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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 7 months

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i’ll relearn love at our kitchen table ; satoru gojo

synopsis; satoru doesn’t quite know what love is supposed to feel like. but if it means coming home to you, it can’t possibly be that much of a curse.

word count; 4.9k

contents; satoru gojo/reader, gn!reader, satoru gojo vs. the mortifying ordeal of being loved, fluff fluff fluff!!, a hint of angst if you reeeaallyyy squint, gojo’s pov, the babygirlification of satoru gojo, i just think being babied would fix him <33

a/n; i wanted to write something for suguru or shoko but this man is genuinely holding my brain hostage atp so more satoru fluff it is!! physically i could write gojo angst yes but emotionally? imagine the toll…

when satoru steps over the threshold to your apartment, he’s downright exhausted.

it’s a heavy kind of fatigue, a little sickening. the kind that seems to sneak its way into his bones, crawl its way under his skin. dragging him down, down, down.

a yawn slips from his lips.

the mission itself wasn’t too tough — anything is a breeze for satoru gojo, that fact needs no elaboration. this one was just a little more taxing than usual, slightly more important, which meant he had to deal with the technicalities of it all. had to listen to the elders go on and on about the importance of discretion, about finishing things swiftly and efficiently, and something else he didn’t stick around long enough to hear.

and the curse? a small fry, really. nothing worth fussing over. but it was annoying, with that irritatingly effective barrier technique. how long did he have to stay inside that goddamn veil before it let him get close enough to land a hit?

satoru doesn’t want to think about it, can’t be bothered to figure it out when all he wants is to collapse into the warm comfort of a soft mattress. all he knows is that when it finally lifted, the night sky was the only thing he could see. a vacuum of stars — taunting in its perpetuity.

so, with all that being said; to say satoru feels a little worn out might be a bit of an understatement.

hair slightly tousled, eyelids heavy with sleep-deprivation, he slumps against the wall and allows himself to simply breathe. a soft groan flows from his parted lips as he stretches idly, a small respite for his stiff and achy joints, his tired muscles.

it’s been a long day. but satoru still finds it in him to exhale a relieved breath, to drag his blindfold down to his neck and kick off his shoes.

because it’s been a long, long day — but now he’s finally home.

(not just a house, not just an apartment, but a home. a place of comfort and belonging. satoru didn’t think that was a luxury he would ever be able to afford.)

the moment he lets the door close behind him, a particular scent greets him. soothing in its familiarity, the only thing in his life that never seems to change; a blend between fresh laundry, and watered houseplants, and something that smells a bit like honey. maybe even sweeter than usual, though satoru chalks that up to his mind playing tricks on him.

it’s nice. so nice. coming back to something warm and real, a respite from his hectic work. a safe haven, of sorts, one that hasn’t been taken from him just yet.

satoru likes to think of your front door as a threshold between realms, a gap between within and without. one is dark in its saturation, plagued by that never-fading smell of iron, while the other is simply warm. sacred in its normalcy.

everything looks just as it should, the same as when he rushed out this morning; a fluffy blanket draped over the couch haphazardly, that soft golden light streaming out from the kitchen, your shoes by the front door.

satoru blinks, drowsily.

wait.

why is the kitchen light still on?

as if his eyes could ever deceive him, satoru rubs the skin under them groggily — blinking once, then twice.

yep, it’s still there — that soft fluorescent glow. a sight he’s come to associate with breakfast and dinner and a mellow kind of love, laughter shared over warm meals made by human hands. food tastes better, satoru has come to realize, when you have someone to eat it with.

ah, but it’s odd. did you forget to turn the lights off? that’s not very like you.

as if possessed by a strange, irresistible longing, his feet carry him to the kitchen in question. undeniably groggy, his uncoordinated steps are riddled with fatigue, but the yearning in his chest compels him to move forward anyway — a kind of yearning he only fully understands when he enters the space, and sees you slumped over the table, a familiar flicker of cursed energy capturing his attention.

you’re asleep.

satoru stills, where he stands by the threshold between the kitchen and the living room.

everything looks the same as always — cookie jars placed on the highest shelf to give him an excuse to help you reach them, origami made from newspapers he never bothers to read anyway, a vase standing proudly on the kitchen counter, stuffed with fresh flowers he bought for you two days ago.

the red roses still haven’t wilted, shining in the blue of the moonlight flickering in. good. they’re pretty, but maybe next time he should get you something more original. maybe some sunflowers, something that could rival the brightness of your smile. do they even sell sunflowers this time of year? if you were awake, satoru would ask you, even though you always tell him to just google it —

but you're not awake. you’re fast asleep, cheek squished against the kitchen table, snoring softly.

satoru feels his mood lift at the sight alone, and suddenly he doesn’t feel as tired anymore. something soft and almost otherworldly sprouts in his chest, as he takes you in, stepping closer. almost giddy, just to see you up close.

you look so peaceful and relaxed, so content. elbows resting on the table as soft little breaths fall from your parted lips; he spots a bit of drool on the corner of your bottom lip, gaze fond as he wipes it away with his thumb. he can’t resist the urge to poke your cheek, and it makes you stir ever so slightly — lips curling up into something akin to a sleepy smile.

satoru grins.

(you’re so cute.)

despite his fatigue, he hears himself chuckle, all soft and amused and a little bit lovesick. it comes to him so easily, when he’s with you; that upturn of his lips, the butterflies in his stomach.

satoru is still getting used to it. this cotton candy sweet, light as a feather kind of love. the kind that always feels like spring. but with every day that passes, the life he has with you becomes a little easier to digest. his future with you becomes a little easier to visualize.

yeah, he thinks. he could get used to this. coming home to you.

a soft smile, as he exhales a somewhat exasperated breath. you really shouldn’t be sleeping out here, though. silly.

satoru leans forward, inching closer to your pretty, sleeping face — he almost feels bad, waking you up like this. but he wants to hear your voice so badly.

so he cups your cheek, cold skin meeting warm, his hands still lingering with the bite of the midnight air. his fingertips tingle, buzzing with the body heat that trickles from your veins to his — one single touch is all it takes for him to soften.

the word that falls from his lips breaks the peaceful silence of the kitchen, breathing life into the moment. whispered into your ear, causing your brows to furrow as you gently slip from sleep’s embrace.

“baby…”

satoru is smiling, when your eyelids flutter open. a sincere smile, reserved for you and his students. bathed in the mellow hue of the kitchen lamp’s illumination, a soft glow curls around the strands of his white hair, creating a halo of artificial light.

blinking sleepily, you gaze at him in silence. something shines in your eyes, something satoru tentatively recognizes as adoration. and he gazes right back at you, with heavy-lidded eyes and a lopsided smile. teasing, lighthearted. thumb smoothing over the apple of your cheek.

then he grins, hopelessly endeared. ”hey there, sleeping beauty.”

a yawn tumbles from your lips, and you lift yourself up. leaning into his touch. “toru…” you mumble, voice a little raspy but still oh so sweet.

satoru doesn’t say anything. he simply takes you into his arms, gently, touch so very delicate — as if you’re made of porcelain. and you just let yourself fall into his embrace, while he tucks you under his chin, safe and secure.

it’s warm, he thinks. it feels right. complete, somehow.

and satoru thinks to himself that this must be what love feels like. what it’s supposed to feel like, anyhow, all sweet and light. all good and normal, something you never have to question. a cornerstone.

“you’re back…” you drawl, muffled into his uniform as your arms sneak around his thin waist. bringing him closer.

stroking the back of your head softly, satoru’s chest rumbles as he speaks, voice deep and a little raspy. soothing, a lullaby just for you. “yeah,” he hums. ”were you waiting?”

all you do is nuzzle further into his chest, cheek smooshed right over his heart; breathing out a sleepy little mhm that has him going weak at the knees, lips curling up helplessly.

“i wanted to…” you continue, stretching your arms a little to shrug away the remnants of sleep still clinging to your joints. “but i fell asleep.”

satoru feels you move in his arms, until your jaw settles on top of his shoulder and you press a chaste kiss to his neck. an exhale leaves his lips, something tender in the way his breath wavers.

“welcome home,” is whispered, muffled against his skin. a sentence he never wants to go a single day without hearing. “did the mission go okay?”

he plants a kiss on top of your head, speaking in a low tilt, reassuring. “it did. just took a little longer than i thought.” a soft inhale, as he basks in the scent of your shampoo. “i wanted to text you, but the veil blocked my signal. sorry, sweetie.”

another soft yawn, and a shake of your head. “s’ fine, don’t worry,” you murmur. ”i’m just glad you’re okay.”

satoru chuckles. there’s a fondness to it, light. and then something else, something more heavy — it rumbles through his chest, almost like a purr, or a soothing thunderstorm. he can only hope it’s enough to comfort you.

“of course.” he says the words like they’re indisputable, like they’re written down in scriptures old and worn. cradling you in his strong arms, he pulls you closer to his chest. hoping you’ll feel his heartbeat against you, feel that he’s there. “i always am, aren’t i?”

no answer. only a tiny hum, absentminded.

and satoru knows, deep down, that his words don’t mean much. that a part of you is always going to worry over him, no matter how many times he tells you that there’s no need. that he’ll be fine.

the thought makes him feel a bit guilty. a little sick to his stomach, at the thought of being a source of your anxiety, the reason you can’t fall asleep at night — but he’d be lying if he said it didn’t also make him feel somewhat giddy. the thought tastes sweet, on his tongue, even though it probably shouldn’t.

having someone who worries for you is a luxury, satoru has come to realize. a luxury he has, now, one he hasn’t had since —

well. that’s neither here nor there.

(“be careful, satoru,” he recalls a kind boy saying.

but that was many, many springs ago.)

“oh, right.”

at the sound of your voice, satoru pulls away ever so slightly, gazing down at you. “hm?”

with a single step back, you look up at him. tilting your head. hands still resting securely on his waist, fingertips squeezing at his hips. lightly, affectionately. barely restrained fondness. ”have you had anything to eat yet?”

“yeah. got some takeout on my way back.”

satoru expects you to sigh in relief, at his instantaneous answer. you don’t like it when he skips meals, so these days he’s been trying not to do it as much. even though he doesn’t always have the time to eat properly, and even though the sweets he chews on between missions make him lose his appetite. but he makes an honest attempt, for you.

someone worries for him. someone wants him to eat well. that’s more than enough motivation for satoru gojo.

but you don’t exhale, and you don’t look very relieved, either. you look… disappointed. eyes suddenly glancing down at the floor, lips curled down into a barely noticeable frown.

“oh,” you breathe. “okay. good.”

one second. then two. satoru tilts his head.

“why?” he stops to think. maybe… “did you make something?”

a certain recognition flickers in the depths of your eyes, and satoru thinks he must be right on the money. chewing at your bottom lip a little, you wait a moment before curling your fingers around his wrist — tugging him away from the kitchen table.

satoru follows, pliantly, until you’re standing in front of the fridge.

“well, um… here,” you mumble, somewhat sheepishly. fingers tapping at the handle before pulling it open. “take a look.”

satoru watches as the fridge door opens, slowly.

he blinks.

the first thing he sees is a single slice of strawberry shortcake. the strawberry looks fresh, glittering like a ruby on top of the softly whisked cream — and layers of sponge cake, that look like they’d melt in his mouth.

and that’s not all. there are a wide array of baked treats stuffed into the cramped space, protected by plastic wrapping and containers. everything from cupcakes with too much frosting — just the way he likes them — to chocolate chip cookies that crumble at the corners, satoru never seems to run out of things to look at. colourful treats, lovingly made and sitting right in front of him. it’s like he’s standing in a patisserie. they almost seem to sparkle, in the peripheral of his vision; glimmering softly, tantalizingly, like something out of a dream.

childish. that’s what nanami and shoko always call him, and he always protests, but —

maybe they have a point, after all. satoru certainly feels a little childish, when he realizes his eyes must be wide and bursting with child-like giddiness. a simple kind of joy, at seeing the ample selection in front of him. especially after that tedious mission prevented him from getting any sugar into his system.

”i did my best,” you mutter, sharing the sight with him as your eyes trail over a pretty bag of pink and green macarons. ”dunno if they turned out any good, but… i hope you’ll like them.”

satoru’s gaze flits over to you.

he opens his mouth, and then closes it again.

”did you… make these?” a beat. ”for me?”

a blink. ”.. yeah?” who else would they be for?, your eyes seem to say. a little confused.

for a second, satoru can only stare at you. in complete silence, the tired cogs inside his head turning sluggishly as he thinks about the implications of that answer. and with a soft flutter, he feels his heartbeat pick up, warming him up from the inside out.

you made them. with your own hands. you made all of these and you did it for him.

for some reason, satoru finds it oddly hard to speak, like someone stuffed a bunch of cupcakes down his throat. it’s weird — usually he can’t seem to stop talking, especially not when he’s with you, but…

(something about this is just too tender.)

you must have been baking all day. no wonder the apartment smelled sweeter than usual, when he walked in.

as if itching to curl around one of the macarons, his fingers twitch, but satoru gulps and keeps them still. he wants to say something, anything, wants to thank you or ask why you’d spend so much of yourself on him, but satoru only stays silent.

and maybe it’s because he’s tired. maybe he’s just a little caught off guard. usually this wouldn’t be that hard to handle — he could just throw himself on you and shower you in kisses, show his appreciation with a flurry of dramatics and declarations of love.

but right now there seems to be a disconnect, between satoru’s mind and body. maybe the mission drained him more than he realized. or maybe it’s more than that, maybe there’s nothing he can say or do; what words could he even begin to use to properly verbalize the emotions he’s feeling right now? how could his touch ever begin to measure up to the sweet sensation unfurling in his chest?

the silence doesn’t last long. as satoru stands there and spirals, you speak up, most likely chalking it up to him being too sleepy to react.

”this mission was especially rough, right?” you begin, with a soft tilt of your head. a smile curls its way onto your lips, proud and sweet. sweeter than everything in the fridge combined.

one step, then two. you inch closer to him, until there’s almost no space between you — standing on your tiptoes, one hand on his shoulder and the other reaching for his head. smoothing down his tousled hair, fingers tangling themselves between the soft white strands and getting lost in them. and it’s gentle, the way you begin to pat his head, doting.

then you speak. ”you did well.”

and it’s such a simple thing to say. three words, three syllables, but the words just tumble out from your mouth so earnestly that satoru can’t help but still. his breath hitches in his throat, softly, barely noticeable, but it’s there. that surprise.

he never knows how to act, when you get like this. patting his head and ruffling his hair like he’s something warm and sweet and worthy of love. something delicate, and not the strongest man on the planet.

it’s so weird. you’re so weird.

(satoru leans into your touch without thinking, allowing his eyes to flutter shut.)

it’s perplexing, this feeling, and the fact that he can’t pinpoint why frustrates him to no end. isn’t this wrong? shouldn’t he be the one ruffling your hair, coddling you?

what formula is he supposed to follow here, exactly? should he tease you? pull away from your touch?

satoru wishes his six eyes could tell him the answer, but they don’t. they’ve never been very good with emotions, with things that aren’t directly tied to his suffering or imminent death.

(so ironic. all these eyes and nothing to see. they failed to see suguru’s silence, back then, and now they fail to see what reaction would please you the most.

really, such a worthless ability to love people with.)

no answer comes to him. so satoru doesn’t tease you, and he doesn’t pull away.

it does feel slightly wrong, though. like this feeling isn’t something he’s supposed to have, there must be some mistake, he can’t possibly be allowed to feel so loved — can he? having you bake him all his favorite treats, run your fingers through his hair. praise him for working hard.

really. isn’t he being too coddled?

(… but it feels so nice.)

satoru suspects that there’s a lot to love he might not fully understand, just yet.

maybe tomorrow, when he’s a little less tired, he can try once again to give you the impression that he’s perfect. that he doesn’t need affection, that he doesn’t crave your support or your touch. that he’s above all that, the strongest, someone for you to depend on.

depend on him, while he depends on no one. that’s the kind of existence satoru gojo is. that’s how it should be, that’s all he knows, but…

— ah. it feels really nice when your nails scratch his scalp like that.

and suddenly, that’s all satoru can think. no more pesky what-ifs, or second guessing every good thing he gets. right now, it’s just you and him. your fingers in his hair, his footprints in your life.

satoru allows himself to melt under your touch, almost meekly. leaning down just a little further, to make it easier for you to smooth your hand over his head. he nuzzles into your palm with a happy little exhale, and for some reason he feels sort of bashful.

try as he might, he doesn’t manage to successfully shoo the emotion away, so all he can do is hope you don’t take note of it.

and you just continue your onslaught of affection, now ruffling his hair with both your hands, like he’s a big puppy getting cooed over. satoru has a nagging suspicion that you might be getting a little carried away, but he doesn’t stop you. greedy, in the way he wishes your hands would never leave his hair. the way he hopes you’ll never be too far away from him to reach.

”such a hard worker,” you coo, and he feels himself grow flustered. ”my baby deserves so much love.”

”woah there,” satoru chokes out, grinning, desperately hoping you won’t notice the red tint to his ears. ”are you flirting with me? i have a partner, you know.”

a giggle slips from your lips, sleepy and amused. ”oh, do you?” one of your hands goes to cup his cheek, thumb caressing the edge of his jaw as you gaze at him fondly. ”lucky them.”

the grin you’re wearing is awfully bright. soft around the edges in a way that has him speechless, brain malfunctioning ever so slightly. satoru makes a mental note to scrap the sunflower idea — there has to be some brighter flower out there, one that can actually compete with your smile. sunflowers just won’t cut it.

but then you let go, and satoru gets broken out of his lovesick stupor.

when your hands leave his skin, his lips curl down into a soft pout. one he rushes to smooth away, before you can notice it.

you step back, failing to stifle a soft bout of laughter, but satoru knows it’s not because you saw it — he knows because your gaze is glued to his hair, and he internally winces when he thinks about how messy it must look, after your little bout of cuteness aggression.

(you really are weird, finding him cute of all things.)

he expects you to tease him a little more, but you don’t, turning away and tapping your fingers on the kitchen counter. ”if i’d known you’d be home this late,” you speak, stealing one last glance at the pastries before closing the fridge. ”then i would’ve waited until tomorrow. so you could eat them fresh.”

an apology rests on satoru’s tongue, but as if sensing it, you rush to reassure him.

”ah, but this is fine too! they should still taste good!” you turn away, muttering. ”… hopefully.”

then you nod to yourself, crossing your arms absentmindedly.

satoru looks at you for a second.

then he steps forward, unable to resist the temptation — tapping at your wrist with the pads of his fingers, before gently curling them around it, coaxing you into turning your head towards him.

the kiss he presses to your lips is soft, delicate. his fingers trace along your jaw, cupping your cheek and tilting your face up slightly, just letting his warm lips rest against yours. sweet and chaste. he sighs into the kiss, content, and feels your pulse pick up.

then he moves down to your jaw, slow and methodical — lazy kisses, sleepy but so full of affection. and little pecks, scattered all over your lips, your cheek, the tip of your nose.

you seem to melt a little, against him, and satoru relishes in it; his ability to make you relax. far more valuable than the six eyes, he would argue.

when he pulls away from you, with what takes tremendous self-restraint, he’s smiling. his gaze meets yours, layered over with pure adoration, blue eyes crinkling as he looks at you. as if you’re his entire world. the kitchen light embraces him, cascading down the contours of his face; the bridge of his nose, the curve of his jaw, his barely noticeable dimples.

and there it is, again — that flicker of love in your eyes, that adoration. as if you’re looking at a painting, something too beautiful for words.

(satoru hopes you can see that very same adoration, reflected in his eyes as he looks at you.)

after a moment, he leans forward, to rest his jaw on the curve of your shoulder. you stumble a little under the weight, caged in as his arms hug your midriff.

”god,” he sighs, breathless, heavy with giddy disbelief. almost whining when he continues, nuzzling into your neck as if to hide. ”why are you so perfect, huh? i don’t get it.”

at that, you huff out a laugh, an amused little breath. wrapping your arms around his neck and scratching softly at his nape. satoru shudders just a little, arms tightening around you.

”stealing my line…” you mutter, accusatory, smile laced over with a honeyed affection.

another amused breath, this time from him. this is one battle he won’t let you win. ”nah,” he grins, tugging you closer. ”’s mine.”

this is warm, he thinks. this feels right. complete, in a way that satoru never understood before you.

he could probably stand there forever, just basking in it. soaking up your body heat and the smell of your shampoo. until your warmth is all he knows, until he can never get your scent off his skin.

and satoru thinks that he could get used to this. a cotton candy sweet, light as a feather kind of love, one that smells like spring and tastes like strawberry shortcakes and feels like tight hugs shared in kitchens.

your love makes him feel so human. and it’s scary, terrifying even, but it's also too good to pass up. it’s worth the risk. so worth everything.

a yawn leaves your lips, suddenly. satoru feels you soften in his embrace, nuzzling closer to him, stumbling just a tad; he doesn’t think it’s fair, for such a simple gesture to make him as happy as it does.

”sleepy?” he coos, smile giddy and fond. ”let’s go to bed, okay? no more sleeping on the kitchen table, silly.”

a disgruntled little huff resounds throughout the air, as you let your arms fall to your sides. ”that’s on you,” you declare, poking the plush of his chest with your finger. ”i only fell asleep because you took so long.”

a teasing glint flickers in satoru’s eyes.

”wanted to see me that badly, huh?” he coos. you roll your eyes, and he pulls your cheek. ”that’s cute.”

”so what if i did?”

satoru stills. you’re smiling, a little mischievous, but mostly sincere. and it really is very unfair of you, he thinks — to do this to him while his guard is down.

but he manages to pull himself together, raising an amused eyebrow and booping your nose in a way that catches you off guard. blinking up at him, eyelashes fluttering.

satoru clears his throat. ”well, that’s sweet.”

then he turns on his heel, suddenly, and strolls over to the fridge. ”but you know what’s even sweeter?” he chirps, fingers curling around the handle as he swiftly pulls it open.

licking his lips, absentmindedly, his eyes trail over all the different pastries. so close yet so far, just out of reach; his fingers move forward, towards that mesmerizing slice of strawberry shortcake —

”— no.”

a hand settles on satoru’s waist, and tugs him away from his well-deserved prize. taking advantage of his momentary surprise, you close the fridge decisively, and give him an unimpressed raise of your eyebrow.

satoru whines, loud and grating. pouting sweetly, trying to make you feel bad. ”c’mon, just one bite —”

”no.”

”but they’re for me!”

”they’re for you to eat tomorrow. i was only gonna let you eat them tonight if you were on the brink of starvation, or something.”

”i am!”

”so the takeout was a lie?” you narrow your eyes at him, suddenly suspicious. ”have you been skipping meals, again?”

satoru pauses. weighing his options. ”well, no, but…”

”— then no.”

another soft whine. you turn away from him, when he tilts his head and gives you his best set of puppy dog eyes. in fear of giving in to them, satoru knows, as you have so many times before. ”please?” he tries, to no avail.

”you’re not eating sweets before bed, satoru,” you deadpan, and his smile falls further, exaggerated. ”and no, we are not having that conversation again.”

he can tell you’re trying to sound stern, but a giggle tumbles from your lips nonetheless, at the ridiculousness of the situation. keeping a grown man away from your fridge, knowing that he’ll wolf down every pastry he sees and get himself sick if you don’t. all while the man in question whines at you in protest, frowing so deeply, disappointment evident on his features.

(except satoru really isn’t very disappointed at all. like this, he gets to stare at your smile all he wants, after all; knowing you won’t notice it, too busy trying to keep yourself from giving in to his pleas.)

he tries again, one last time. just because he knows it’ll make you laugh. you do, a little exasperated, and satoru couldn’t be happier.

and he thinks to himself that if this is what love is, if this is what it’s supposed to feel like, then it can’t possibly be that much of a curse.

maybe he should revise the hypothesis, get a second opinion. he’ll have to ask you tomorrow, over pastries and coffee, and hear what you have to say.

as you both stumble to the bedroom, sleepy and a little delirious, satoru thinks that maybe this is enough; the lighthearted banter, the fond laughter. everything good and real and normal, within the space of your apartment, a home he never thought he’d have.

(and maybe, a second opinion isn’t necessary, after all. maybe it doesn’t really matter if love is a curse or not, as long as he gets to share it with you, like this.)

that night, satoru dreams. curled up with you beneath the blankets, limbs tangled together, as if he could never be close enough.

he dreams of kitchen lights, of sweet treats and warm hands. of spring breezes, and a love he’s finally beginning to accept for what it is:

good. wholly and thoroughly.

#lovesick satoru is my favorite satoru but yknow whats even better? lovesick satoru/lovesick reader #i just have such a firm belief that this man is a loser when hes genuinely in love ok.#hes so touch starved i think he’d crumble into a little puddle on the floor if u kissed his cheek #loves to tease and fluster you n hes so good at it but the moment u give him the same treatment? he is Gone. down for the count #spreading the loser satoru agenda <33 i love this man so dearly.#i NEED to hold his waist btw idk if i made that clear. i need it like i need air to breathe. like why is it so tiny if not to be held by me #had to hold myself back like a wolf during a full moon from describing his waist in too much detail youre welcome #overall idk what to say i just think love could fix him #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #jjk x reader

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healingthrutarot · 2 years

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Do you pull new and full moon spreads?

I always pull them and set goals and intentions at those times. This gives me 2 guaranteed times a month to work on healing, assessing my progress, aligning to the energy of the moment, and using the energy of the new and full moons to facilitate healing.

Here's my Full Moon spread for the Full Moon in Capricorn this past Wednesday using The Macabre Tarot and the Full Moon spread from my spread ebook, A Spread For All Seasons. Link to the Macabre Tarot which I LOVE for moon spreads and shadow work!

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This reversed Page of Wands (Terror of Bones) urges me not to question my new path. It’s hard when starting something new not to second guess your decision. In order for this new path to be successful I have to come out of the shadows more with this High Priestess (The Divine) and teach the lessons I've learned through my healing journey with the Hierophant (Guide). I'm teaching a lot now through my new fictional book series, The Divining Sisters Series where I weave in all kinds of spiritual lessons on my characters' journeys through healing, finding themselves, and finding their voices

Link to my author page where you can learn about the book series author.heatherhardison.com

The cards say to stand tall and defend my position on my beliefs with the Seven of Wands (Seven of Bones) and to side step any drama or conflict with the Five of Wands (Five of Bones). All will work out in the end toward success and completion of karmic lessons and life goals with The World card.

Overall, it is a good full moon for me in my sign of Capricorn. This energy will help me with my life path and success on that journey. I find the new and full moons in my sun sign seem to boost me the most in areas of healing, growth, and life path.

I'm working on a podcast episode now for the fall that focuses on healing and manifesting with lunar energy, and I walk you through all 8 phases of the moon and how to best use that energy/phase. It's going to be a great episode that comes out near Halloween. New podcasts episodes drop Sept. 19th, 2022 with Healing With the Healer Archetype and then Healing with the Mystic archetype. I love these archetype episodes.

If you want a new and full moon spread to use each month check out my spread ebook called A Spread For All Seasons. This spread ebook contains 17 custom tarot/oracle spreads designed to guide you through the seasons of any year. It covers holidays, a brand new 9 card birthday spread, full and new moons, mercury retrogrades, seasonal spreads, year end and year ahead spreads, and eclipses with weekly and monthly spreads that you can reuse again and again, year after year.

Link to purchase my A Spread for all Seasons spread ebook $10.

https://www.buymeacoffee.com/healingthrutaro/extras?fbclid=IwAR3IU9IsFlZRWKaITmOX2XY4qBRNyswEnRPm_ps0vPAEDJ1wnGKZCtYBiIg

Follow me on instagram where I always share all the spreads I pull for myself each month, tarot tips, new decks, etc. Link to my instagram account. https://www.instagram.com/healingthrutarot/

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tarot-dreams · 1 year

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Save The Date : 2023

Full Moon Dates.

🌕 Full Moon : Jan 6th

🌕 Full Moon : Feb 5th

🌕 Full Moon : Mar 7th

🌕 Full Moon : Apr 6th

🌕 Full Moon : May 5th

🌕 Full Moon : Jun 3rd

🌕 Full Moon : Jul 3rd

🌕 Full Moon : Aug 1st

🌕 Full Moon : Aug 30th

🌕 Full Moon : Sep 29th

🌕 Full Moon : Oct 28th

🌕 Full Moon : Nov 27th

🌕 Full Moon : Dec 26th

Northern Hemisphere Sabbats.

🕯️ Imbolc - Candlemas : Feb 1st

🌸 Ostara - Vernal Equinox : Mar 19th

🔥 Beltane - Mid Spring : May 1st

☀️ Litha - Summer Solstice : Jun 19th

🌾 Lammas - Harvest Festival : Aug 1st

🍁 Mabon - Autumnal Equinox : Sep 20th

🎃 Samhain - All Hallows’ Eve : Oct 31st

❄️ Yule - Winter Solstice : Dec 21st

Southern Hemisphere Sabbats.

🌾 Lammas - Harvest Festival : Feb 1st

🍁 Mabon - Autumnal Equinox : Mar 19th

🎃 Samhain - Witches’ New Year : May 1st

❄️ Yule - Winter Solstice : Jun 19th

🕯️ Imbolc - Candlemas : Aug 1st

🌸 Oatara - Vernal Equinox : Sep 20th

🔥 Beltane - Mid Spring : Oct 31st

☀️ Litha - Summer Solstice : Dec 21st

Celestial Signs.

♑️ Capricorn: Dec, 22nd - Jan, 19th

♒️ Aquarius : Jan, 20th - Feb, 18th

♓️ Pisces: Feb, 19th - Mar, 20th

♈️ Aries : Mar, 21st - Apr, 19th

♉️ Taurus : Apr, 20th - May, 20th

♊️ Gemini: May, 21st - Jun, 20th

♋️ Cancer: Jun, 21st - Jul, 22nd

♌️ Leo : Jul, 23rd - Aug, 22nd

♍️ Virgo : Aug, 23rd - Sept, 22nd

♎️ Libra: Sept, 23rd - Oct, 22nd

♏️ Scorpio : Oct, 23rd - Nov, 21st

♐️ Sagittarius: Nov, 22nd - Dec, 21st

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dumbstupidfandomblog · 7 months

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Man. I just can't help but imagine Critical Role x Baldur's Gate 3 drabbles or a fic or something of that some sort. Idk, I just think it'd be really funny and also a chance for some really cute scenes. Especially with the Mighty Nein.

Now obviously there'd probably be SO much mistrust between the two groups, but just imagine if you will(possibly very minor spoilers under the cut):

Caleb and Gale(and maybe Essek) talking about wizard stuff and cats.

Jester introducing everyone to Artagan. I think Astarion would either like him or fucking hate him.

Karlach, Yasha, and Beau just working out together. Buff lesbians

Fjord and Wyll bonding over shitty patrons. If it's post Ukatoa then Fjord giving Wyll some hope about his situation. I just think it'd be sweet.

Caduceus and Halsin. That's it. I think they'd talk for literally HOURS, just drinking tea and talking about random shit and their respective circles 'n such. ALSO, I'm just imagining them sort of gossiping about and spilling their respective party's secrets to eachother. They'd be silly lol

Jester overhearing the whole convo with Astarion and Tav(if there's a tav in this??) about him not being able to see his reflection and immediately getting to work drawing a portrait of him. As soon as she shows and gives it to him, he's his usual sorta sassy self about it but he absolutely cherishes it.

Also I feel like Astarion would see different bits of his own past in some of the Mighty Nein, specifically Caleb and Yasha, and it'd piss him the FUCK off.

Jester and/or Molly reading the groups fortunes just for fun, the Oracle of the Moon Deck has some cards that would make the groups fortunes REALLY INTERESTING. Maybe Molly also pulls out some of the old circus tricks for fun.

On the topic of Molly, I think Lae'zel would have this very confusing respect for Molly? She'd find them really foolish at first and not think much of them, but I think she'd then see them actually in combat and be impressed with their skills.

I feel like Nott/Veth would just start mothering some of the bg3 party. Like not heavily, but a bit similar to how she does with Caleb. I could def see her pairing up with Astarion to steal some shit. Maybe King joins in if he's there.

Jester giving some of the group tattoos. Not everyone would get them obviously but I could definitely see Karlach and I suppose Tav going for it.

Nein Sided Tower shenanigans. That's all.

#obvs there could be some rlly fun stuff w the other campaigns but I'm extremely biased for the M9 #esp tho with Percy/Laudna and Astarion #OH but also #if ur curious about what I meant about the fortune reading comment and the cards that'd be rlly fun with the bg3 group #I actually have the Molly/Jester oracle deck so I can tell you exactly what cards I mean #very specifically a past/present/future reading with Astarion being Death/Dawn Hunger/Sacrifice and Judge/Tyrant #the others I have are looser and not a full spread but yknow #Spark/Blaze and Sword/Anvil for Wyll and then Moon/Mirror for Shadowheart #Gale could have any one of Bond/Betrayer Lust/Tavern and Hand/Eye #but yeah please feel free to add on if you wish whether it be more M9 stuff or VM/BH shenanigans as well #minor bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 #critical role mighty nein #wyll ravengard #halsin #astarion #karlach #gale dekarios #lae'zel #shadowheart #jester lavorre #caleb widogast #mollymauk tealeaf #yasha nydoorin #beauregard lionett #fjord stone #caduceus clay #nott the brave #bg3 tav #dumbstupidfandom stuff

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thevirginwitch · 6 months

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Full Moon in Taurus - Oct. 28th, 2023

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Taurus, being a more “material-oriented” sign, helps us to disconnect from our inner world. During the time of the full moon, which brings about heightened emotions and more sensitive intuition, you may find yourself connecting more deeply with the world around you: finding yourself in nature, taking care of the immediate space around you, and contemplating your place in the universe as a whole.

Starting any new rituals or habits during a Taurus full moon is more guaranteed that you’ll stick with that particular habit – but keep in mind these habits may also be hard to get rid of in the future!

This full moon is also a great time to reflect on times of perseverance, patience, and financial victories.

Crystals:

Tiger’s Eye

Selenite

Lapis

Aquamarine

Herbs/Plants:

Mint

Thyme

Catnip

Basil

Ginger

ACTIVITIES & RITUAL IDEAS

Join us over in the Edge of the Forest (18+ only) Discord server for a short-but-sweet guided meditation session on Oct. 27th at 6:30pm!

Connect with nature by taking walks, volunteering to clean up neighborhoods, community gardening, etc.

Participate in your community physically by joining mentoring or tutoring programs, sports programs, etc.

Work on “sensory” rituals during this time – skip the spell jar and go for something involving rubbing oils on your skin or drawing sigils; something physical that will be calming to your senses and provide sensory comfort. Some ideas include bath spells/rituals, glamor magic involving make-up and/or oils, etc.

Financial workings, specifically workings on financial stability

Kitchen and hearth magic – cook a grand meal (or, order takeout from a nice restaurant) for yourself or your household

TAROT CARD PROMPTS

What is one “negative” habit I need to start working on?

What is one “positive” habit that I should implement in my life?

Where should I focus my energy from this full moon?

JOURNALING PROMPTS

When was a good example of perseverance for me during this moon cycle?

When did I experience great patience during this moon cycle?

What good habits are serving me currently? How did you begin this habit? What helped you stick with this habit?

What is my current relationship with money? Does it feel strained, healthy? What can I do to improve this relationship?

#thevirginwitch #astrology #witchcraft #full moon #lunar magic #moon magic #moon water #witchblr #witchy #witch #pagan #tarot #tarot spreads #taurus #witches of tumblr #beginner witch

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hermitsmirror · 4 days

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Spreads: Full Moon in Scorpio

Adding spice to the healing tonic

This year we have the Full Moon in Scorpio (4º Scorpio 18') happening April 23, 2024 (7:49PM US Eastern Time), but you can use this spread for any Full Moon in Scorpio. The fundamentals are the same.

Fuel: How can recent connections help me uncover latent desires?

Magical peak: When I let myself break through my limits, what is made possible?

Purging: What obsessions have proved toxic?

Clear mirror: Where has my enjoyment of intensity numbed me to simple pleasures?

Dancing luminaries: How will consistency help me find the depth of experience that delights me?

For the how and why of creating the spread, along with 50 or so other spreads, see my musings over on HermitsMirror.

You might also love connecting with Scorpio through the Safe Cracker Workbook, which includes 10 divination exercises for getting deep into the mysteries of Scorpio.

#tarotblr #tarot #witchblr #tarot tips #tarot spread #tarot reading #witch #tarot witch #full moon tarot spread #full moon in scorpio #full moon #moon magic #taurus #scorpio

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hauntedbystorytelling · 1 year

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Bihō Takahashi · Bat in Moon · ca 1905

Biho Takashi (active ca. 1890-1930) :: Bat in Moon, ca. 1905. Color woodblock print on paper | src Brooklyn Museum

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Bihō Takahashi :: Bat in Moon / Bat against full Moon, woodblock print in colours and ink, ca. 1905. [DETAIL] | src Bukowskis

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apollotarot · 1 year

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Unlock the Power of the Full Moon & Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio with this Transformative Tarot Spread

Discover the Potential of the Full Moon and Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio through a Life-Changing Tarot Spread.

Are you ready to witness the power of the Full Moon and Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio on May 5, 2023? Brace yourself because this astrological event will bring intense energy and transformative change you won't miss. It's time to release what no longer serves you and welcome new opportunities that will shape your destiny.

Here are some astrological aspects to keep in mind during this Full Moon and Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio:

The Full Moon in Scorpio is not for the faint-hearted. Scorpio is a sign that represents transformation, intensity, and emotional depth. During this Full Moon, you will feel the full force of these energies, and it's up to you to embrace your emotions fully. Feeling overwhelmed and emotional is okay, so don't be afraid to trust the process and allow yourself to feel the feelings.

As the Lunar Eclipse approaches, prepare for powerful energy to help you release old patterns and beliefs that no longer serve you. This is your chance to shed your old skin and transform yourself into a better version. Remember, this is a time for change and growth, so embrace it with open arms.

Pluto, the ruling planet of Scorpio, is currently in retrograde motion. This means that deeper issues and patterns will surface, which you must address to achieve true transformation. The good news is that this is a temporary phase, and when Pluto resumes its full motion, you will be ready for the next chapter of your life.

Embrace change! The energy of this Full Moon and Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio is all about embracing change and transformation. It might not be easy, but it's essential to trust the process and be open to new possibilities. You never know what fantastic opportunities are waiting for you just around the corner.

Full Moon & Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio 2023 Tarot Spread:

I created a tarot spread of five cards to help you navigate the upcoming Full Moon and Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio. This spread will provide insight into what needs to be released, what you must embrace, and how to navigate the change and transformation coming your way.

So, shuffle your favorite tarot deck and ask yourself:

What must you release during this Full Moon and Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio?

How can you tap into the transformative energy of this astrological event?

What deeper issues and patterns must you address for true transformation?

What new opportunities are coming your way?

How can you trust the process and navigate this transformative time with strength and resilience?

The Full Moon and Lunar Eclipse in Scorpio might seem daunting, but with the help of this tarot spread, you can release what no longer serves you and welcome the changes coming your way. Trust the process, embrace your emotions, and know you have the strength and resilience to navigate this powerful astrological event. Get ready to transform your life for the better!

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crazilust · 2 years

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(PAC) Tarot reading : What's in store for you this Capricorn full moon (July 13th 2022)

This is a Tarot reading (PAC), regarding what's in store for you this Cap full moon on July 13th. I always keep track of full moons and new moons as I feel it helps me stay aware of my recurring patterns and fix them. Please choose a picture that speaks to you and remember to disregard anything that doesn't feel right.

Pile 1, to 3, from left to right.

Pile 1 : Blue

You've been wanting your happy ending for a long time now. A celebration, marriage, or a union of some sorts. Not just with a partner, but with your community as a whole.

While you deeply want that, do you, yourself, possess the qualities that is needed in order to maintain healthy relationships?

What this moon in capricorn highlights for you is that you may be commitment phobic. What are you scared of? Failure? Betrayal? Humiliation?

You may lack the maturity or the willpower to actually pursue what you want in life.

If you don't feel like this apply to you, please look at your circle. The people you hang out with or or the person you're with at the moment may be exhibiting these traits.

Whoever it is, you may need to distance yourself from it in order to reach what you actually want. Or, at the very least, talk it out.

Follow your intuition for this full moon in capricorn. Your anxiety may twist the truth but your intuition will never. Listen to it. It might be stronger than ever on that day.

Possible placements for this pile : Water dominants, Pisces, Pisces Venus, Cancer dominant, Fixed dominant

Possible other traits: Live by a body of water, speaks Spanish or understands it or wishes to, live where it's sunny or warm, travels a lot or wishes to.

Pile 2 : Orange

Things have been going really fast for the past few months and even though you've seen progress, you can sometimes feel like you're slowly losing control.

You've been focused on your goals, but at what cost?

You've grown apart from the people you usually surround yourself with and built this thick wall that no one can reach.

On this capricorn full moon, you will feel the need to finally move on to better horizons and claim this new era of yours in order to move at a much slower, but healthier pace.

If u felt like you were running away from something before, this shall stop. The only condition is that, you need to observe your past and recognize what mistakes were done in order not to do it again.

On this cap full moon, because this is a really rational moon, you'll know that the answer is to move on, but emotionally might feel like you should stay because you have seen progress when u were surrounded by those people. Don't doubt yourself and your mind. Move on.

Possible placements : Sagittarius sun, Scorpio sun, 3rd house placements, Fire dominant, Sun dominant

Other possible traits : Fire tattoos, candle lovers, owns a pet or a cat, loves lizards, lives in a small apartment, lives in the city, love/hate relationship with the city.

Pile 3 : Yellow

I can feel that this pile might be a little younger than the other two. Young adult, maybe? Teenagers? You might just have a young soul, but anyways. I can feel the ambition and drive through your energy. You've wanted something for a long time and have devoted yourself to it these past few months. You've felt tired, doubtful at times, drained but you've pushed through. Stay careful of your health, there is nothing more precious than that. I can tell you may have neglected that at times. Your ultimate goal is to create something for yourself, a kingdom of some sort, an empire. Something tangible that people can look at and be like "hey that's the work of ____".

On this cap full moon though, you may realize that you are more lonely than you've realized. Being surround by loyal and supportive people is something that is necessary for you and with this Capricorn full moon, you may finally realize how .... poor your relationships have been. No support, no loyalty. You will have to come to terms with the fact that you'll walk this path alone. Don't get too attached to the feelings of betrayal and bitterness that may arise with this realization, as you may close your heart off for too long. The right people will come along, but maybe, not right now.

Possible placements: 5th house placements, Leo sun, mercury, Venus, midheaven, rising. Virgo placements. Sun in 9th, Jupiter dominant. Aries sun.

Other traits: Loves Doja cat, goes to concerts regularly or wishes to, tough childhood. Absent father. Cold mother.

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