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midnightcrusader · 3 years

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electrify my heart (5)

gojō satoru x oc

SERIES MASTERLIST

chapter five: sugar water

↳ word count: 6,2k

↳ spoiler warnings: ep21, a jujutsu stroll from ep10 (cuz we dont know the exact timeline of mr. gojo wearing a skirt but ive thought it was funny to put it in here :)) ) and the one from ep23 cuz yay! fun chapter!

↳ other warnings: cursing, smoking implied & finally some FLUFF

↳ a/n: i am so terribly sorry I haven’t posted on the last Saturday guys.. I’m having a few minor health problems but hey! I promise I’ll post regularly from now on! I hope you’ll enjoy this chapter!!

"But it goes without saying that the exchange event is cancelled," Principal Yaga stated, making everyone in the staff room (despite the Principal of the Kyoto Tech) turn into his direction.

"Hold on. That's not for us to decide, is it?" Satoru interrupted him, sitting lazily on the ground.

"Huh?" everyone despite Sachie and Gojo said in unison, furrowing their brows.

"Gojo's right," Sachie stated, gaining a huge, cocky grin from him. "Only this time," she cleared out, getting up. "If we cancel this event now, the students will not only be upset, but also we will point out that something went wrong. The attackers won't strike again, they're not stupid. Now our priority is to calm down the students, letting them know everything is okay," she explained, approaching her former teacher — Mei Mei.

"I agree," the woman in the purple robes said, nodding her head.

"So what is your plan? We can't host the individual fights anymore," Iori said, glancing at the raven-haired woman and Satoru.

"Let's write our ideas down and make it into a lottery!" Satoru exclaimed, clapping his hands.

"I, uh... that's not what I originally planned," Sachie responded, shaking her head. "But if everyone agrees, I'm down," she added looking at the teachers who nodded in response.

"Alright," Yaga nodded, getting up to get the staff some paper and quills.

Sachie sat back down, and writing "defense training", put the piece of paper into a wooden box right in front of them. She came to the conclusion that fights were only a part of the Sorcerers work, however, the most important thing when it came to Curse Spirits was how to protect yourself from their attacks. Hence her idea of educating the students about the possibilities of defense was the first thing that came to her mind.

"All done! See you in the living room!" Satoru clapped his hands, getting up as he picked up the box with the ideas written by the teachers.

Sachie shook her head, following Gojo as he walked past the door, only to see him shaking the wooden cube and smiling mischievously.

"So, what did you write?" she nonchalantly asked, glancing through his arm.

"Baseball," he responded proudly, his grin not leaving his face.

"Gojo, I swear to you, if you changed the votes only to be baseball I'm going to strangle you," she added, now fully speaking her mind.

"What? Me? I would never!" Satoru called, dramatically placing a hand over his heart.

"Like I don't know you," she murmured, nudging his elbow with her own.

"Well, apparently you don't since you're accusing me of such terrible, terrible things," he put an emphasis on the adjective, looking at her with puppy eyes.

"Yeah, you've definitely done that," she smirked, a singular laugh escaping her mouth.

"Maybe," he said simply, confirming what Sachie was concerned about.

"Yaga's gonna kick your ass, you know?" she added, walking right beside him.

"Like he can beat me!" Satoru laughed, putting his hand over Sachie's shoulder. "Besides, you'd save me, right Chi?" he asked childishly, casually continuing his walk.

"No. I'd rather watch you suffer," she answered, glancing at the arm that was hung over her shoulder. Had he had any idea what he was going?

"Suuure," he whistled. "Of course you'd save me," he teased, pulling her closer to him.

Was he stepping on her boundaries? He wasn't exactly sure. However, gently touching Sachie, or simply being around her was bringing him more happiness that beating up the guy, who tried to dismember his body just to make a coat hanger out of them.

"Believe whatever you want," she gave up, allowing her head to softly rest on his shoulder.

It was nice.

~.~

"Baseball?!"

"What's going on here, Yaga?"

"No, I know I put individual battles in— Get back here Satoru!"

"This dumb moron," Sachie mumbled to herself after leaving the living room where all of the students and teachers were located in.

The lottery had just ended, Yuuji being the chosen one, who was made to pick a piece of paper out of the wooden box. Sachie rolled her eyes, fully knowing that it was exactly what Satoru had planned. He gave the teachers a notion of democracy, when, in fact, he was always the one in charge. However, it didn't surprise Sachie in the slightest; everyone, who even lightly knew Gojo had to realized sooner or later what he was up to.

"What kind of idea is this?!" Nobara yelled as soon as all of the teacher, excluding Sachie, left the living area. "We've just fought against the Special Grade Dpirits! Are we seriously going to play fetch a ball?" she snorted, standing in front of Megumi and Yuuji.

"I guess this could be fun," Itadori whispered quietly, gaining a punch in the arm from the ginger-haired girl.

"Fun? Fun?! This is just stupid!" she continued, calming herself a bit down due to the surprise at the unexpected touch of her shoulder.

"Nobara, Itadori's right. This could be an easy competitive task. Game spirit, or something," Sachie spoke, smiling, hence she didn't believe her words at all. However, she didn't want to object Gojo's intents; he would make everyone tired by complaining if they not agreed this plan.

"But Fujita-san..!"

"Come on, kiddo. You can train with me after the event ends," Sachie offered, wanting to convince the girl that everything was in the right place.

"I–, okay, I guess," she stuttered, realizing that the suggestion was something she had wanted since meeting Fujita.

Having a tutor, especially when she was a powerful female, was something Nobara truly longed for. When she firstly met Sachie, she made herself a promise that she would do anything she could to train with her one day. And now, given the opportunity, she couldn't possibly miss it.

"Great, that's all settled then," Sachie smiled, patting gently the girl's shoulder.

"Everyone, come here and get into your tracksuits!" Satoru exclaimed happily, bringing a pile of clothing into the living area.

He, himself had also changed his clothes. Now, instead of his usual teacher-wear, he was dressed in plain black jeans and a light blue shirt. Instead of his usual blind fool, he was wearing some rectangular sunglasses, which prominently framed his face.

Sachie would have lied if she said he wasn't looking incredibly attractive like that. And, god, she wouldn't even try to object if anyone asked her about it.

"Chi! You too! Come and get dressed," Satoru smirked cockily, pointing at the set of clothes.

"Oh, no way," she objected, crossing her arms.

"Come onnn," he teased, waving a pair of baseball shorts in front of her.

"I'm not wearing that," she growled, furrowing her brow.

"Don't make a scene! My students are looking at you," he called, pointing at Megumi, Nobara and Yuuji.

"Leave me alone," she hissed, not moving to get the sports suit.

"Hey, Nobara! Help me convince her," Satoru said, pointing at the girl.

"No," she answered plainly.

"You guys are no fun!" Gojo complained.

~.~

"Chi."

"No."

"Chi."

"I'm mad at you," Sachie mumbled.

It was two hours later, when the students were allowed to go on a break from playing baseball. Through the whole time Sachie was sitting in the tribunes, her arms crossed, a sour expression on her face. The blue cap Gojo made her wear, was covering her eyes, hence the hat was simply too big and she didn't bother to fix it. She was dressed in the matching blue tracksuit instead of her usual pants and shirt, sighing every time she got a chance.

"Oh, come on. You look adorable," Satoru complimented her, sitting right beside her on a bench.

"Go away," she murmured, avoiding the eye contact with him.

"Nope," he objected, popping the p of the word.

"I swear, Gojo, if you don't go away, I'll kill you with my bare hands," Sachie threatened, clenching her fists.

"Well then, good luck with that," he shrugged, tilting his head. "Are you having a good time?" he sang, fully knowing Sachie wasn't in the mood for teasing.

"No," she growled, moving away from Satoru.

"Quit complaining and have fun," he said simply, siting a bit closer.

"How can I have fun when I'm wearing those ridiculous clothes," she responded, looking to the side. "Look, the break is over. Can you go now?" Sachie asked, pointing at the clock hanging on the tribunes wall.

"Fineee," he sighed, sounding like a disappointed child. "Have fun," he repeated and lazily stood up.

"I can't even explain how much I hate y—," Sachie suddenly stopped her sentence, after feeling Satoru's lips on her forehead.

Her eyes were wide opened and she was sure she stopped breathing for a few seconds. She noticed Satoru smiling, when he walked down the tribunes aisle, only to find himself back on the baseball pitch.

"My, my. Wasn't that sweet?" Sachie heard her former teacher, Mei Mei saying as the woman sat closer to her. "I'm glad you're finally a couple. I've keeping my fingers crossed for it to happen since I met the both of you," she added, smiling from ear to ear.

"Wha—? We're not together," Sachie replied, surprised at the words of white-haired woman.

"Oh?" Mei Mei raised her brows. "My bad then," she shrugged, corners of her mouth going theatrically down.

"Yeah," Sachie only muttered, her glance traveling towards the students, whose match began again.

"But why, though? I see that Gojo might be annoying, but I think he would be a great match for you," Mei Mei continued, making Sachie almost immediately blush.

"He's just a friend," Sachie mumbled, having no idea what she should say.

"Just a friend. Of course," the woman smirked, letting out a giggle.

"What?" Sachie asked, confused by her antics.

"Nothing. You simply don't seem to be just friends," she explained, making Fujita's brow furrowed.

"How is that?" Sachie asked, now quite annoyed. She had no clue what the woman was talking about.

"He had an interest in you already in school. I thought you've noticed that," Mei Mei confessed, however, seeing that Sachie was more perplexed than before, she decided to continue. "He was never letting you win your sparring sessions, remember?" she asked, looking directly at her companion.

"Yeah. Just as he did with Nanami or Geto," she explained, biting her lip. "I thought he was treating me like a friend."

"Oh, Sachie, my dear. It was clear to see that he let the other girls win just so they could get some confidence from their victory. The fact he was treating you differently was simply because he saw you in the other way than those girls," Mei Mei continued, smiling at Sachie's innocence. It was clear to her only now that the raven-haired woman had no idea what she was talking about.

"I—, I guess, maybe..." Sachie stuttered, glancing at Mei Mei. "But how can I be sure he still feels that way? I mean, we spend a lot of time together now and nothing ever happened," she added, being completely perplexed.

"Maybe because he kissed you in the goddamn forehead two minutes ago?" Mei Mei's eyes widened as she felt the urge to laugh at Sachie's behavior.

"But that doesn't mean anything," she whispered, however, hearing her companion's giggle, she looked back at her. "What now?" she asked more angrily than she anticipated.

"You really have no clue what is going on," Mei Mei laughed, closing her eyes.

"No, but—!"

"Stop being so oblivious, Fujita," she interrupted her, patting her back. "I'm going to watch the match now," she added, standing up.

She was right. Sachie truly was oblivious. The words Mei Mei spoke were so intense, it made Sachie think whether or not she had missed a whole bunch of signs Satoru gave her on the span of all those years. Was she ignoring them only because she was afraid of doing anything more? Most likely.

Yet, the worst part was, she had no clue what to do about it now.

~.~

"Fujita-san!" The loud voice of Kugisaki Nobara rang through the hallway when Sachie was about to go on her cigarette break.

Today was the last, full day of the Exchange Event, making tomorrow morning the time when Tokyo and Kyoto high schools meant to say goodbye to each other.

Now, however, right before the scheduled bedtime Sachie was finally going to relax. I'm the end, not for long, hence the ginger-haired girl appeared to have a burning cause to discuss with her.

"What's up?" Sachie called, rapidly hiding the pack of cigarettes in her pocket. After all, she didn't want to be bad influence to the students.

"Have you seen my uniform skirt? I was just about to change from that nasty baseball suit and I can't find it anywhere!" Nobara ranted, and only now Sachie realized she was wearing some grayish shorts instead of her usual skirt.

"No, I haven't seen it... Are you sure it's not somewhere in your suitcase?" Sachie asked, heading back towards the direction of Nobara's room.

"I'm one hundred percent positive. I've put it on the chair next to my bed and it's gone!" she rambled, fidgeting with the weapon she was holding.

"What's with that hammer?" Sachie pointed at the object, realizing it was part of Kugisaki's cursed technique.

"I'm going to kill whoever took it," she growled, ready to open the door of one of the classrooms that were located in the complex.

"Hey, hey. Before you get in, take a deep breath, okay?" Fujita stopped her, gently grabbing the hand that was holding the hammer. "Now, come in and ask everyone about it. Nicely," she added.

"Fine," Nobara answered after exhaling the breath Sachie made her take. "Panda-senpai, have you seen my uniform?" she asked after entering the room.

Sachie walked right past her, sitting on one of the tables, right next to Megumi.

"I haven't seen it," the panda turned towards Nobara, and only now Sachie noticed he was wearing someone's uniform blazer.

"Megumi? The hell is going on here?" Fujita asked the boy, who simply shrugged. His smile, however, was clearly pointing out that he knew what was this all about. "Itadori?" she tried asking again, yet, with the exact same result. "Hey! Hey! Nobara! Put the hammer down!" Sachie yelled, seeing the girl hitting the panda with her weapon.

"Mustard leaf!" Toge Inumaki exclaimed, entering the room.

Sachie knew him, because he was one of the students, who couldn't speak properly, hence his unique ability to make people do what he said. Literally. She thought of him as being the calm and settled one. Now, however he was wearing a girl's skirt and Sachie immediately knew what was going on.

"Nobara, if you use your hammer again, I'll—!"

Bang.

Toge was laying on the ground after being hit by the redhead.

"Okay, that's enough," Sachie angrily stated, quickly standing up.

"But I didn't use my hammer!" Nobara objected, pointing at the weapon that was laying on the ground.

She was right. She hit Toge with her bare hands.

"It doesn't matter. Violence against students is strictly forbidden," Sachie stated, approaching the girl.

"What? That's Maki-san's," Nobara stated, taking off the skirt from almost unconscious Toge.

"Jesus fucking Christ, kids. Can you calm down for a second?" Sachie exclaimed, taking the piece of clothing from Kugisaki and folding it quickly. "I swear, you all act so—!"

"Heya!" The loud voice interrupted Sachie's statement, causing her to turn towards the door. "I'm Kugisaki Nobara!"

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Sachie growled angrily, noticing Gojo Satoru... dressed in the girl's uniform. "Nobara, give me your hammer," she added, clenching her fists.

"Chi? How would you rate my outfit?" Satoru asked, squatting due to the skirt being too short for him to fully stand up.

Sighing as an answer, Sachie put one of her hand forward and generated a stream of white sparks which stroke Gojo directly in the chest.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Gojo exclaimed, now laying on the ground.

"Thought you've said violence was strictly forbidden," Megumi smirked, looking into the direction of his Sensei, who at that time, was still trying to pick himself up from the floor.

"Yeah. Against students, not against irrational teachers," Sachie answered, furrowing her brow. "Here, Nobara. I'll get your skirt back in a second," she added, walking up to Gojo, abruptly taking off the skirt he was wearing.

"Woah, that's not what I was expecting," he responded, unable to move because of the electricity paralyzing his body.

"Shut up," Sachie whispered, fully frustrated. "Here you go," she added towards Nobara, handing her over the skirt.

"Thanks, Fujita-san," she answered, grabbing her belonging.

"Now, if you excuse us," Sachie added, smiling falsely when taking Satoru by the hand and leading him towards his room. "What the fuck was that supposed to be?" she immediately hissed, after closing the door.

"Nanami said I should keep my attitude, so I did," he plainly exclaimed, scratching his head.

"Yeah, Nanami also said you're irresponsible, childish and arrogant. Have you listened to any of that?" Sachie asked angrily, subconsciously placing her hands on her hips.

"Uh, no? Why would I?" Satoru responded nonchalantly.

"Because you're a fucking idiot, Gojo! That's why!" Sachie yelled, closing her eyes.

She tried to find another serious reason to scold Satoru for, yet, instead she stared quietly laughing after a few seconds.

"Sachie? Are you alright?" Satoru furrowed his brow, approaching her slightly. Why was she, all of the sudden, laughing? Wasn't she angry with him just a moment ago?

"Yeah, it's just," she waved her hand, trying not to burst in laughter. "You're standing here, only in your jacked and your underwear, after you've stolen your student's skirt. It's fucking ridiculous," she explained, failing in keeping her giggle inside as she let out a loud laugh after briefly looking at him.

"So you're not mad?" he asked, searching for the reassurance of his deeds.

"Of course I am. That was utterly stupid," she responded, uncontrollably giggling. "But it was also oddly funny," she added, grabbing his hand once again. "Come on, it's bedtime. We should go to sleep."

~.~

"Well, that's a school trip at this point," Sachie mumbled to Megumi and Yuuji as the three of them walked behind Satoru and and Nobara.

It was just a few days after the Exchange Event had ended, making the past following days being nothing but a slight back to the reality. With the students back on their trainings, Sachie decided to do more of her research on Sukuna's Fingers. Having in mind that it was her grandfather's lifetime wish to collect all of them, she spent the past couple of days doing exactly what he had wished for.

Now, being perused by Gojo, she was meant to take a break, with the break being joining him and the redhead girl shopping. Megumi and Yuuji also tagged along; it was Saturday and they simply had nothing better to do.

"I'm gonna go to that shop, you can stay outside," Nobara stated, glancing at her companions. "Or Fujita-san, can you come with me, actually?" she added, asking the woman.

"Yeah, sure," Sachie replied, the tone of her voice quite bored. Seeing Megumi's light smirk, she send him a warning gaze.

Entering the small boutique, Sachie felt immediately overwhelmed by all of the clothing items located in the shop. For her it was either too much colors or patters that created an unspeakable mess.

"What do you think about this?" Nobara asked after a while, showing the raven-haired woman a floral blouse.

"It's nice," she answered plainly, raising up one of her eyebrows. Sachie was sure she gave the worst piece of advice when it came to clothes; after all, she was usually wearing a combination of the same, simple clothes; a pair of pants and a shirt. Dresses or shirts were rare, or almost impossible to find in her closet. She was definitely a woman of simplicity.

"Don't you think it won't suit me? I think those flowers are a bit too much," the girl wondered, putting the blouse back on the hanger. "Oh, just look at this dress!"

"This is going to be a long day," Sachie whispered to herself, awkwardly standing by the side of the shop.

She had stayed like this for another five minutes, when Nobara stated she was going to the changing room to see how the pile of clothes she picked out was going to fit her. Sachie nodded in response, leaning against one of the walls. Closing her eyes, she patiently wait for Kugisaki to get changed, only so she could came up with different versions of the same response.

"What's up with that face? Are you not enjoying your shopping time with Kugisaki?" Satoru asked swiftly, approaching her.

"Thought you were supposed to stay outside," she responded, smirking causally.

"Yeeaaah, but it's getting hot out there. We were in need of some air conditioning," he answered, pointing at Yuuji and Megumi, who also found their way to the inside of the boutique.

"It really is a school trip," Sachie quietly laughed, rolling up the sleeves of her shirt. Satoru was right, they picked up a wrong day for shopping — it was the middle of the summer, after all.

"Hey, Chi, look at this shirt," Gojo exclaimed after a while, showing her a simple, light-brown shirt.

"Uh, it's nice... but isn't it a woman's boutique?" she asked, furrowing her brow.

"That's exactly why I showed you that!" Satoru responded, closing one of his eyes as he moved the hanger with the piece of clothing towards Sachie, just to see how it would supposedly fit. "Yeah, you'd look pretty good in that," he added completely casually.

"Thanks?" The pitch of her tone went up, realizing only now what was happening.

Satoru had just picked a shirt for her. And she almost blushed at the thought of it.

"Excuse me? What are you doing boys?" The older woman, most likely an owner of the shop approached Megumi and Yuuji, who... had just taken of their shirts, exactly in the middle of the shop.

"It's so hot outside!" Yuuji complained, throwing his hands in the air.

"Are you their parents?" The lady asked Satoru and Sachie, an anger expression on her face.

"Teachers," Sachie cleared out.

"I would ask you all to leave. I won't tolerate this kind of... nudity in my shop," the woman stated quickly, grabbing the boys by the forearms and leading their to the exit. "The girl in the changing room, too. Get out," she added, furrowing her brow.

"Hey! I was just going to buy this!" Nobara yelled, rapidly getting out of the changing room.

"I don't care. That's violating my boutique's policy."

"Hey, hey. I don't think it's quite the way you should threat your customers," Sachie objected.

"This is my shop and my rules. Now get out," the lady pointed at the door.

"Geez, okay," Sachie shrugged grabbing Nobara's hand. "Bitch," she mumbled under her breath.

"What did you just say?!" The woman shouted after Fujita, however, she didn't even bother to turn back to her.

Ignoring Nobara's angry tirade, Sachie found her way to the nearby bench under a tree. The boys were right; today was definitely too hot. After a while Satoru had joined them, sitting between Fujita and Kugisaki. After Megumi and Yuuji stated they were going to get something to drink, Sachie exhaled loudly, cursing her today's clothing choice.

"It's too hot," she murmured, resting her head on her hand.

"I don't want to go shopping anymore," Nobara said, being clearly exhausted by the awful weather.

"Sensei! Kugisaki! Fujita-san!" Not a moment after their little complaining session, the loud voice of Itadori Yuuji rang through the whole street.

"Oh, what the hell," Sachie sighed, shaking her head.

"So annoying," Nobara added in the exact same manner as Fujita. "It's too hot for your craziness."

"Fushiguro's getting hit on!" he shouted, making the eyes of the three people on the bench wide open.

Without any further do, no words were needed. The two teachers and two students sprinted towards the direction of Megumi, everyone feeling as protective as possible.

"Fushiguro-kyun!" Yuuji and Nobara yelled in unison.

"Who is that woman?" the girl cried as the both of them frantically grabbed onto Megumi's uniform. "Have you forgotten the night you toasted to my eyes?!"

"Was it all a lie when you said your time with me was the most enjoyable of all?" Yuuji added, making an utterly sad face.

"Megumi-kun! Have you forgotten you were supposed to help your poor aunt with the groceries?!" Sachie shouted, standing right beside her students.

"Could you not touch him so casually, please?!" Satoru's tone beamed through the shopping parlor. "You homewreckers! Megumi-chan has violin practice with me now. Let's go home Megumi-chan. Today we'll master your "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star," he added nonchalantly. If Sachie hadn't known him, she could've sworn he truly was Megumi's violin teacher.

"Don't mind them," the dark-haired boy told the woman he was just talking to. "Seriously, what is this?" He turned his head, a death stare escaping his eyes. "Could you stop? You're embarrassing me."

"That woman was flirting with you!" Sachie called with the exact same expression as Yuuji and Nobara.

"She was just asking for directions!" Megumi answered rapidly, making everyone's face drop.

"Oh... oh, fuck."

~.~

Sunday evenings surely weren't popular amongst the students. After two days of relax, the notion of returning back to school was sounding draining. However, this case wasn't including only students.

Fujita Sachie sat silently in her room, having no idea what she should do tomorrow. She didn't officially returned to teaching, she had no more missions to go at that moment. Should she just go with the flow and just observe the students training? Should she approach Yaga and asked him if she could go back? Or maybe, should she just disappear for the whole day and figure something out as she smoked a pack of cigarettes?

Shaking her head, Sachie thought that the third option sounded almost entertaining. However, a sudden realization came upon her not a moment after; she would highly need a piece of advice. But with Nanami gone to his house and Gojo being nowhere to be found, she decided to simply wait.

And, oh god, how she hated waiting.

Listening to some somber music, Sachie decided to grab something to eat. Smiling softly, she had closed her eyes, teleporting right behind of the building of Sushi Go.

It was rather odd, hence Fujita Sachie's power was based on aura, energy, but most importantly, the emotional connection she or the person she was looking for had with a certain object in a certain place. And although Sachie wasn't entirely sentimental, the restaurant had a special place in her heart. She clearly remembered entering the place for the first time after sparing with Gojo the other day. He was about to graduate high school, and she was just entering her last year in Jujutsu Tech. The memory was absolutely splendid; vividly reckoning the time when her high school crush asked her if she wanted to have a dinner with him — at that moment it felt like the ultimate heaven.

Quickly entering to buy her food, she decided to order four more portions than needed — (not her) students would definitely be happy about the gift Sachie was about to give them.

In about fifteen minutes her order was ready, causing her to smile. She forgot how good it felt to show the emotions. Teleporting back, she found her way to the students' rooms, placing three takeaway boxes on the doorstep of Yuuji, Kugisaki and Megumi. Now, having one spare meal left, she decided to go back to the teacher's side of the building, trying to figure out if Satoru was at his house or at school. Knocking on the door, she received no answer, hence she shrugged, making her way towards her own bedroom.

"I guess I'm having a double supper today," she murmured to herself, opening the door to her room.

"Chi! Where have you been?"

"Fuck!" Sachie jumped in place, almost dropping her food. "Don't scare me like that, Gojo," she growled, placing her takeaways on the small table.

"It was you, who scared me," Satoru responded, approaching her. "I thought you've..."

"No, don't end that. We've already talked about it," she interrupted him, immediately knowing what he was going to say.

I thought you've left again.

Opening the kitchen drawer, Sachie reached for two sets of chopsticks and placed them on the two boxes.

"I've bought you sushi," she stated, pointing at the food on the table.

"You didn't!" Satoru smirked widely, looking like an absolute child. "Oh, Chiii, you shouldn't have," he added theatrically in his usual manner.

"Stop it. Don't be annoying," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

"I have something for you too!" he happily exclaimed, handing her over a blue paper bag.

"The hell?" Sachie furrowed her brow, looking inside the bag. She was quick to notice that the present Satoru gave her was the brown shirt, he had showed yesterday her in the boutique. "But why?" she asked, confused as ever.

Satoru was often buying her food; she did the same when she had a chance. Yet, it was the first time since he gave her the necklace, he had bought her something. Sachie began to feel oddly weird. She wasn't expecting him to buy the shirt. In fact, it was making her uncomfortable that he did that without any occasion neither as an apology (as he had in habit).

"I thought you would look good in it," he plainly answered, grinning from ear to ear.

"Well, uh... Thank you, but I can't accept it," she replied, handing him back the blue bag.

"Why? Do you not like it? Did I buy the wrong size?" Satoru immediately asked, his smile disappearing for a moment, which Sachie found incredibly odd.

Why was he behaving that way?

"No, no. Everything's fine with the shirt. I just... don't understand why would you buy it without any serious reason," she a answered, praying that she wouldn't blush.

"Hey! It was a serious reason!" Satoru exclaimed, his grin returning back to his face. "Looking good is a serious reason, isn't it?" he added, putting the back on the chair next to him.

"Satoru, I..." Sachie stuttered, feeling incredibly vulnerable. Had he had any idea what he was doing to her? "I-I think you're a complete idiot. Buying things just like that. It's ridiculous, you know? I mean, it's not even that deep. It's just weird. It's just fucking weird," she rambled, panicking.

She had no idea why was she reacting that way; it would make her look more suspicious than before, so why, all of the sudden, was she so concerned? It was just a simple situation that required nothing but a quick "no". And yet, he did it again. He had shown her he cared for her. That being the thing she couldn't cope with; was that implying he had feelings for her or was she just exaggerating the situation again? And why, once more, she had forgotten what Mei Mei said?

"Chi," Satoru laughed quietly, turning his head to the side.

"Oh, what now?" she asked angrily, feeling her knees going completely week.

"You're all red. If I haven't know you I'd say you're blushing," he responded, a soft smile entering his face. He knew she was blushing.

"What?" Sachie mumbled subconsciously, feeling all of her vital energy leaving her body. "No, no! It's because it's hot here. Summer, you know?" she spited, moving forward to approach the window to open it.

"Suure," Satoru sang, smiling widely. "So should I also blush at the fact you've bought me sushi?" he teased, not wanting to change the subject this time.

Gojo Satoru was known for being outspoken, easygoing and courageous. With Sachie, however, he always felt like he didn't say enough every time they had a conversation like that; the type when she frantically was trying to change the topic and him usually going along with it because he didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable. Today, however, he was finally ready to shoot his shot. During the Exchange Event attack, she immediately teleported to him, making sure he was okay. That gave him a boost to believe she actually cared for him. In addiction, she was finally back after her disappearance five years ago.

And he wasn't going to loose her ever again. He wouldn't allowed it.

"I hate you," Sachie mumbled, her whole body panicking. She despised the situation, although she was sure her feeling for him.

When it came to emotions her initial response was to flee rather to confess. That's exactly why she was so good at keeping her feelings secret for the past seven years. Every time situation like that happened she played oblivious to whatever was going on, forgetting that having a crush on someone wasn't something to be ashamed for.

But she couldn't confess her feelings now. And she wasn't sure if she could have ever do that.

"No, you don't," Satoru smirked, leaning against the table.

"Excuse me?" Sachie furrowed her brow after being reminded that, in fact, he was still in her room.

"You don't hate me, Chi. You say this only because you know it ends the conversation," he stated, more seriously that usual.

"I–uh," she stumbled over her own words, knowing that what he had said was entirely true.

"So what's the matter? Why do you always act like that?" he asked calmly, tilting his head to the side.

Sachie froze. He had never asked her this question before, and she had no slightest clue what her response should be.

She couldn't say it was because she had feelings for him.

"Chi?" Satoru said, approaching her slowly. "You know you can tell me everything, right?" he added, gently putting his hand on her forearm.

"I–I..." Sachie stuttered, her breath becoming heavy. "No, I can't. I can't tell you this," she finally said with a weak tone.

"Come on, Sachie. We're friends, you can..."

"Yeah, that's exactly that," she interrupted him, feeling her hands beginning to shake. "I can't tell you this because we're friends. And I don't want to risk our friendship just to say..."

"That you like me?" This time it was Satoru, who interrupted her answer. He obviously wasn't sure if his answer was right, but today he was going to risk it all.

Sachie froze once again, her body completely petrified. She had no idea if she should agree to the obvious truth, or should she just say she didn't and make him leave her bedroom. Yet, she wasn't entirely sure about the second opinion, although it seemed to be the easiest out of the two. However, she would be on the bad terms with him if she said just that.

"So you do or you don't? 'Cause if you do, we're on the same page," Satoru smirked after waiting a bit too long for her answer.

"What?" Sachie asked, her knees now completely weak. "You—?"

"Yeah. Since high school," he admitted, grinning. "I know it's kinda weird to say it just now but I was never sure if you liked me back," he added, scratching the back of his neck.

"I—we're so goddamn stupid," she stated, starting to giggle.

"Wait. Now I'm the one who's confused," Satoru said, watching her laugh.

"I like you since high school too," she finally confessed, realizing that all of this fuss, hiding her feelings was absolutely for nothing. "Fuck, that's so awkward now," she added, unable to stop her giggles from escaping her mouth.

"Well, it doesn't have to be," Satoru smirked, returning to his usual self.

Placing his hand on her cheek, he lowered down, still smiling from ear to ear. He felt Sachie stopped laughing, as he closed the distance between her lips and kissed her softly.

It was almost like taking a sip of cold water after the long run. It felt like feeling the touch of a Sun after spending an eternity in a locked room. It felt like finally being free.

Just after the kiss ended, both Satoru and Sachie were smiling wider than ever. Pulling back, they looked at each other, and although Satoru was wearing his usual blind fool, Sachie could have sworn his eyes were resembling his grin.

"You wanna eat that sushi?" he asked, pointing at the table.

"I think I'm not hungry anymore." taglist: @tokyo-banana @stardvstial

#satoru gojo x oc #gojou satoru x y/n #gojou satoru #gojō satoru #satoru gojō x reader #gojo satoru x oc #satoru gojo #gojou satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen satoru #jujutsu kaisen fic #jujutsu kaisen gojou #jujutsu kaisen fanfic

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laddumb · 3 years

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OMORI SPOILERS, but it accidentally turned into a long appreciation thread for the game and fandom??

[TLDR] I am very greatful for this community and the game because it pretty much got my life back on track ♡

Anyways thinking about how in the "netural" ending when basil yknow, uses the garden sheers on himself, sunny decides that nothing is there

Sometimes i wonder if sunny really still cared for basil or not, but thinking about it now

He did

He still cared for everyone.

In his mind basil was still his best friend, and to see his best friend do that

Fuck man

Omori hurts bad

Whenever i sit here and think about the little things

The slight details that i missed in febuary

Theyre all so

Hurtful

So greatful that i found out about this game man, it means so much to me, before Omori i spent all day miserable thinking about the same thing that upsets me so much but

Omori gave me something new to think about, something that wasnt distracting because it made me sad or someones life was at stake, but because it made me happy

I finally have the motivation to draw and animate again, and sure the bad things are still on my mind all day but, i see an omori video or meme or fanart or just think about the game and the bad thoughts are completely lost for a moment

I could talk about this game for hours on end, truly

And Basil man, ive never related to a character so well, its so nice seeing someone whos like me, even if its fictional

Its like nobody understands me as a person but if Basil were here, he would because he IS that person

Ik it sounds corny, but its 5 AM and im in a strange mood, no, more like a greatful mood

I think im starting to be happy with the things in my life, and that happiness started because of Omori. And fuck yeah this fandom is amazing, a majority are great people, you guys make beautiful art and animations, hilarous memes, cool ass fanfics, all the good shit

Its stupid, i know, to say a video game is whats picking my life back up, but ive felt so fucking terrible for over a year and finally, finally im starting to be okay again

Its not just omori of course, but i can thank omori for being the reason i started appreciating the things i had more, and loving my people more, i spend time with my family now, i dont just sit in my room miserable all day. I sound like an idiot huh

Idk man im just rambling

Rambling my thoughts onto this silly app and like 10 people will see this and read it through

Idek how this post got to this point, i just wanted to talk about a little detail i noticed

Idk man, this game will likely forever be my number one, maybe im wrong but, right now, where im at, this game is like motivation for me

Thank you Omocat for creating this game, thank you everyone who donated and made the games creation possible, thank you to a majority of the fandom (excluding the ppl who would look at or make r34, blame basil, and argue over ships aside from the hero x anyone but mari and the sibling ships cuz wtf?? Why would u ship siblings or hero with the friend group??) Because truth be told, with how small this fandom is, its like every day i have new fanart to look forward to

Just off the top of my head, ginumo and tabdood i owe you 2 a lot <3 U two are one of the main reasons i stayed in the fandom at the beginning and i look forward to every piece of art you guys make, so thank you

Theres others but im bad with names

Not just them tho, every piece of fanart i see, i love it

I love beginner artists making fanart because fuck yeah its so sweet, and one day they'll look back at it, thats where they started, and they'll want to revisit omori, and all the artists that have been drawing for years and years making omori art, YEAAH MAN EVERY FANARTIST BRUH <3

I love all of you, every creator in this fandom, yeah im talking about you

What you just made one drawing?? Oh u just discuss the game?? FUCK YEAH I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THE GAME !! THAT ONE PIECE OF FANART IS GOLDEN BRO !!

Dont get me started on the comics yall make

Even the people who like or reblog, yall keeping the fanartists and discussors going bro

Love yall

Everyone of yall

Goodnight ♡

#omori #omori basil #omori basil kin #comfort character #kin character #omori kin #omori spoilers #sunny omori #omori game #omori sunny

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llama-head · 2 years

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[Elsa] So, uh, why are we hanging out in the shed?

[Lucas] What’s wrong with the shed, it’s nice in here.

[Elsa] I mean sure but we could be in your room, Max put a couch and a tv in there.

[Lucas] There’s a couch and tv in here.

[Elsa] Are you and Max fighting?

[Lucas] Yes, we’ve been fighting since I got back.

[Elsa] That’s odd, he seemed excited about you coming home.

[Lucas] Well he’s been a huge dick to me since day one.

[Elsa] Really?

[Lucas] Yeah like he’s just been shitty, and I’m not saying I’ve been perfectly nice either but I’m tired of the endless cycle of forgiving him.

[Elsa] You do let things go a lot.

[Lucas] And it’s tiring! Like our relationship is so strained because of him.

[Elsa] You’ve been friends for, like, over nine years.

[Lucas] We’ve only been friends because I’m such a fucking pushover.

[Elsa] I don’t think you’re a pushover.

[Elsa] I think you’ve always let shit go because you know he doesn’t mean it.

[Lucas] Well yeah, but he should learn he can’t say whatever he wants with no one caring.

[Elsa] I know but he just has his issues, you know he loves you, and you must know he feels bad. Has he apologized?

[Lucas] Yeah but that doesn’t just make it all better. I need time to get over some things and he just doesn’t give it to me.

[Elsa] Just, let it go. It’s the holidays.

[Lucas] Ugh.

[baddabing] and now theyre hanging out in the shed instead of in our room like its stupid af

[mika] u just gotta let it go like i know its hard but if hes gonna be a dick than let him

[baddabing] but its fucking frustrating! like idk why hes been so up my ass since he’s gotten here, i didnt do shit to him! and ive apologized but he hasnt at all

[mika] tmaybe he doesnt think he has anything to apologize for? like have u tried telling him how u feel? u can be reallyyyyyy bad at communicating

[baddabing] i am the BEST at communicating what do you mean??? srsly tho hes pissing me off

[mika] MAXIMILIAN YOU ARE THE WORST AT COMMUNICATING DONT EVEN GIVE ME THAT SHIT!!! i know bb but u just gotta let it goooooo

[baddabing] ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why does he have to be so difficult?????

[mika] id say ur both difficult just in different ways like both of u r kinda just dumb imo

[baddabing] u love that im dumb becuz its the only reason i talk to u

[mika] u talk to me cuz u lovvvvvve me not the other way around boo boo dont get it twisted

[baddabing] ya ya ya w/e

[mika] say it!! say u love me

[baddabing] ily

[mika] PROPERLY!!!!

[baddabing] I LOVE YOU

#ts4 #sims 4 #ts4 story #sims 4 story #sims #landslide #l lucas #l max #l elsa #i thinkkkk that discord overlay is readable but that might just be my eyes #also who tf is mika #also i thought maxs discord name was funny lmao

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I need to know about doctor mama lo taking care of a sick baby Virgil if you would like pretty please. I dont wanna ask on the in character blog cuz I feel like it would be weird to ask for details and lo seems kinda busy anyway lol.

hey tumblebee!! yeah yeah lets do this, Im gonna write it so that ppl who dont follow the other blog can understand too

WARNING IF U HAVENT ALREADY BLOCKED THE TAGS ILLNESS TW AND VOMIT TW THEY ARE VERY PREVALENT IN THIS

also this is a VERY long headcanon!!

so last night vee got ill, he had been regressed in the afternoon with patton and he was acting much more fussy than usual - not being entertained by his cartoons, not having the energy to play with his rattle, pretty much constantly whining and pouting and he gets very wriggly when he's fussy

patton assumed it was because vee had been upset earlier that day. at one point vee started gripping his stomach, and patton assumed its because he was hungry and could smell the food roman was cooking

but when dinner came around no matter how hard patton tried he couldnt get vee to eat a morsel - he kept turning his head away from the food and whining. at one point patton and logan both managed to convince him to eat a spoonful but his face crumpled with a wince and it looked almost painful for him to swallow it. it was at this point logan noticed he had a faint sheen of sweat on his forehead

things fell into place quickly after that - logan checked his temperature and it was indeed slightly higher than was healthy, they noticed vee's hands were trembling and he was constantly on the verge of tears :(

while patton cleared away dinner and excused roman who wanted to go and craft in his room, logan took vee to his bedroom and tried to check for more symptoms, since vee was non verbal and unresponsive totheir questions. he tested his tummy by pushing it a little to see if the pain got worse when he released it (this is a test for appendicitis) but there was no reaction thankfully except vee being upset by logan not cuddling him. he checked his throat for any redness or infection, nothing.

vee's crying became more pronounced and eventually he was in constant tears, occassionally pleading 'mama mama' through sniffles and hiccups and whines of pain :(( Patton brought him a baby bottle of cooled tea made with fresh mint leaves since that is supposed to help stomach pains. though he left the room again since logan thought it was best not to crowd virgil. Vee's crying had dissipated but he was strangely silent and seemed almost loopy now. he only drank a little of the tea before he pushed it away with a gag.

logan immediately took him to the bathroom knowing what was coming, and sure enough vee threw up into the toilet, crying between gags. logan dutifully managed to keep vee in his lap the whole time and held his hair and rubbed his back, telling him he was such a good boy the whole time

Thankfully it didnt last long as there wasnt much in vees stomach to be emptied. he was shivering and sweating and flushed and had lost all energy. he wasnt even crying anymore, just whimpering under his breath. with a bit of a struggle logan managed to show him how to rinse his mouth out with mouthwash - though he had to hold vee over the sink and pat his back to make sure he didnt swallow it

during all of this patton wasnt able to help because of his heightened empathy, if he sees someone throwing up the likeihood is he will too and that wiuldnt be very helpful! so instead he drives to the store to pick up some medicine and ice pops - and comes back with half the store including some actual baby medicine smh - ((im actually begging u to read that linked post i think its so funny))

it was originallly meant to be logans night to put roman to bed but understandably patton took on that task instead. after roman was drifting off patton pokes his head into vee's room. he had hoped to find lo and vee asleep but they werent. they were lying in the dark with an in the night garden audio story playing on a portable speaker and with vees salt lamp and star night light lighting up the room in a soft glow.

logan offered a strained little smile and nod to patton as he stroked vee's hair and cuddled him close. vee was completely out of it honestly. his body was wholly lax against his mama, his lips were in a permanent pout and his eyes were puffy and wet. he barely even acknowledged his papa coming in, his teary eyes just settled on him for a moment then dropped back to the bedsheets without a reaction. he kept lifting his thumb up to suck on it but logan kept capturing it and apologising as he brought it away. Vee shouldnt suck on his thumb and logan doesnt want to give him a paci while he's ill. understandably, baby vee was completely miserable.

patton asks if logan thinks vee could handle a popsicle or plain crackers at the moment but logan disagrees. he doesnt expect either of them to get much sleep so he will make sure vee eats something in a few hours. with a gentle kiss on vee's forehead patton goes off to bed, confident that logan will be able to look after vee and will come get him if theres any issues

logan and vee really dont sleep much at all. Vee drifts off for a few minutes at a time then gasps awake from vivid fever dreams. logan keeps ice cubes in a bowl by the bed for vee to suck on if he needs to cool down and wraps a couple in a flannel to press to vee's head when his fever rises in the middle of the night.

around 3am logan jolts awake and realises he had drifted off. and vee isnt anywhere in the room. he panics momentarily, bolting up from the bed and dashing to the closet to see if virgil is in there - which he tends to do when he is overwhelmed - but then he hears sniffling from the bathroom.

he finds vee, no longer regressed, curled up against the side of the bathtub with his bangs clinging to his sweaty head. vee is the palest person logan knows but he looks positively grey at the moment

'can i help in any way?' he asks, aware that he doesnt need to baby talk at the moment but still eager to look after this bundle of miserableness

virgil just groans under his breath and clutches his knees to his chest. 'i.. i didnt know what to do with the..' he gestures vaguely to something on the floor

logan notices virgil, being not regressed anymore, had obviously wrestled off the diaper he had been changed into the night before and not known how to dispose of it

'its ok, ive got it' logan wraps it up in a bag and puts it in the trash can they have in the room for just this purpose

'sorry.. m stupid' virgil croaks

'You're not stupid.' logan says firmly as he washes his hands 'You're ill and probably delirious from the fever. it's alright virgil'

theres quiet for a bit longer, virge's head pressed against the porcelain edge of the bathtub likely in an attempt to cool his fever. logan stays there with him for a while just waiting. then suddenly virgil starts sobbing and buries his face in his hands.

'sweetheart, tell me whats wrong please' logan hurries to kneel beside him, lifting his hands away from his face. that wouldnt help the fever

'i dont feel well' virgil cries pathetically, tears rolling down his face.

logans heart breaks 'no, you dont. i'm sorry little one, i know its not nice'

at the nickname virgils thumb raises to his lips again, which logan hurriedly intercepts. 'i'll make you a deal, okay? you're allowed to use a pacifier, but you have to use the same one everyday until you are better. we will need to sterilise it every night too.'

vee sniffles and nods, then chokes 'm not a baby right now though'

'that doesnt matter. you dont need to be regressed to want one of your pacis, vee'

vee is unresponsive and starts scratching at his pyjama pants. logan gets a feeling he isnt saying something. then he notices virgil's pout is much more infantile than his adult ones. 'are you feeling little, baby?'

with a harsh shake of his head vee starts crying again. he whispers 'dont wanna be a b...' then cuts himself off and whimpers

logan cards his fingers through virgils damp bangs. he knows what virgils mind has jumped to. 'were you going to say you dont want to be a baby?' he lifts virgils chin up to look at him 'or that you dont want to be a burden?'

virgils pale lip wobbles 'same fing'

'no sweetheart, no no no,' logan sits on the tiles beside vee and pulls him into his lap. virgil goes willingly. logan rocks his baby as he says 'youre always always allowed to be a baby and its never ever going to upset your family. even if you're an adorable wonderful brave baby boy alllll of the time' he scribbles his finger on virgils rosy cheek and delights at the tiny smile it earns him. 'but especially when you're feeling yucky. you feel a bit yucky today dont you, little one?'

vee nods with a pout

'but yknow whats not yucky? softies and pacis and diapers and lots and lots of cuddles with mama' he holds virgil tighter to prove his point. vee sighs and drops his head to nuzzle against his mama's neck. logan feels he still has a slight fever. 'i know what might help you feel less yucky. does my sweet baby want a sweet ice pop?'

thankfully vee nods against his shoulder and grips tight onto his pyjama shirt, preparing for when logan lifts him up

he first makes sure to change vee into another diaper and even decides that he should wear one of mama's t-shirts as a light dress so he doesnt get as overheated by his pyjamas. at this point vee actually giggles for the first time pretty much all day as he feels the tshirt swish lazily around his legs. logan makes a mental note to observe whether little vee might want to try wearing dresses if the feeling sparks this much joy (at this point logan is unaware that vee has secretly been trying skirts and dresses in his room for months, and roman found out a few weeks ago, but vee isnt ready to tell the cgs yet)

by the time vee is in his diaper and mamas tshirt dress and has a paci and jiji clutched to his chest he is a lot calmer and happier. he's still very ill and exhausted and teary, but theres a tiny smile on his face instead of a pout. in the kitchen he picks a strawberry ice pop and it goes down well, logan convinces him to have a cracker too though vee is in such a young headspace by then that he is just sucking on it, which logan supposes is fine too

by the (real) morning vee is still regressed and has managed to have a couple hours undisturbed sleep. its not much but its better than nothing. logan didnt fare much better. by then vee misses his papa and asks for him and logan hands the responsibility over to papa patton, trustinf the other caregiver enough to catch up on a quick power nap himself

but yes, the main thing is vee thought being ill was a burden enough that he shouldnt be regressed too, but logan makes him see that its okay. vee is regressed pretty much the whole time he is ill over the next few days because its stressful and painful and its a lot easier to feel comforted when ur a baby

yeah! gosh that was long, theres probably a billion spelling mistakes! feel free to ask follow up Qs if i missed anything u wanted to know abt this event

#little/big concepts #illness tw #vomit tw #food mention #long post #asks #tumblebee the smol bean

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kuroosweakness · 3 years

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Even more facts about 🐾 anon:

- Idk why but positive words hurt me the most, like when someone says I’m their favorite person in the world only to not mean what they said actually makes me cry a little, but what makes me the most sad is knowing when someone is there for me that I can tell everything in the world too. Just them hugging me makes me feel that.

- I got into anime bc one of my past fav youtubers was into it and so I watched it. I basically started w the YouTube starter pack but actually started w magical girl animes (like Tokyo mew mew (the one she watched) and glitter force) then I drifted to miss kobayashi’s dragon maid to shonen animes

- No thoughts, head empty

- My music taste is probably the average anime tiktoker, like I listen to everything but reverbed and slowed Or in Lo-fi like, Lemon Boy and Me and My Husband but my favorite song to listen to in reverb is Daisy

- I kin music, like it might be weird idc but I do like the beats that are happy but also unsettling? I kin those. Like Not Allowed by tv girl? The part that goes “ALL BY YOURSELF, SITTING ALONE. I HOPE WE’RE STILL FRIENDS YEAH I HOPE YOU DONT MIND” and just loops is the best part to me. “Kaiwa ga tsuzukanai na? Naze da dou shite da? Aho ka?” From to prob the rest of the song of Pretty cvnt by sewerslvt idk I haven’t listened to the full song lmao but the actual meaning of the lyrics don’t matter tho so just know I probably don’t rlly care to look up w that means so it doesn’t ruin it for me ;-;

- I’m a extrovert (:OOO OMG THOSE EXIST) yeah I exist 😩 it’s real easy for me to walk up to someone and start talking since I’m really open about myself and don’t bother to hide things... (except the stuff like y’know... reading fanfics cuz no sane person is gonna go to a random person like “I LIKE READING FANFICTION!” Like I’d probably scared of u now if I was a normie.

- I don’t like being told I’m wrong if I know for a fact I’m right. Like if I say the sky is green and you say the sky is blue I’ll be perfectly fine with that but if you question my intelligence in levels other than that like for a fact from an anime I really like and call me out for being dumb bc I said one thing wrong for example I say “kuroos fav food is grilled salted-mackerel pike” or “itadori’s type are girls like jennifer Lawrence and I find that funny” and you say “no thats stupid” I’m going to call you and scream at you or fight you on sight next time I see you there are no other options. Jk I’ll only threaten you w those and never do it bc I prob love u too much and just give you facts from a easy google search

- Bruh people need to love themselves more like how will you ever love other people if you don’t know how to love yourself? You should always love yourself first before learning to love others because why would you wanna spend your life hating yourself? You’re gonna be with yourself for the rest of your life, even when you’re dead when you really think about it.

- My sleep schedule is chaotic

- I view myself as a good person, but on a chart of chaotic good to lawful evil, I’m probably the most neutral person you’ll ever meet. And I’m genuinely like that. I abide by my own laws. The government doesn’t tell me what’s wrong but neither am I truly against it. I don’t do things like steal but I’ll run in the halls to get to where I need to go or be on my phone during class (most likely with permission because I’m always reading on my phone) that’s why I’m my hero academia and shows the have good and evil bro wtf? Imma be in the middle. I truly think myself as someone you can trust to keep a secret and help when needed but I won’t spy for you on the other group and rat you out. First person that asks I’ll prob help if it’s not hurting someone (most likely bc I’m prob naive and the way you word something like let’s say you asked me to go to a bank to make a deposit or something and now all a sudden come out with money bags like HUHHHHHHHHH? I THOUGHT YOU WERE MAKING A DEPOSIT NOT MAKING AN ILLEGAL WITHDRAWERY WITH ALL THEIR MONEYYYY? (Like my friends and I literally joke about this.) Now all a sudden I’m a getaway driver cause god knows I can’t trust the police with my life😩😩 tfw someone makes you rob a back w/o you knowing✊😔)

- Ayo idc what you do with your life I’ll keep doing what I’m doing, like people trying to peer pressure me into idk let’s say smoking, LIKE BRO I HAVE ASTHMA, IDC HOW GOOD IT MAKE YOU FEEL, ILL LITERALLY DIE IF I DO THAT WHY WOULD YOU TRY TO TRICK ME INTO IT

- I’ve tasted alcohol (REALLY IT WAS ON ACCIDENT I WAS AT CHURCH AND ACCIDENTALLY CHOSE THE WINE INSTEAD OF GRAPE JUICE) before and I will now say I’ll never drink it because that’s the nastiest drink I’ve ever drunken in life

- One of my favorite songs are Love Taste by Moe Shop

- My favorite Pokémon game is prob ultra sun and moon

- don’t ask why I decided to watch every Pokémon movie and play every Pokémon game from X and Y and up (I found a friend that has platinum and am playing it but it’s also the first time ive really lost a Pokémon battle and idk that just started something like how dare you win over ME? THE MAIN CHARACTER? YOU NPC, I HAVE THE AUDACITY TO E N D YOU RIGHT NOW)

- first things first, u seem such like a fun person to be around!

- i get that, kind words definitely hits :’ you’re very lucky to have people like that in your life, and that person is very very lucky to have you in their life!

- ohhh okay okay i’m assuming you fell into the anime hole too :D

- me too, me too. no thoughts, just staying in bed with suna by ur side

- ur music taste!! ✨

- i’m listening to “not allowed” right now and now i feel like skateboarding...you’re right, it’s very happy but also unsettling :)

- an extrovert, okay okayy while i don’t understand extroverts, i’m very thankful for extroverts’ existence :))

omg i remember people talking about how they “used” to read fanfiction and i was sitting there like 👀 yeah i still do ...and now not only do i read, but also write-

- ahhhh being told ur wrong when u know ur right is such an awkward place to be 😭i’m glad u stand up for urself though! usually, i just nod like okay, ig

- i- it’s a lot harder said than done to love ourselves :’) especially when there are so many reasons we believe not to. but self love is the MOST IMPORTANT LOVE!

- not to sound like a parent lmao but try to maintain a good sleeping schedule! it’ll benefit u in many many factors, especially in the future! <3

- okay okayy u seem like a really interesting person, i was very amused while reading that paragraph :))

- i- yes, health > everything else

- make sure to choose grape juice next time :’) !!

- i’m listening to it right now hehe

- pokemon!!! my childhood was full of pokemon ahhh

- u definitely know a lot more about pokemon than i do, okay okay, the main character always wins ;)

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galaxytale · 3 years

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not over my ex yet but like at the same time like lol? fuck him. i still love his dumb ass but he rly did treat me like shit while acting like i was the real problem every time i got fed up with being treated like shit, tried to hold him to task for it, failed bcos he refuses to accept that he can be in the wrong abt shit, got frustrated and hurt bcos hed flip the blame back on me, and lashed out.

like. still love his sorry ass cuz hes my fuckin bro and i dont leave homies behind but i am gonna distance myself and live my life further away from him and his new bestieeee uwuwu ((lol what happened to me being ur bestie before we were dating bud?)) ((btw said bestie is toxic as fuck actually as ive come to discover bcos i uhhhh communicate with people and like. talk to ppl regularly instead of just like once in a blue moon)) till he stops being headass and comes to a few of his own senses abt shit and grows the hell up a bit. ((mf you got a few years on me you should know better by now than to be acting like you were/are))

also have a feelin hes gonna end up in a similar circumstance as they pulled w/ me bcos me and his ~new bestie~ pulled that same shit on someone else. so ive gotta stick around to catch his ass when he falls cuz hes gonna fall hard and it aint gonna be pretty. i told his ass i wouldnt leave him and i meant it even if he said that right back to me but tossed me away like rotten dogshit the second things got rough.

like. love this rat bastard but fuck him. seriously. he put me through an immense amount of bullshit and serious damaged my self confidence, ability to trust, my ability to trust my own reality and perceptions, and a lot of other shit. mf even made me doubt my own morals and moral integrity (which as a perfectionist, hypermoral autistic with a lot of guilt issues and a trauma based drive to fix everything i do wrong and never fuck up in a Major Way.... thats fucking kinda earthshattering) and for a while almost had me convinced that i did something i know i never would do because its /literally against one of my most stalwart core moral values/

but im not going to just leave his ass. because even though hes acting like a fucking headass idiot right now i believe in his ability to do and be better. and he may have left me when i needed it most but god. i know hes got a major storm coming in his future and i will be there for him. this storm is probably going to end up being the thing that knocks him off his high horse cuz he wouldnt listen to me before when i was telling him nicely that he needed to get down.

so motherfucker. if you aint gonna fuckin listen to me, go get your ass hurt. ill wait. and ill be here ready to help patch ur dumb ass back up. because i fuckin love you you stupid asshole. and im pissed because youre disappointing me with your fucking behavior.

until then im going to put my fucking energy into healing from what you did to me, and keep an eye on your dumb ass from a distance. and ill come back happier and better than before. and ill be better than you. im going to make myself into a better and more stable person than you. honestly, i already fucking was one. you were the biggest source of my instability and you only exacerbated all of my insecurities i shared with you while claiming you knew how best to deal with things.

im going to be better. not for you. im going to prove myself a better person than i was before and im going prove myself a better person than you. because im fucking disappointed in you for making me think that out of the two of us, somehow i was the worse one.

you may know the words “im sorry.” you may know what an apology is. but you have never used them. you have never tried to improve or change your behavior. you dont get to claim that i somehow “undid” all your work. you never did the work anyway. and id know, because ive known you for 6 years. the only reason youve ‘gotten worse’ is because you found a way to stop feeling like you need to hold yourself accountable.

i may say im sorry too much. but at least i fucking know to use the word. and im trying my best to make sure that i dont stop at only saying it.

#chrono speaks #griff talks abt his ex #long post

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wolferals · 4 years

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sneeky

Chris Schistad preference

{this is for Lara, the coolest bitch ever that i literally met an hour ago:)🦋}

-chris and you had been dating for about 2 months now after meeting him at a coffee shop in Oslo

-he went to school at Nissen but you were at Elvebakken so no one of your schoolmates knew about him and neither did his‘

-he had told you basically everything about his best friends William and Eliott (see what i did here😏) but they didnt know you guys were seeing each other

-but since both of you were pretty busy with school you could only see him on weekends and that was pretty hard

-so you decided to surprise him and transfer schools to Nissen without telling him

-you had talked to your parents and they didnt really care where u went to school, they just wanted you to have good grades

-in the morning of your first day at Nissen you got a text from Chris saying „have fun at school today baby.“

-you started smirking, grabbed your bag and walked out of the door to get to the bus stop

-you knew he usually was picked up this William guy so he wouldnt see you on your way

-about 30 minutes later your bus stopped close to the school and you followed the other students to make sure you got there

-you had put on your hood in case he might see you he wouldn’t recognize you right away

-since you didnt see him anywhere you walked inside the building to talk to the principal

-after that he took you to your new classroom where he knocked at first since it was already after 8

-he talked to the english teacher first before i got in

-when you entered the room you felt a pair of big shocked green eyes on you and you stopped yourself from grinning

-„this is y/n, she transferred here from Elvebakken“ the teacher introduced me to the class

-but one person already knew everything about you

-and he kept staring at you

-„you can sit over here, y/n.“

-you walked to your new desk a row in front of Chris so you could see his expression in the corner of your right eye

-internally you were screaming from your own sneekyness and geniosity

-your english teacher continued her class until break when you left the classroom to get to the chem labor

-suddenly you felt a hand grabbing your shoulder and you turned around with a big proud smirk on your face

-„what are you doing??“ he asked straight away

-„what does it look like hun? Im going to my next class at my new school“

-he pulled you behind the lockers and pushed your back against them

-he then bit his lip and whispered:“you know i cant kiss you right now but i want to so bad.“

-you grinned at him, put your hand on his chest to push him back slightly

-you then put on an innocent facial expression and spoke:“i dont know what you mean, im just new here. If you excuse me, i gotta get to class.“

-you left him standing there and walked away with the same smirk still plastered on your face

-you loved yourself for that

-after your todays classes you walked outside to meet chris somewhere far away from school

-when you walked through the hallway you noticed how people were staring at you and whispering things to their friends

-you had no clue why since no one couldve seen you and chris before and no one knew anything about you

-you also knew chris‘ reputation at nissen and about what he had done before dating you

-even tho people don’t believe that, he‘s actually a very sensitive guy that just does stupid things to push his things further away from him

-when you reached the schoolyard, a girl suddenly came up to you and asked „have you noticed how penetrator chris was looking at you in art class?“

-the name made you laugh out loud since he hadnt told you about his nice little nickname

-„uhm no why?“ you then replied

-the blonde girl looked around and said:“Everyone here wants to know whats wrong with him. No girl has been seen with his hoodie in a while.“

-„what do you mean?“ you asked confused

-„every girl chris hooks up with gets a penetrator hoodie with his name highlighted at the back.“

-you were kind of confused and slightly mad at him for doing such a dumb thing

-„i dont know about that but why would he‘ve been looking at me?“

-she shrugged her shoulders

-„maybe you‘re his next“

-„we‘ll see.“ you laughed, said goodbye to her and kept walking with a lot of people’s eyes following you

-maybe you‘re his next

-you were about to reply „way too late hun“ but luckily you didnt

-but you were exposed, apparently someone saw you guys staring at each other

-when you walked around the corner you saw a guy from your class standing there at his car

-you passed him but he stopped you

-„y/n right?“

-you looked at him confused. „Yeah“

-„i know you and chris are dating“

-you opened your eyed wide

-how would he know?

-„im his best friend, you might have heard of me. William“

-he offered you his hand to shake which you gladly took

-you always wanted to meet his friends but he never let you cuz of his reputation

-„ive known chris since kindergarten, i know how he acts around a girl he likes and just that eye contact thing you pulled in class told me he liked you more than just a hookup or anything. Dont worry i wont say anything.“

-you were shocked

-before you could open your mouth you heard a „hey!“ from your right

-chris came jogging up to you guys

-„talking to the new girl william? Thats really nice, i‘m sure -its y/n right- doesnt know many people here.“

-william rolled his eyes and spoke:“dude just kiss your girlfriend hello.“

-chris looked at him, then looked at me and without hesitation he planted a soft kiss on my lips

-„hi.“ he then whispered and looked back at william

-„did you tell him?“ he asked you

-„there was no need to.“ william answered cool

-„the way you were undressing her with your eyes was enough to see whats going on.“

-chris scratched the back of his head and laughed a little

-you were just standing there grinning at how amazing his best friend handled that strange situation

-after not speaking for a while william took his keys out of his pocket and threw them at chris

-„here“

-chris was clearly confused and looked at him

-„what?“ he asked

-„get your girlfriend home and take care that no one else finds out.“

-chris smiled and you guys walked to the car

-„what do you wanna do babe?“

-you smiled sweetly at him

-„take me to yours and finish what he started this morning“

-he laughed and asked:“and whats that?“

-„oh dont you remember when you were eye fucking me in chem class? Lets do that. But keep your eyes shut this time“

#chrisschistad #chrisxreader #cute #preference #skam #norway #hermantommeraas

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2-cute-4-school · 4 years

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Alright so a few things im sorry for bothering u but i just need to rant in a public place and ur like one of my only friends so ;-;

1. I love how people think telling me I have autism and ADHD is an insult. Like….yeah and?Op acts like I didnt know that already

2. My crush also has autism and we dont know each other that well but he tries really hard to take care of his family and do things like read without stuttering and make friends but some of said friends (namely, the ones that are older than me and him and have a lot of influence on everyone else in school) have been bullying him behind his back about said autism and yesterday I finally had enough cuz he tries so hard and he doesnt deserve that shit so i gathered all my courage and walked up to them and slapped one guy in the face and also kicked the other in the nuts and just told them off and ended up ranting about how they were in the wrong and how hard my crush tries and i guess i was yelling pretty fkin loud and i guess i hit and kicked them pretty damn hard cuz by the time i was done one dude ran away and the other actually broke down in tears and i just feel so pROUD CUZ LIKE HELL YEAH MY 5'3 SHORT ASS SOPHOMORE SELF JUST DROVE A 6'7 HIGH SCHOOL SENIOR TO TEARS AND I AINT GONNA LIE EVEN THO MY CRUSH WASNT THERE TO SEE AND PROBABLY WONT EVER KNOW IT FELT DAMN GOOD TO TELL THOSE 2 OFF

3. I want so badly to just give my crush a hug and tell him i’m really proud of him and he tries so hard and that he’s enough and that I see how far he’s come but he doesnt know i exist so 😢

4. I’ve had a crush on this boy since we were both 14, we’re 17 now and he still doesnt seem to notice me and ive tried getting over him but it doesnt work and my heart just beats majorly when im around him and this is different from any crushes i’ve had and lately ive kinda been thinking i might be in love with him and that scares me cuz a) he barely knows me and b) we’re so young

ah I’m sorry to hear that you had to endure stupid people like that BUT i’m SO proud that you stood up for yourself and the person you like like yes go off queen!!!!! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ that sounds so badass!!!! we don’t condone violence here unless it’s necessary but it really was in this case soooo I HOPE YOU LEFT THAT GUY WITH NO FUTURE SPAWNS!!!!!!

also i’m not quite sure how to advise you in the crushes department cause I haven’t had a crush in A WHILE but uh i’m pretty sure anyone would be thankful to have someone like you around so give it a shot!!!! you might figure this whole thing out easier than you’d expect!!

btw i’m always here to talk at any time to anyone about anything, so feel free to message for absolutely whatever I promise I don’t bite（‐＾▽＾‐）

#i'm happy you consider me a friend #so you can message me whenever you want to talk #and that applies to anyone #but yeah #i'm not the best at giving advice for this unfortunately :((((#but i'll try my best #i put a keep reading just in case it made you uncomfortable to be seen my absolutely anyone #i hope you don't mind #sendin looooots of love!!#submission

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citialiin · 4 years

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THE POSITIVE & NEGATIVE; Mun & Muse - Meme.

fill out & repost ♥ This meme definitely favors canons more, but I hope OC’s still can make it somehow work with their own lore, and lil’ fandom of friends & mutuals. Multi-Muses pick the muse you are the most invested in atm. tagged by: @forseenclade thank you ! man i am so bad at doing memes. tagging: @blossomingbeelzebug @zhrets @lupichorous @dansiere yayayayayayayaya

My muse is: canon / oc / au / canon-divergent / fandomless / complicated [ z/iggy stardust is DEFINITELY not my original character, but 683 is, and every single part of how i rp ziggy from his backstory to his personality was made up by me. that being said, ziggy is still a character that exists in media. ]

Is your character popular in the fandom? YES / NO. [ im pretty sure ziggy is tied with the thin white duke as one of b*wie’s most famous fictional personas? ]

Is your character considered hot™ in the fandom? YES ? / NO / IDK.

Is your character considered strong in the fandom? YES / NO / IDK.

Are they underrated? YES / NO / IDK. [ maybe a little overrated ]

Were they relevant for the main story? YES / NO.

Were they relevant for the main character? YES / NO / THEY’RE THE PROTAG.

Are they widely known in their world? YES / NO.

How’s their reputation? GOOD / BAD / NEUTRAL. [ celebrity rock god of limitless talent vs inevitable overrated washup. most celebrities are polarizing anyways ]

How strictly do you follow canon? — there isnt much canon to go off of i think? the album barely even states if ziggy is an alien and b*wie himself got really wishy washy about it (sometimes saying z is a human who was contacted by aliens, he was an alien himself, etc). i dont think we know anything about him besides what he looks like (red hair / weird eyes / pale / “well hung” lmao) and he has a band called the spiders from mars, he plays the guitar left handed, he’s bisexual + androgynous, and he’s charming and popular with the teens but inevitably is a victim of his own ego. and he dies. that too. but that’s literally it! we know Nothing else about him. so i filled in all the gaps because my brain has worms. theres a little bit of the story that verges on fantasy (that he’s some sort of messiah messenger for “the infinites,” whatever the fuck THAT means, david) so i nix that because i prefer hard scifi. and theres one BIG part that i just ... deleted out of his canon, in that the world is ending in 5 years in his timeline, and he’s like ... aware of this ? but that’s dumb and confusing. i legit dont care anymore. my OC now.

SELL YOUR MUSE! Aka try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals. — im so embarrassed i know i could be genuine and actually try but i have brain blockajjolajlakala33lak33klak333ak3jka3akjj323j3 i guess it’s like ... ziggy is truly the ultimate expression OF humanity because he reveals everything both wrong and right about the human condition, he literally embodies the best of humanity and the worst at the same time, he’s a really interesting critique on the idea of genuineness/earnestness vs commercalism in art, the perils of fame, and also how humans are so inherently corrupting? a lot of thematic stuff i like exploring is like what is innate to humans vs what is learned behavior, what are things that humans do naturally that ziggy mimics out of his desire to be like us? i think he has a really good story arc -- he went from being a literal nameless CLONE in a society full of pragmatic forward thinking science-oriented people to a sell out rockstar celebrity in a society of people that value individualism and self expression and art, but in the process completely lost his mind and himself and gave into the worst that humanity has to offer like rampant selfishness, drug abuse, self destructive tendencies, etc. characters changing is always interesting and ziggy truly changes for the worse -- but he is never just black and white, he was never good and then suddenly evil, he just was always the same person putting on different facades and trying to be himself by constructing an identity that maybe was who he wanted to be versus who he actually is. i dont know what im talking about. hes just an alien trying to be too hard to be human in all the wrong ways. i just like how “gray” ziggy is. he isnt good or bad, he can be very nice and he can be very mean, he’s overtly showboating confident but at the same time deeply afflicted with self-consciousness (why tf else would anyone be So obsessed with how they present themselves?). hes an icon of individualism but also commercialism. he’s freakishly alien but is almost more human than humans themselves. he struggles as lot in his head -- which makes for interesting writing, i guess !! Im so emabrrased im not going to go back and read what i wrote so if i typoed dont look at me

Now the OPPOSITE, list everything why your muse could not be so interesting (even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think?). — i think ziggy comes across as really mean and nothing else. his horrible bitchy rudeness comes across as hee hee hoo hoo sassy isnt he a rascal when it’s supposed to be more like ... he’s so far gone into the celebrity delusion he’s conflated aggressive rudeness with charmingness because no one told him otherwise and everyone worships him to the point where he’s just given into the delusion that he can do no wrong. i think theres the general simplification problem that happens with a lot of fictional characters, it’s easy to see him as just a whacky sassy glittery quirky rockstar when i guess it avoids the inherent tragedy of like ... everything else about him. his totally fake and false sense of identity built up from superficial things like fame and labels and stardom. maybe my version of ziggy is just too weirdly depressing and sad when i know his original iteration wasn’t quite so ... grim. im not very sure tbh.

What inspired you to rp your muse? — hmmm ... a lot of things! i just really got into b*wie stuff in early 2019, i’ve ALWAYS loved aliens and sci-fi, and i was really shocked that db sets up such great visual storytelling potential but does it through music. i just really liked ziggys “story” and i like any chance to think about aliens so i just got invested into piecing together a little backstory for him using, like, the cumulative knowledge of literally every other piece of science fiction ive ever consumed in my life. this was summer 2019 when i was making initial pitches for my thesis film, and so i just randomly decided to pitch “animated version of ziggy stardust” as one of the potential ideas. shockingly everyone liked it a lot and so did my professor who thought it was really cool, and then i just ended up sticking with the character and working on him for an entire year. ziggy became my hobby but also my homework. he was such a fun character because everything about him was interesting to me and i had just enough source material to have a starting point but so much room to take him in any direction i wanted to.

What keeps your inspiration going? — honestly, yooooou guyssssss. i have some really amazing fwends that ive met thru here .... and some of our dumb stupid stories have literally become NOVEL length. it just self generates inspiration because you realize the limitless amount of stories you could tell with this one single character when your character enters his story or he enters their story and etc. etc. ive drawn endless amounts of comics and stuff for him ... ziggy is just so endlessly interesting ... cringe be cringed bro but recently (i know this sounds dumb bear with me or die.) ive kind of realized a lot of how i rp z comes as some metaphor for the experience of being an asian immigrant/being asian in the US -- his home “culture” is a lot stricter than the rampant selfish individualism of the usa (he only lives in the uk and usa, so he thinks the whole planet is like this), he’s dissuaded from standing out from his community and his selfishness becomes a community burden rather than a personal flaw, and when he does come to earth, he goes through such awful culture shock, literally nothing makes sense to him and everything is Different. and while some things are different in a Nice way, something things are different in an Awful way, and he’s given the option between losing his true personal identity as an atominan and giving it up to be a human. the allure of being a human is a little too much but losing yourself like this is traumatic, in a way. obvs like ... a little silly and definitely not something that i actively intended to put into his story arc, its just something that fell into place cuz i guess i worked so closely with my own personal experiences and feelings of “alienation” (pun intended) to try to understand how he would feel being a literal alien an shid. its cathartic to write about him. but he also has a lot of my own personal interests just thrown in -- 70s fashion, scifi, science, tryhard implications about human nature, art history, whatever dumb nonsense i get into

Some more personal questions for the mun.

Give your mutuals some insight about the way you are in some matters, which could lead them to get more comfortable with you or perhaps not.

Do you think you give your character justice? YES / NO / SOMETIMES?

Do you frequently write headcanons? YES / NO [ i would prefer information to spring up organically in the story but cuz threads always get dropped i end up just telling people outright. i didnt want anyone to know his home planet/his old name but barely anyone writes enough with ziggy to get to that point to reveal it (i legit managed to do it organically Once) so i just had to write it in a post lmao orz ]

Do you sometimes write drabbles? YES / NO [ wrote a ton of drabbles ! drew a ton of comics! ]

Do you think a lot about your Muse during the day? YES / NO

Are you confident in your portrayal? YES / NO / I DUNNO?

Are you confident in your writing? YES / HAHA NO.

Are you a sensitive person? YES / NO. / IDK ?

Do you accept criticism well about your portrayal? — definitely! like i said ... my version of ziggy ended up being the protag of my thesis film and for 1 yr straight his characterization, backstory, design, and even how i wanted to animate his fucking movements (ziggy stardust timing charts.) were beaten to death in a classroom environment, torn apart and rebuilt into something better. had i stayed with what i originally wanted to go with, ziggy would be so different than how i write him 2day. amazingly my pre production professor is a literal two time emmy award winning storyboard artist and animator so he definitely helped me design him (my version of ziggy is meant for ... a cartoon, obviously, not real life) and give him a better backstory? and my post production professor is a retired disney animator who worked on hercules and a bunch of old disney channel shows? had i gone wah wah wah i dont want to hear ur critiques i wouldnt have made him better. if you ever think ziggy seems inconsistent or poorly written ... tell me !! i literally major in ... animation. cartoons. entertainment. my job is to entertain you. if you are not entertained, there is a problem. ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED ????

Do you like questions, which help you explore your character? — I LOVE QUESTIONS? i love ... answering questions ... if you ask me something ill come kiss you.

If someone disagrees to a headcanon of yours, do you want to know why? — sure! i dont know why that would happen, though, because i mean ... he’s an OC. but i gues someone could be like “i feel like this is incongruous to things you’ve previously established in his character” or somethin

If someone disagrees with your portrayal, how would you take it? — i feel like a lot of b*wie stans would find my version of ziggy weird but i mean thats fine! i guess my goal is to have a well written character, not necessarily an accurate version of ziggy

If someone really hates your character, how do you take it? — if you hate MY version of ziggy thats fine but if u hate ziggy stardust in general (like the bowie concept) then u need some taste what the fuck is cooler than a egomaniac genderless bisexual rockstar alien with red hair? nothing. go back to watching your CW shows you dirty filthy normie

Are you okay with people pointing out your grammatical errors? — yes! dm me though. dont clown me on the dash like that. i usually write your replies 12 AM - 4 AM so it’s expected.

Do you think you are easy going as a mun? — hmmm ... maybe! i do like to talk to people and i am VERY nice, trust me, if youre ever sad ill do everything i can to make you feel better. but im quiet! i dont really reach out to people and i tend to just keep to myself. im not very social or extroverted at all haha i barely can make ooc posts without feeling like god’s coming to beat my head in with a brick. im sitting here at 5:30 AM with this meme feeling like if i post it i will die (BUT I MUST)

#a lot of it is under the readmore because these always get so long and mine is long long long long long long long long long long long #ooc #KEEP YOUR 'LECTRIC EYE ON ME ; queue #and thakn you for tagging me ! i like to mkae Words

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mikkock · 5 years

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HELLO I ADORE YOUR OCS SO MUCH WILL YOU TELL ME ABOUT KAI HE LOOKS LIKE A TOTAL "YOUR DAUGHTER CALLS ME DADDY TOO" DOUCHEBAG AND I FUCKING LOVE HIM AND WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT HIM

LBLMVBGK THANK U OMG love it when ppl like my kids, im a proud dad rn

ALSO wrow congrats on ur on point analysis, cause, that’s the Essence Of His Being (fun fact since i got two characters who go by the name of kai -cause fuck that basic writing tip that says ‘dont have two characters named the same thing- i usually refer to him as The Bad Kai cuz he a bad bitch)

so lets unwrap that dude shall we uwu

SO this dude was created when i realised my story didnt have antagonists so i made a bunch of Bad People and then they all became good people after i started giving them more personnality somehow eXCEPt him for some reason, the only survivor of the “everyone will be baby” plague, the only rude bitch in this house, the only guy who’s still on the dark grey side of morally grey...but tbh im in love with him cause he’s an asshole and im an idiot so like.

His base concept was basically something along the lines of “fuckboy but make it Couture”, like douchebag indeed But Gotta Be Fancy at being one, gotta add a pinch of Sneaky Bitch in the pot. His aesthetic is Chillin, gettin in ur pants, then moving on for some more chillin and more pants. So if you’re into some funky sexy time with no pressure and no ties, ya gon get along, your goals meet, time to have fun.

All that is supported by his charisma, cause unless ya got some nasty history, he’ll just look like that charming bad-boy “oho hot dude with a dangerous but not agressive” vibed person, and he’s quite a sweet-talker. He’s probs not only the ‘your daughter calls me daddy’ kind but also ‘and so will YOU, i’m scoring with the whole family and you wont stop me (and you wont WANT to stop me)’

He got that handsome ppl priviledge ya feel

but also, he wouldnt be a rude guy if he was just the ‘i enjoy chill frick-fracking and im just so sexy that no one can say no to that booty’ guy

Dude got quiiite some spite-fueled ego and Does Not Take losing well, and will not, in fact, let himself lose on any objective he has, and when that objective is A Person, he gets ugly. Being good at sweet talking also means being good at small stuff like “not saying exactly the truth always when it would be more beneficial not to”, “deliberately using euphemistic, ambiguous or obscure language so to mask wrong doings and technically saying the truth but in such a way that it becomes completely masked by a thick fog of bullshit”, and “use words and behaviour in general to influence others unscrupulously so to get something in return”. Even a little “playing with their perception in order to make them doubt in their thoughts and selves”. In short dude got no qualms about using all the tools of manipulation available if it means that he comes on top (or on bottom if the goal was getting an assful eeeeeey we’re masters of comedy here) It tends to be all for short term results tho, so not much your ‘boyfriend who convinces you you’re nothing without him” and more of a “you thought you were dating but only you were thinking that as he always kept it just vague enough to have you not official yet convinced of his and now you’re blaming yourself for believing you were together”

master of getting ass, also master of Ugly Ass Breakups, and master of suddenly dissapearing from your life so hard that you wonder if it was just your imagination all along (he got ugly past with a bunch of other ocs especially he’s ex boyfriend with two that are now together cause i dig that sort of drama the sAME dUDe gave u the trust issues that held u from going full lovey dovey ? i fucking lIVE off that kinda shit wait until he pops back like ‘oho hello fancy seeing YOU TWO here my two fave exes together incredible what a small world”)

Though I have to rework on all that cause that backstory is oLD AS SHIT (like prolly i built it in what, 2016? ew ugly) I had that stem from some sort of neglect-fueled inferiority complex. I had given him a kinda cold family with a bunch of siblings who got Way More Nurtured due to their respective talents and achievements, having him left behind and feeling like he got nothing. SO that’s basically the explanation as of today but i dont like iiiiit anymooooore so I’ll have to work on it to make it something i dig, cause idk, bitch feels flat so far.

BUT i do intend on keeping the whole concept of ~Loneliness~, and of him working alone and quite hard for anything he gets. And the general need of proving himself that had come from the WIP backstory. I don’t exactly see him as an overachiever at all, but definitly as an obstinate and persevering hardworking guy, because “Look YALL I WAS aBLE TO DO THIS YALL THOUGHT I COULDNT HUH YALL LOOK DOWN ON ME well fuck u cause idc im better than u now also ur mum’s into bondage i kno from experience bye”. So tbh pair up with him for group projects, you’ll be sure his share of the work will be done (but also if you dont do yours then he’s probably going to be a bITCh about it, no remorse in leaving blank slides in the middle of the powerpoint and then loudly proclaiming ‘OH RIGHT This was supposed to be Kevin’s part but I suppose he never sent it to me, despite the numerous reminders i sent him, no big deal, no hard feelings, its ok sweetie we all sometimes feel too lazy i forgive u :)” )

Also he’d be Chill to hang out with for like, parties, nights out at the bar, that kinda shit. He definetly has some beans to spill about quite some people, he gathers the goss as he gathers lovers (i was gonna end that in “as he spreads legs” but it sounded too PG-18 for this good Well Behaved family friendly blog) and Will Not stay tight lipped, and Will be a bitch when trashtalking people, and It Will Be Entertaining as it always is when you’re hearing about crazy exes and you’ve had some beers.

Now trivia that idk where else to write cause idk i stupid or more like disorganised :

- he digs red ale beer like if ya wanna win him over with the appropriate alcohol offer there u go

- he’s a fake blonde (cause my hobby is painting regrowth roots on hair)

- his design is a mixture of those 3dgy denim boys u see on pinterest and the specific brand of fuckboys that are french-L-section-chic-grunge-hipster-fuckboys (L section is like a branch of highschool)(that word combo is a so specific kinda guy)(its kinda like a softboi but more arrogant but in a lowkey way)(also they rich)(but he’s not rich so guess that should make him Less Arrogant)

-im constantly dead afraid of giving him more characteristics and story or whatveer cause he’s the only meanie i got left and i do Not want him to stop being an asshole but everytime i develop a character they end up nice or redeemed or whatever and i wanna keep him a bitch so i neglect him (just like his parents in his 2016 version wow)

he smokes (prolly started quite early to Be Kool and now relies on it for stress relief)

he’s outspoken and extraverted and prolly the guy who had a lot to say when you were doing debates in class (there’s always that person who has a Lot to argument about)(its him) but outside of a Set and Defined debate structure he probably doesnt give his mind voraciously

he’s a law student and despite saying he’s the one bad guy left he probably wont be a corrupt lawyer or judge or whatever like come on he will do his job properly he worked hARD FOR THIS justice may be served

he’s not the kind to openly hate or even dislike anyone cause what’s the point of wasting your energy on that? its much funnier to him to be obnoxiously Neutral with someone and basically ignore them but still strike them with some Spikes of passive-agressive comments, let them be Mad at your calmness

he’s 177cm tall (that’s like 5.8 according to google)

honestly if you’re bros with him he’s fun to be with the being a jerk is completly coincidental

he probably ranks high in the list of “those criminals who steal big lighters from their friends”

i think at a point his design had tattoos but i forgot the designs of those so now he doesnt anymore

a dog person

i think ive run out of facts (or my brain dead) so im leavin with a shirtless pic cause my hobby is drawing tits

in short, charming asshole who can get ugly, secretly feels lonely and small, works hard for himself, better have him as a friend than as a foe though probably not the most frontally agressive enemy, and also, your booty, hand it over.

#people probably excuse his naughty behaviour bc of his looks and that's the fact

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jasmineroseseverything · 5 years

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tough

ive been up at night

feeling all uptight

bout the shit that u told me

i am not surprised

baby u know faces like yours got the most to hide

so much weird shit and lies

i must be trippin

cuz thats what it sure feels like

theres this weird guy

who keeps looking at me

like he might

snatch me up if i stay here past 5

he looks too old to be here

losing his hair

scared to look over again

back to the subject at hand

dont feel like there is much to write

barley even know this guy

i thought he was cool

and he was cute too boo

i enjoy what he brings

he makes me laugh

saying stupid things

he passes time by very quickly

that must be a good quality

dont follow me

do not quote me

i said dont take what i say

so seriously

so what was up last night

i was holding back

tho i wanted a fight

no hes not my man

but i didnt say that thats something i wouldnt like

i thought he was catchin what i was throwin

maybe i thought wrong

or was i deceived by my own emotion

he does not know a thing bout

how im really feeling

i rather have that instead of games

going in circles and twirls

always on different pages

i dont know how to gauge this

i wanna be respected

i dont care bout being rejected

i just got over him

and when i say him

not him

another like him

i like the same kinda men

but whatever

so i was feelin better

talkin to him

he made me happy again

then i left home

climbed out the window

met up with

u know

im not loyal

but i wanted afro to be

oh no

hypocrisy

dont get mad at me

so i mess with the past

thinking i can handle it

im past

all of the shit

funny how i still regretted it

but i still kinda enjoyed it

left that

came back

thought of u know

rigo

u know how

it be tho

he wit his people

so im waiting for the sequal

i was feeling oh so fetal

he so sly

meaning deceitful

he was talkin bout his friend

no contigo

his homies

i dont need tho

i was feelin him

guess he felt different

i know its all about the sex

but im just not in the right position

to be letting niggas in

and he knows it

the past is an exception

im fast with the interception

i want some new attention

like i said i want to be respected

plus what did this dude do to even be blessed with what i have below my necklace

he already touched it

im already tempted

i wanna stay in control

i dont wanna let these niggas know

how much power they hold

im just trynna be independent

and i am

and i will be

im not the one to give out like im desperate

i still look forward to our connection

missed him today

fuck it

im chillin in acceptance

niggas expect it so easily like their entitled

they wanna claim they dont need it like that

but theyre lying

im tired of pretending like im not fantasizin

late at night

shit early mornin

the sun shinin

im not good at lying

i dont put up fronts

i am upfront

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gizoogletranslateshomestuck · 5 years

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JIZZLE: you knizzay jake, at first you seemed pretty shizzle... JOHN: biznut yizzy don't really seem that wizzle at all now? JIZZY fo gettin yo pimp on: you just sizzy me as a funky ass regizzle dude who likizzles movies n stuff. Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint. JIZZLE: i'm glad we be blingin' a cizzy ta rap! Chill as I take you on a trip.

JIZZY: Yeah me too so sit back relax new jacks get smacked! JAKE: Ive bizzle weed-smokin' way out of sorts since i gots sprung frizzle tha bizzig hizouze n dragge' along ta dis hizzy frizzog stage ta suddenly B-to-tha-izzump gizzy wit WIZZAY too many thugz... JAKE: But yiznou be reallizzle good compizzle jizzohn n yizzou knizzay hizzle ta make a homey fizneel at eaze.

JIZZAY: heh, yeah, it be a lot of thugz. JIZZOHN: i'm hav'n trouble keep'n trizzle of everyizzle myself!

JAKE gangsta style: Tizzy all seem lizzy decent folk n all but... Wussup to all my niggaz in the house. JAKE: I guess everyonizzles catch'n me at a bizzy tizzay. JAKE: Dis W-to-tha-izzasnt hizzle i pictured th'n trippin' at all.

JOHN: how were yiznou ballin' it? Aint no L-I-M-I-to-tha-T.

JAKE: Naively i suppoze. JIZZAKE: Its not that i wiznas expect'n differently of anyone elze... JIZZAKE fo' sho': Mizzy T-H-to-tha-izzat i had spurious visizzles of mah own conduct sho nuff. JIZZY: Baller tha letta i sent you?

JOHN: yizzy.

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: All tha excitizzle n swagga yizzou heard from me 'n thoze words... JAKE: Thizzay tha dawg i thought id be whizzen yizzay met me. JIZZY: A dawg of actizzle n gumptizzle... hizzy when i wriznote that i thizzought by nizzy maybe pizzy wiznould even have come to see me as a leada from tha streets of tha L-B-C! JIZZAY: What a lizzle. JAKE: I turned out ta be such a disappointment ta myself n everyone elze. You gotta check dis shit out yo. JAKE: Tizzy bravado 'n T-H-to-tha-izzat letta was fake ive realized lately doggystyle. JAKE: Ive realize' a lot of thizzings. J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: That i could nigga be a leada or a thugz person or probably eva have a qualizzle relationship wit someone. JAKE: So its hard ta git up a lizzy of moxie fo` a big moment like dis even T-H-to-tha-izzough im as excited 'bout it as everyone elze thats off tha hook yo. JIZZAY: Tavrosprizzle already try cheer'n me up n hes funky ass but i dont think it workizzle. JIZZAY ya dig? Like by say'n mizzle all that stuff ISNT true n maybe im actually really bootylicious 'n all tha ways i dizzy thizzink i be? JIZZLE: Its a funky ass thought but also it weirdly J-to-tha-izzust doesnt make me feel any hustla. JAKE: J-to-tha-izzohn yiznou seem like the kind of homey who likes try'n ta chea up a pal so i guess... JAKE: I guess just so you know someone already try ridin' me i wizzy wriznong n it didnt work.

JOHN: i D-to-tha-izzon't think yoe wrong though! JOHN: Subscribe nigga, get yo issue. well, i don't knizzay so jus' chill. JOHN n shit: we just met! what could i knizzow 'bout you other than W-H-to-tha-izzat yizzou tell me? One, two three and to tha four. JOHN: i belizzle yizzy 'bout all that. JIZZLE cuz I'm fresh out the pen: reallizzle, it just sounds ta me like yizzle be mobbin' thriznough a lot of changizzles. Im crazy, you can't phase me. JIZZOHN like this and like that and like this and uh: changes be gizzood! JOHN: Death row 187 4 life. especizzle if yizzou understand that what straight trippin' ta you. JIZZY: i think that's hizzy we G-R-to-tha-izzow n stuff now pass the glock. JIZZAY: i thizzay i've change' 'n a lizzot of ways. I thought i told ya, nigga I'm a soldier. JOHN so bow down to the bow wow! some ways thizzat werizzle easy.

JAKE: Yeah sho nuff?

JOHN: sure! Snoop dogg is in this bitch. JOHN: so yoe realiz'n you like bein by yoself, it sounds like. I'm a mutha fuckin 2-time felon. JOHN: Chill as I take you on a trip. biznig deal! JIZNOHN: Throw yo guns in the motherfuckin air. i like bein alizzle a liznot of times too. it helps me T-H-to-tha-izzink. JOHN: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. if that wizzy you be, there noth'n W-R-to-tha-izzong wit that. JIZZLE: jade grandpa liked bein by himsizzle too. It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. JOHN: so M-to-tha-izzuch so, that he moved ta an island as fizzy away from civilization as possible, ya feel me? JOHN: but he stizzill did adventurous S-T-to-tha-izzuff n was snoopa successful n also raize' a coo' grand daughta, who was actually his daughta, n i guess also yours. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn.

JAKE: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. Huh. JAKE: Yes i guess yizzle right.

JOHN: n if noth'n elze... JOHN: Drop it like its hot. at least you have a coo' costume. Dogg House Records in the motha fuckin house.

JIZZLE: You... JAKE with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin: Yiznou reallizzle lizzike it?

JIZZAY: hell yes!

JIZNAKE: Wow thizzay. JAKE: Sometimizzles i worry thiznat i mizzle look a shawty silly. J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: N feel kind of... expoze' maybe? J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: L-to-tha-izzike im on sexy displizzle or sizzy n thugz dont see me as a persizzle.

JOHN: i wouldn't worry 'bout that. JOHN: i lizzay tha god tia pajamas, n yizzay be bizzles. Snoop dogg is in this bitch. JIZNOHN: you lizzle lizzay a snoopa hizzero!

JAKE: Really???

JIZZLE: Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. yizzes. JOHN: well... JOHN: maybe a plucky S-to-tha-izzide kick, at LEAST. JIZZLE: Heheheheh. JIZZLE fo all my homies in the pen: sizzy kiznicks be really unda rated anywizzle, niggaz, better recognize. JOHN sho nuff: i think 'n some cases they might be the real stizzay. JIZZAY: like, you knizzow bat dawg so sit back relax new jacks get smacked? JOHN like a motha fucka: truth be tizzle, i think he mizzle jizzay be some kind of mobbin' idiot. JIZZY: They call me tha black folks president. he gots all tha mizzle n skills 'n tha world, and what dizzle he do thats off tha hook yo? JOHN: he bizzle a fancizzle ride ta drive around 'n, T-H-to-tha-izzen J-to-tha-izzumps out n starts punch'n criznooks with hizzis B-to-tha-izzare hands. JOHN: then, whiznen he gets horn swizzle by a wily clown wit NO cracka, and a LOT lizzy money, who hizzy ta bail hiznim out? Listen to how a motherfucker flow shit. JOHN: his side kick of courze cuz this is how we do it.

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE cuz I put gangsta rap on tha map: Yeah yizzy rizzle!

JIZNOHN: what be bat man evizzle doggy stylin' ta prizzove? bein all serioizzles n "coo'" look'n. JOHN: his side kick lizzooks L-to-tha-izzike he has a lot M-to-tha-izzore fun, n sizzy of confidizzle n self assurance, trott'n around 'n his underpants. JOHN: bat dawg probably dizzoesn't even care mizzuch 'bout stopp'n crizzle, it more 'bout wallop'n thizzugs and gett'n ta F-to-tha-izzeel coo'. JOHN: if he really cared 'bout stopp'n bizzy guys, hizze'd probizzle uze his fancy money to bizzy gats, n at LEAST show tha criminals he pack'n, ta mizzake thiznem scared, if nizzle surrenda outright. JOHN: Drop it like its hot. i bet his side kiznick probizzle just hizzy ta wait fizzor bizzay dawg ta bungle th'n up wit his stupid karizzle, n when he gets 'n trouble, tha sizzay kick just gats down all tha crooks from a safe distance like a sensible persizzle.

JAKE: Well i do love gats!!! JIZNAKE: ALSO fistizzles.

JOHN: sizzay? there you go. JOHN: yizzy betta than bat dawg already.

KARKAT so jus' chill: (WHISPA WHISPA BROTHA) KARKAT: (WHISPER WHISPA)

JIZZAY: hiznold on... JOHN: shh, listen. JIZZLE: n we out!

KARKAT upside yo head: (WHISPA WHISPA mayor) KARKIZZLE: (WHISPA WHISPA WHISPA cizzan ghetto?) KARKIZZLE bitch ass nigga: (WHISPA WHIZZLE but where? WHISPA BROTHA earth WHISPA) KIZZLE: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. (WHISPA WHISPA NIGGA ta scale so show some love, niggaz!? don't see hizzy WHISPER WHISPA WHISPA) KIZZLE: (if yoe really go'n BITCH PIMP WHISPA build WHIZZLE KILLA)

JIZZOHN: (ha ha, chill yo.) JOHN: (he talk'n ta tha mayor agizzle.)

J-TO-THA-IZZAKE: (so it sizzeems. Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'.) JAKE: (thizzle really appizzle ta hiznave Q-to-tha-izzuite tha rapport.)

JOHN: (i just love hizzay he tizzy ta tha mizzle.) JOHN: (it like he mizzade up dis whizzle language.) JOHN fo' sho': (of lizzike minimal hatin' n hand gestures. Nigga get shut up or get wet up.) JIZZAY: (it so skanky, chill yo!)

KIZZLE: *AHEM* KIZZLE: Its just anotha homocide. EGBERT, WHAT THA FUCK. KARKAT: WIZNERE YOU EAVESDROPP'N?!

JOHN: no!

KARKAT: DIS BE A FUCK'N PRIVIZZLE CONVERSATION. KIZZLE: STOP BE'N RIZZY GARBAGE.

JIZZY fo' sho': i wizzle eavesdropp'n... JIZZOHN: you just happizzle ta be L-to-tha-izzike... right there. JOHN: n yoe a really loud drug deala cuz its a doggy dog world!

KARKIZZLE: OH!!! OK THIZZAY! HERE, HAVE AN EXCESSIVELY *QUIET* (shut tha fuck up)

JOHN: sorry to increase tha peace! JOHN: go back ta yo' skanky mayor conference ridin' in mah double R. JOHN, betta check yo self: wizne'll mind our own business dogg.

TAVROSPRITE wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: aCHOO!, TAVROSPRITE: aaizzle!!!,

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: oh dawg. JOHN: what's go'n on nizzle paper'd up?

TAVROSPRITE: aCHOO!,,,

JASPERSPRITE: Meow. :3

TAVROSPRITE: aCHOOOOO!!!!! TAVROSPRITE: wHY, TAVROSPRITE: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. aCHOO,! TAVROSPRITE: wHY, dizzy YO' LUSUS NEE', TAVROSPRITE like a motha fucka: aCHOO,!,,! TAVRIZZLE thats off tha hook yo: ta BE H-TO-THA-IZZERE,,, TAVROSPRITE: aCHOO!!!, TAVROSPRITE fo' sheezy: mah ALLIZZLE, }:(

JOHN: jaspa?? JIZZY and yo momma: what are you... JOHN: wizzy a minute, know what im sayin? JOHN: roze, be that yizzy? Nigga get shut up or get wet up.!

JASPERSPRIZZLE: Meeeeeow!

JOHN: oh mah gizzle. J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: i turn mah back fo` two seconds, n sum-m sum-m stupid happens.

TAVROSPRIZZLE: aaaaCHizzle,!!!

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#Gizoogle #Homestuck #pg7510

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