeing your weird ass, might think I'm cheating on them," He snorted, making you role your eyes and walk out of your shared apartment, wondering why you still put up with him.
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You walked into the reserved room with a few of your colleagues, making the meeting complete. And you did your best to ignore the fact that your boss saved you the seat right beside him.
"Great! Now that we're all here and situated, I would like to raise a toast to all of you and welcome you to Gojo industries, I look forward to working with all of you. Cheers"
And while everyone was toasting, you couldn't help but notice how Gojo's hand was shaking. You also looked at his face and noticed his pupils were dilated.
"Uhm, excuse me sir, are you okay?" you whispered once everyone had settled down and were immersed in their own conversations.
"Of course, why would you ask?
"Well, it's just that you're shaking, so I was slightly concerned."
"Ah, I didn't even notice, maybe I just need some fresh air, excuse me."
He rose from his seat and made his way out of the room, but you couldn't help but notice how his breathing had sped up slightly and his shoulders tensed. Kinda of weird but then again he seemed like a pretty odd guy so you chose not to question it.
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You were walking through the restaurant when you passed the back door and heard some heavy breathing. You slowly walked towards it and cracked the door open and shock cannot even begin to express the emotion you were experiencing at that moment.
There was your boss, squatting while leaning against the building wall. But what caused your surprise was his heavy breathing. He was shaking so violently that even though you technically hated his guts you couldn't help but worry.
"Sir? A-are you ok?"
Instead of a response, his breathing quickened. He was...having a panic attack? What the...huh?
"Uhm sir, please calm down." you said in the softest tone you could muster, putting your bag down and trying to pat his back.
"Make it stop, please" you hear him croak, his voice sounded so soft, so weak, so...broken. You'd had your fair share of panic attacks but through the lower half of them, you had Toji to be a shoulder to cry on so you know that being alone while suffering like this was hell. And because of this, you kneeled down and pulled him against you, wrapping your arms tightly around him and placing his head against your neck.
Once you did he began to sob so hard you were pretty sure it was tipping his throat raw. He grabbed your dress so hard he feared he would never be able to let go.
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musicmattersmedia · 1 month
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Get ready to delve into the latest episode of the Music Matters Media podcast! Join us as we explore Justin Timberlake's long-awaited return to the spotlight with his sixth studio album, 'Everything I Thought It Was'. We're unpacking all the highlights, from the guest appearances by Fireboy DML and Tobe Nwigwe to the highly anticipated *NSYNC reunion. With Timberlake and Timbaland at the helm of production, along with collaborations with Calvin Harris, among others, the album promises a sonic journey like no other. Tune in as we discuss this sonic voyage, where we reveal our least favorite and favorite tracks, and listen as we share our excitement for the *NSYNC reunion!
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asteroidgalore · 9 months
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The asteroid Valentine (447) is about your one TRUE love. The one love that is true and doesn’t fade or fumble.
St. Valentine is a spirit you can call for expedient assistance. This is from the Hoodoo pathogen. I learned this from a Stephany Rose Bird book.
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Cupido (263) is about temporary or fake love. On the surface love. Alternatively it’s about seduction and eroticism. In this instance, he is the Roman equivalent of the Greek God Eros (433).
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zmbiicrsh · 1 year
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preaching all i ask by adele to the stars
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artpopbyceleste · 1 year
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A song where the featured artist outshined the lead act:
Christina Aguilera in "Moves Like Jagger"
Rihanna in "Never See Your Face Again"
H.E.R. in "Convince Me Otherwise"
SZA in "What Lovers Do"
Gwen Stefani in "My Heart Is Open"
Julia Michaels in "Help Me Out"
Megan Thee Stallion in "Beautiful Mistakes"
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inkskinned · 5 months
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in internet posts it is easy to cut them out of your life. they are hurting you! they aren't listening to you!
they held your hair back. they lent you lipstick. they held your hand at the train station and got you home safe. they rounded on your bully, got loud, said get fucked, spitting-mad in your defense.
they also cut the hair off again. told you that you should really think twice before wearing something like that. took you for granted. took your insecurities and threw them in your face again.
you know logically it should be easy. all the internet advice comments always read it will feel better. like an equation - if a person is rotten, you just remove them. you pull the tooth that's hurting.
but it was never a big flare-up moment. you don't live in a sitcom. they never tried to take your boyfriend or steal from your apartment. they showed up to birthdays and they wrote songs about you and bring you water without you asking. once you found out they carry an emergency inhaler for you, even though you haven't had an asthma attack in years - just in case.
where is the line? people fuck up. sometimes they fuck up badly. sometimes people have raw personalities, like a powerline, and being around them is dangerous. addicting. sometimes they can't help themselves, but you know they're trying. sometimes they are just rough-around-the-edges. sometimes they don't even realize how they sounded when they said that. sometimes it's just - you've both loved each other for so long now, the way this thing hurts goes back to the root.
and that's the fucked up part. you have pushed your fingers against the sweetheart of memory. things these days are electric, tense, harrowing. they didn't used to be. there were a lot of good days in there. sometimes you want to just close your eyes and say can this be over yet? do we still need to be fighting?
doing that would give up any chance you get of getting an apology, but you don't always know that you need an apology, you love them. once they flaked on your birthday party. once they told you to get over it, people are always dying. they also let you crash on their couch for a week after the breakup, handfeeding you when you were so sad you couldn't eat. they are also judgmental about everything, occasionally react to banal statements with an attitude that is weird and fiery. they also love you like a lighthouse sometimes, so strong they cut the storm like lightning.
but the problem is that you might be storm. you might be the thing that needs breaking. what if you are two forces who are desperately, horribly drawn to each other, shaped by the other person's passions, and both good for each other and bad in equal measure.
what if you're both just people, and you're no saint neither.
just cut them off! swallowing the saltwater, you catch yourself in the mirror. you've been shaking more than usual. there's an ache in you that is oblique, loud, impossible to soothe. is this what it looks like? when life is "easier"?
your mouth will always have a hole, is the thing, if you remove the tooth.
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astro1derland · 9 months
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In today’s transits, the Moon at 29° Gemini forms a sextile to Venus at 27° Leo. Our soul identity and emotional needs align and blend perfectly with our need to feel close to others and share emotions in an intelligent, intellectual and affectionate way. Expect a very soulful blend of energy! Take a new route home from work today!
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lieu-rey · 1 month
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uhm uh. rdr jovier.
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gojos-fr-bae · 8 months
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𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝕯𝖔 𝕻𝖙. 1- 𝕳𝖔𝖜 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖚𝖘
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Pairing: CEO!Gojo x Fem!Lawyer!Reader
Warnings: Cursing, drinking, smoking, strippers, giving head, thoughts of su1c1de, mentions of sex
Word Count: 1k
H/C- home country
Minors DNI
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A law suit.
He scoffed at the thought that someone would dare try make an attack at him. He thought that it took a certain level of stupidity to try attack the CEO of the most powerful tech company in Korea.
That was a week ago, a week before had had to sit through the most brutal court hearings he had ever experienced. For once, someone had managed to leave his army of lawyers speechless.
A person was suing Gojo industries because their phone had exploded in their hand. This at first didn't phase him. But as he sat their being served a 20,000 dollar fine, he couldn't help but stare at the woman who had caused his amazement., as she walked out celebrating her victory with her client and associates.
How...curious.
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"Did you find her?" Gojo asked his assistant Nanami as he walked as he entered his office.
"Yes actually, now get off my back," He said in his monotone voice, slamming the file down on his desk
"Thanks Nanamiiin," He said, giving him his signature toothy grin, opening the file. "And you reached out?"
"Yes, her contract with Hanbada ends in two says and I've already scheduled an interview tomorrow at 11am."
"Alright that's all, you may leave."
"Now that that's settled, what the fuck are you thinking?" Nanami asked, speaking to Gojo not as his assistant but as his friend.
"What do you meeean, why do I have to have some hidden motive to hire such a brilliant person to my legal team?"
"Well first of all, that's the first time I've heard you use the word brilliant this entire year and we're in August, and second of all the last time you did this it was with that lady in marketing and got caught fucking her in the board room,"
"...details, details, wanna go to the club?" he asked, getting and picking his phone and car keys.
"Sure I guess," Nanami replied, sighing and taking off his tie, "But lay off the drugs for once will you, we have a meeting tomorrow morning and I don't need you to show up wrecked like last time."
"We both know I can't promise you that," He said turning around to face his friend and lighting a cigarette.
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"So, you excited for that interview you got comin' up?" you best friend to Toji asked, placing your wine on the coffee table while opening his bottle of beer on its edge and sitting next to you on the floor.
"Mmm, I don't know, it's for the company I went against in my last case."
"The asshole who kept staring at you in court?"
"The very same."
"Fuckin' shit" He groaned, taking u gulp of his beer "Need me to take you?'
"Nah it's ok, if he does anything weird I'll kick his junk and call you.
"That's my girl" Toji laughed before playing the movie and pulling you into his side. "If that doesn't work pull out you knife and aim for the jugular."
"Yes sir."
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"Satoru get your ass up so we can leave this shit hole." Nanami seethed at his best friend who was currently fucking some random stripper's throat with a vape.
"F-fuck Nanamiin, come on don-mmmhh," Gojo groaned, puffs of shisha escaping his lips.
"Fucking asshole," Nanami whispered under his breath, planning how he would murder his stupid friend.
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Everything hurts.
His head hurts, his arms hurt, his legs hurt. But worst of all, is the ache he felt in his heart. It was so unbearable it caused him to shed silent tears, wishing for his torture to end.
Why did he have to wake up? Why did he have to keep breathing, keep living, why couldn't it all just...stop.
"Get up, you need to get to work."
"Am I really that insufferable and unlovable?"
"Satoru, please."
"Why did she leave," his voice croaked, tears spilling from his eyes as he gazed out his bedroom window, laying still in his bed.
"I don't know Gojo, and I wouldn't say you're unlovable, insufferable sure but you know."
Gojo just sighed before getting up, and sprinting to his bathroom. All Nanami could hear were his friend's sobs while he threw up everything he had eaten in the past 24hrs.
Looks like they would be late.
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"Sir, miss L/N is here to see you."
Gojo sighed, running his hands over his face, careful not to rub the concealer and foundation covering his eye bags, contacts, blocking how red his eyes are from the bottle of whiskey and two cigarettes he took for breakfast.
"Send her in," he groaned, plastering his most charismatic smile on his face.
"Miss L/N, please, have a seat," he said, motioning to the seat across his desk.
"Thank you sir," you said in a soft tone, bowing slightly before taking the seat he offered.
"So, tell me about yourself"
"Oh, well I studied law at Cambridge and-
" uh uh uh, that's not what I meant, I already saw all that on the resume, I want to know more about you" he said in a deep tone licking his lips while looking you up and down. Strike 1.
"Oh.. ok, well um... I'm from H/C, I'm 22 and I love dogs."
"H/C huh? No wonder you're so beautiful" Strike 2
"Hahaha, yeaaahhh. Anyways I would really appreciate a spot on your legal team. I researched it and noticed a lot of prestigious and highly respected advocates and attorneys and it would be my honour to work beside them," you said trying to shift the conversation back to a more professional tone.
"I'm sure you would do well considering how sexy you look in that suit," Strike fucking 3
"Alright you douche bag I'm not going to sit here and let you sexualize me noing there's dozens of companies in the country who offered me well paying jobs so I wi-"
"We'll pay you 50,000 dollars per month"
"And where do I sign,"
So, you ignore all his passes on you but here him out when he talks about work? How...curious.
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A/N: This is shorter then I intended but I wrote it in a rush and isn't that good. Who knows, maybe I'll re-write it. Part 1 of a series. pt.2 coming soon I hope.
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beybuniki · 1 month
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happy yaoi friday to 19yo bakugo for having his sexuality crisis & to deku for helping out
might add some more thoughts tmrw but this was fun i think young adult bakugo would have some things to sort out help
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steddieas-shegoes · 2 months
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Country singer Steve Harrington, who has always leaned more into the pop country side of things (think Wanted by Hunter Hayes), but wants his third album to be more true to old school country roots.
His label agrees but only if he works with Eddie Munson, a rock star who had to leave the spotlight when he got kicked out of his band for, well, rockstar behavior gone too far.
Steve isn't amused, especially because he doesn't care for metal music or rock star shenanigans. He was "raised better" and doesn't think Eddie could sit down and write songs with actual emotion and feeling.
Cue long songwriting sessions where Eddie is trying his hardest to be on his best behavior because he knows this is his last shot at being taken seriously, and Steve being surprised every time Eddie proves that he's talented as a songwriter and musician, well outside the scope of just metal and rock.
They write a song that they're both so proud of, Steve asks if he'll record it with him just for fun. The released version would just be Steve.
Eddie agrees.
It's an incredible duet, something country music has needed forever, but Eddie doesn't want that version out there.
The label genuinely accidentally releases their version instead of the Steve only version. As soon as they realize, they remove it from official places, but it's too late.
Fans have already heard it and have gone crazy over it, begging them to let the radio play this version, begging for this version to be available for streaming. The Steve version is great, but it doesn't have the emotion that's laced in the tone of them singing together.
Eddie finally gives in when he sees how happy Steve is about the reaction to it.
But the label decides they want them to tour together, have Eddie work as his opening act, perform his acoustic songs that haven't been officially released anywhere. Eddie can't do it.
He can't go back into that lifestyle. He couldn't do it to his band, who made him promise that he'd come back to them when he got his shit straight. He can't do it to his fans, who stuck by him through some rough shit, but probably wouldn't support a fucking country music career. He definitely can't do it to Steve, who deserves to have someone with him who can be trusted not to go off the deep end.
So he runs. He hides. His uncle welcomes him home, congratulates him on finally embracing his country roots.
It doesn't take long for Steve to find him.
Because he'd been more honest with Steve than he'd ever been with anyone. He told him about his childhood, his Uncle Wayne, his struggle to make it. He told him about his worse struggle when he did make it, how he got in with the wrong people, the wrong things. Prioritized the lifestyle more than his own life.
Of course Steve knew where he'd run to.
Of course Steve came to remind him what his life could be if he allowed himself to find new priorities.
Steve's lips were pretty persuasive, but not nearly as persuasive as his promises to remind him what he could have if he kept his life his priority.
"But what if I let you down?"
"You won't."
"But-"
"No. You won't. You're gonna do amazing things for yourself. And I'm gonna be there to see it happen. That's all."
And he was.
They co-wrote Steve's entire album while Eddie worked on recording his own original songs. He liked that it was an old school rock and roll feel, some blues, some country, some hints of metal sneaking in on a couple songs.
He called his band to come help him with a song, hesitant to even ask, but they came. Of course they came.
He called his Uncle Wayne to play banjo on a song, worried that he wouldn't like the heavier electric guitar notes over it. Of course he loved being involved.
When their tour started, he let himself actually feel nervous.
But instead of running, he looked at the man who supported him through it, even when his own career was on the line.
Of course Steve was there.
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nadjasnandor · 9 months
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#what did matthew do
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artpopbyceleste · 1 year
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dovewingkinnie · 3 months
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sew the mouth of your zombie wife shut, now she can't bite you
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sentientsky · 5 months
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you idiot, we could have been…us.
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