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tsukishimakeiswife · 2 months
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nsfw below !
just gojo satoru dragging you to the closest restroom after you get a little too handsy with his best friend geto. or was it the other way around? he doesn't care, and neither do you right now. he practically throws you onto the counter while you try not to fall into the sink with a little yelp.
not a word leaves his mouth as he pulls your lace panties and shoves his pretty cock in your perfect cunt, always so wet for him.
"satoru,-shit- please. we were just talki-" your words are cut off by two long, slender fingers being shoved harshly in your mouth. his pace only gets faster- harder as every second passes. not once does he look away from you, making sure you do the same too.
"this is what you wanted- fuck, yeah? to be stuffed like you deserve. well, i'll make sure of it. i'll see how you're able to walk to him after i'm done with you." shivers run down your spine as you held yourself up, seeking help from the mirror behind you for support as he rammed into you without a care- two fingers in your mouth and two on your clit, fucking you in the way you oh-so loved.
your choked cries and 'slow down's reached gojo perfectly, he understood every single word. but all he did was smirk, as you crumbled underneath him.
he could tell you were close from the way you tightened around him, always so perfect for him. he'd carved your insides to make sure no one could ever please you in the way he does. "close already? my poor baby needs to cum, hm?" he mocked you with that sinister look on his face. he was right. tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to let out a little 'please' before he thrusted into you harder than ever.
but why would he let you win? he's gojo satoru after all. all his movements stopped making you blink your tears away. 'no, how could he?' was all you could think of. the two of you were inches away from each other, bodies still pressed against each other's, but devoid of the pleasure you had moments ago. he took his fingers out of your mouth with a pop before proceeding to put them in his, licking them clean of your saliva.
"no- i'm sorry. please let me cum, i promise i'll be good. please, satoru" you held onto his shirt, tugging it and rocking your hips, hoping for something- anything. you drove him crazy. he was gojo satoru. but because of you, he hesitated. he wanted to give you the pleasure you wanted so good. you sat there so prettily in front of him. wet lips and fucked out face. only he could see you like this, he was gonna make sure of that.
"aww, but my girl looks so pretty when she's flustered," he says, as he wipes off the saliva on ur lips and walks away. he grabbed your panties before shoving them into his pocket.
"we're leaving. gotta finish off what you started here."
a/n- this is my first smut pls i hate it
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croquettemoon · 7 months
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It’s ok guys I fixed him :,)
If you have twitter/x pls cry with me @croquettemoon
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chosoxinmydreams · 2 months
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me to me: are you a slut because you'd take all jjk men at once, or would you take all jjk men at once because you're a slut?
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pwinkprincess · 9 days
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ur so smart nd u always make sure to keep ur grades up to par. so when toru finds out u’ve been skippin ur classes to hangout wit ur newfound friends nd dat ur grades are slippin, he scolds u nd hard.
once he finishes his lecturing u’re staring up at him wif those teary eyes nd it looks like u’re abt to burst wit tears. ur not used to ur toru bein so firm wif u :// he usually lets u get away wif wtver.
“cry as much as u want. i want those grades brought up .” he tilts his blacked out glasses down to sit on da perch of his nose . “u hear me?”
u’re noddin ur head while lookin up at him. “i-i hear u, daddy.” ur voice is all shaky nd cracky :(
“supposed t’be my good lil smart bunny .” he says disappointedly. “u know better than this .”
“‘m sorry , daddy!” ur throat threatens to close while ur eyes burn more nd more wit da urge to cry .
he gives ur saddened state a look over. his lips are pulled into a frown. “gimme a hug, ‘m not mad at u. i jus know ur better than this.”
ur quick to walk into his opened arms, da warmth from his body calms u down instantly.
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stellamancer · 7 months
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(un)mentionables — fem!reader x satoru gojo
notes: real talk. i used to have this really cute light blue lingerie set and that was the inspo + aleks talking about gojo's massive dick ripping through lacy panties. that doesn't happen here, though, sorry lmaoo. uh. don't know what else to say. this is part of the infinite loop ficverse.
wc: 1.3k
contains: fem!reader (no pronouns or gendered language), suggestive situations but not anything explicit, pre-relationship (one day i'll write this established relationship fic for these idiots but not today)
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You think you might as well be dead.
Ultimately, you have no one to blame but yourself for this; you should have known better than to let Gojo grab the spare water bottle from your overnight bag. In fact, you should have known better than to let him anywhere near your overnight bag. It’s not that you think him the type to just go rifling through your things without an ounce of respect for your privacy; it’s just that you know that Gojo has a knack for putting you in mortifying situations as if he’s being paid to.
“Well, well, well, what’s this?”
You whip your head around so violently that you feel a pulse of pain throughout your skull, but it is quickly forgotten when you see what this is. Gojo has certainly found the water bottle you’d offered him, but, somehow, looped around the bottle’s neck is a pair of lacy, sky blue panties that you’d haphazardly thrown into your overnight bag.
There’s little that you’d like more than passing away right here on the spot.
Gojo gingerly plucks your underwear from the bottle and shoots you a roguish grin, his eyebrows lifting suggestively. “Didn’t think you were the type to wear lace.”
You scowl and march over to him, hand whipping out to snatch your panties back from him. Surprisingly, he lets you, and you ball them up tightly in your fist. “You’re right, I prefer cotton.”
“Then where did those come from?” Gojo points at the bright blue fabric peeking through your fingers.
“How is that any of your business?” you snap.
“Just curious,” Gojo says nonchalantly. He’s still smiling though, and it annoys you.
“Curiosity killed the cat.” You roll your eyes as you toss the panties back in your bag behind him.
“And satisfaction brought it back,” Gojo finishes the entire idiom. Of course he’d know the last half of it. “Since you’re saying that, does that mean you’re going to tell me?”
Your eye twitches as you weigh your options. Refusing is the most obvious and natural option, but Gojo is nothing if not persistent. He won’t shut up if he really wants to know that badly. You don’t know why he would, but then again, he probably just would pester you for the sake of being annoying. Sometimes, it’s easier to just give him what he wants so you can move on. So that’s what you decide to do, looking away as you admit, “...it had a matching bra that was really cute.”
Gojo is silent. Unnaturally so. You would have expected him to fire off some wise ass quip, so this response, or lack of, is actually a little unnerving. Starting to feel a touch concerned, you look at Gojo, and though you cannot see the focus of his gaze with that blindfold in the way, you can just tell that he’s staring at you.
You’re not sure if you should feel proud over the fact that you’ve rendered the famous motor mouth Satoru Gojo speechless.
It’s over in an instant though, as his mouth moves to finally speak.
“Show me.”
His voice is low, quiet, as if he’d breathed out the words without even realizing it.
A strange feeling runs straight down the length of your spine, leaving you breathless, the staccato rhythm of your heartbeat almost deafening you. That was unexpected; his words, his tone, all of it.
You gawk at Gojo, trying to figure what to make of it, and he is still in a way that he never is. His lips are slightly parted, and you have no doubt that he is still staring at you, but you cannot even begin to imagine the shade of his eyes right now. Is it the bright shining aquamarine of the sky? Or the dark glimmering sapphire of the sea?
You don’t know. You don’t know. You want to though; you want to know. You want to rip that blindfold off to find out. You want to memorize every shade and every hue. You want to—
When you realize where your train of thought is heading you shake your head, senses returning to you with a start. You don’t know how two words managed to hijack your thoughts like that, but you will have none of it. Back on track, you demand, “Why the hell would I show you?”
Gojo’s lips curve upwards into a familiar grin, and you’re secretly relieved that he seems to be back to normal too. “Feelin’ shy? We’re both adults here.”
You know what he’s doing, but you’re not playing that game. There’s a lot of things Satoru Gojo can goad you into, but this is not and will not be one of them. “That’s beside the point.”
“Thought you said it was cute,” Gojo says, not giving up.
“Oh, trust me, it is,” you respond. “But I’m not showing you.”
“Why not?”
“I— Gojo, you can’t seriously be asking me this,” you groan.
“I’ve seen you in a swimsuit before,” Gojo points out matter-of-factly. “Is there really a difference between that and lingerie?”
His question gives you pause. Technically, you see his point. Technically. But he’s not quite right. “You are not someone I would be showing my lingerie off to. We are not like that.”
“Meaning you showed it to that loser ex-boyfriend of yours?” Gojo asks flatly.
You actually bought the set after you broke up, but Gojo doesn’t know that. “And if I did?”
(Annoyance, white hot and all consuming eats a hole in Satoru's stomach. He doesn't get why he's so mad. It makes sense. It makes sense.
You'd dated that lame excuse of an assistant manager for nearly a year, so it would make sense if he'd seen you—
Splayed beneath him. Disheveled. Exposed. Sky blue lace hugging your hips. A soft smile playing at your parted lips, kiss swollen and hungry for more, begging for more.
God, Satoru wishes he—
His entire body feels hot. Satoru's not sure if it's the rage or something else.)
"You and him aren't like that anymore, so I don't see the problem," Gojo says with a shrug.
If you could kill Satoru Gojo you would do so in a heartbeat. "Gojo, don't be ridiculous."
"Can't help it; it's my speciality," he says, cheekily sticking his tongue out. He tilts his head to the side, and though you can’t see directly, you can just imagine the expectant look in his eyes.
"I’m not showing you.”
Gojo pouts. If he thinks that’s going to convince you, he may as well quit his job as a jujutsu sorcerer and start a career as a stand-up comedian. “Do you really think it’s fair to let dumb losers see the supposedly cute lingerie when super cool and strong sorcerers like me get left in the dark?”
“Life’s not fair,” you dead pan at Gojo. Though it’s not like someone like him would really get that. “And he’s not a loser, you are.”
“Oh, so does that mean you’ll let me see?”
“I—” You start before grumbling. This is getting nowhere. At this rate the both of you will be bickering back and forth until the end of the night and you, for one, would like to have dinner (not with Gojo). “You know what, fine. I’ll show you, but if and only if, we run across some freaky-ass curse that melts clothes.”
You think your proposition is impossible. In fact, you're sure of it. So much so, that you think Gojo will call you out on it.
But he doesn't.
Instead, he grins with eager childlike excitement. "Really? You serious?"
You don't get his reaction. He does know that the chances of that happening are basically one in a bazillion, right? But then again, Gojo is a complete weirdo so you don't question it. Shrugging, you answer. "Yeah, sure."
Finding said freaky-ass curse that melts away just clothes sounds damn near impossible, so you don't see the harm in agreeing. There's basically no way you'll run into one, meaning no way you'll be giving Gojo an eyeful of your cute lacy sky blue lingerie.
You find out that Satoru Gojo must be the luckiest bastard on the face of the planet, because you end up eating your words two weeks later.
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gojo why are you so pathetic lmao.
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rob-star · 4 months
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some jjk doodles!!
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gojo-mochi · 6 months
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The Halloween event sounds of fun omg!!!
I live for spooky tricks, so let's go with a 👻 for Sukuna 😈😈
(I'm so excited to see what you come up with!!)
A trick? On Sukuna??? Gulp…
It was a simple trick really, snakes in a can. I mean, really, what could go wrong?
“Kunaaaaaa…” You whined, pretending to struggle with the fake can of peanuts. Sukuna looked down at you with a soft sneer, scrunching his nose up at your weak display. “Are you really having trouble with that?” He scoffed at you, if anyone was listening in they would think he was actually annoyed at you. But you knew by the tone in his voice and the fact that he was giving you attention that he cared. 
Especially when he took the can from your hands without a word when you pouted and shaked it at him. He rolls his eyes; “Don’t bother me with trivial shit like this next time, brat.” He doesn’t really mean it, he enjoys having you go to him for help. You had to push down a giggle, watching Sukuna get ready to open the can, easily twisting open the lid and letting loose the fake snakes. They sprang up with a pop of confetti, one even hit Sukuna right in the forehead with a high-pitched squeak.
You doubled over in laughter, the look on Sukuna’s face was priceless, you wished you could have caught the moment in film. You clutch at your stomach as you wheeze out, tears streaming down your cheeks. It was extremely rare for Sukuna to be caught off guard and give you an expression different from his usually grumpy faces (other than the faces he gives you in bed…..). So you relish in the moment, finally having a small victory over your boyfriend. The victory celebration was short-lived however..
As you calmed down from your laughing fit you glance up at Sukuna. Finding him still in the same pose, empty can in hand, a blank expression on his face. You instantly tensed up, “Ku-Kuna?” No reply, he doesn’t even seem to be breathing at this point. You nervously shuffle up to him, poking his cheek. “Kun-AHHHH!” You screamed as he whipped his head around and grabbed your wrist and pulled you in close by the hips. Your nose bumping into each other, your heart thumping at the quickness of it all. 
Sukuna still didn’t say a word, just looking down at you with an indiscernible emotion swirling underneath. He leaned in forward just a bit, and you thought it was aiming for a kiss so you tilt your own head up to meet with his lips. Only for Sukuna to rub the bridges of your noses together, almost like a gentle nuzzle, his breath fans out over your cheek hotly. His hand squeezes your hips once, twice, as he trails wet kisses down to the shell of your ear. Keeping it there for a while. “Kuna, can you say something? You’re scaring me?” Your voice wavered a bit at the end, you weren’t expecting such a soft display of affection after this prank, which made everything all the more terrifying. This time, you hear a deep rumbling laugh in return, Sukuna hand ghosting around to your back and pushing you in closer to his body. 
“That was a nice trick, brat..’
“Do you enjoy having things shootout on people’s faces by surprise? Hmm, well?”
“...Because I can easily arrange that for you, go put on the blindfold for me and I’ll show you how a real trick is done.”
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noxspluto · 4 months
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geto saying “pretty boy” to gojo.
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Kind, gentle, patient, loving, wholesome men who love to put you over their knee, stuff your cunt full of cum, gag you with your own panties, gives their best friend a turn with you, shoving their cock down your throat, fixing that attitude of yours is really the only thing on my Christmas list this year.
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tsukishimakeiswife · 2 months
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showers with him are filthy.
a relaxed sigh left your mouth as the warm water ran down your curves. you’d usually take a shower in the evening to relax while you waited for gojo to get back from his workplace. the loofah dragged across your skin creating white foam you loved to play with. random thoughts roamed in your mind till there was a little ‘click’ from the door.
you never noticed his quick actions till you felt a pair of heavy, muscular arms wrap around your shoulders and a tickling sensation on your cheek. you can hear his heavy breath in your ear that immediately makes blood rush to your core.
“hi love, how was your day?” you ask, dragging your fingers across his hair in the way he loved. he only groans before pressing your back to his chest. he leaves wet kisses on your neck as an apology for whats about to happen next. you whine at his teeth sinking into your soft flesh, his actions only making your core heat up more. an entire day without gojo can be, difficult.
you press your ass up against his clothed member, whining at the fact that he hasn’t even taken his clothes off and he’s already soaked in the shower, his white shirt sticking to his muscular body. you turn around and take in what’s in front of you. gojo’s partially wet hair sticking to his forehead, his face with a light tinge of pink- a sign that he’s probably had a drink or two, his eyes didn’t leave yours for a second- except when he eyed you up and down with that sinister smile on his face, he looked so hot.
your lips crash into his with sweet desperation, hands on the loops of his pants- tugging on them for him to take them off- his hand is on the small of your back and the other one on your throat.
“missed you- so much. all- all day today.” he says in between kisses. he makes his way down- kissing your collarbone, your chest, your stomach- he kneels before you and looks up. “let me show you how much i’ve missed you,” you barely say anything and grab his hair, practically shoving his face into your hot core. shivers immediately run down your spine as he licks your cunt- his lips kissing your clit and sucking- making you cry out his name. his fingers pump in and out of your tight hole, immediately abusing that one spot which could make you cry.
his pace gets quicker- sloppier. his words of adoration and ‘how your pussy’s made for me’ send vibrations all over your body, all you can do is tug on his hair harder while seeking support from the shower glass pressed against your back. “satoru, baby- i’m oh god- i’m so close.”, you mewl out when he immediately counters,” you’re gonna cum when i tell you to, okay?”
you whine in response, begging him to let you. the coil in your stomach only got more and more overwhelming for you, desperate to take over your body. “please, ‘toru. i can’t,” tears pool in your eyes and you try your best not to focus on the sight under you, knowing if you even look at him- you’re doomed. you can hear him chuckle at your nimble effort and his only response is to go faster.
“now now, you’ve gotta look at me. look at how well i play with your cunt.” he says, you have no option but to look back down into his eyes as he dives back in your folds. all you can do it scream and beg for him to let you cum- that you’ll be good- good for what? you have no idea. but who cares? his movements have only gotten faster ever since you claimed to be close.
he moans into your core and forces his tongue into your hole, grabbing your hips and rocking them back and forth. you plead- warn him- that you’re gonna cum, and you do. with a loud whine and the repeated mention of his name, you let your high take over you, riding gojo’s tongue where all he does is watch you snap- orbs darkening at the sight before him.
your chest heaves as you catch your breath, soon realising that gojo’s unbuttoning his shirt while looking at you with half-lidded eyes. he hasn’t even done anything and you already have that fucked-out look on your face.
“you didn’t listen to me, baby.” said gojo with a mocking pout on his face. “you know what happens when you don’t listen, hm?”
“you get punished, my love.”
a/n: i just woke up and wrote this can u tell im ovulating
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smoments · 5 months
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no bc the way that gojo looks at geto (kenjaku) when he’s getting sealed never fails to make me physically sick. like even as he knows he’s going to be captured and there’s nothing he can do about it it’s SO clear from looking at his face that all he can think about is the fact that his supposedly dead best friend is in front of him and i feel the lostness and the confusion radiating off of him and it's like he's still in shock & trying to cling on to that last shred of hope that he could still be alive. he's searching for suguru in kenny's smile even though HE KNOWS IT'S NOT HIM!!! it’s so wide eyed and vulnerable and childlike and i’m going to cry and throw up lord
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haeryna · 3 months
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OH MY GOD BAEEEE
i literally love your satosugu fic so much IM SCREAMING LIKE UGHH ITS SO GOOD AJDJWJS
like im not over exaggerating it hurts so good like i swear you know how to hit us hard 😭
i love your writing style and the way that we can feel the characters emotions (or maybe thats just me being sensitive..? IM JOKING BAE) like i can imagine how hurt reader is by satosugu leaving her and how mad satosugu are at themselves for leaving her too LIKE UGHHHH
and readers thoughts are completely valid because satosugu left without explanation, basically deserting her and then suddenly they come back?? like i’d be so hurt and mad that they’re back BUT ALSOO when she got called princess? i feel like part of her just wanted to cave especially when she was being held like that but then the other part of her was fighting, reminding herself how badly she was hurt LIKE OH MY GOD YOU ARE SO GOOD AT THIS I LOVE YOUR WRITING AAAA
and for satosugu their reason for leaving and not contacting was also completely valid !! i love that we get to see how much they miss reader and how upset they were that they left but also their reason for leaving? literally GUT WRENCHING. Yes they love reader as much as they love each other but they had to get out of there for their own safety and it just hurts so good 😭 AND THE WAY THAT THEY STILL LOVE HER TOO IT HURTS SO GOOD LIKE WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE YOU SO GOOD AT WRITING IT MAKES ME SOB— okay but really the way that they never stopped loving her shows how much they truly loved her in the first place because even though reader thinks she means nothing to them she was the only person that they could ever love the way they love each other, oh my god and when they find out she never left and how she’s been alone for the past 5 years i can’t even imagine the guilt and hurt they felt. i can’t even when Suguru finds her letters like the pain he must’ve felt? The way he slowly saw through the letters as the girl they left behind changed, BUT THE WAY THAT THEY WILL NEVER LOVE HER ANY LESS. Also when Satoru notices how reader has changed physically like i just KNOW he wanted to burst into tears, seeing the people you love so frail and vulnerable is a pain that you can never forget so imagining how Satoru felt coming back after years only to find her looking like that must’ve been so painful for him. DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THE PART WHERE HE SAYS HOW HE FORGOT WHAT IT FELT LIKE TO BE WITH HER LIKE OH MY GOD STOP IT RIGHT NOW. Like even though reader doesn’t even want to be in the same room as him he can’t help but feel alive because she’s just always had that affect on him like oh my god i literally want to bawl. Okay but also Suguru writing all of his songs for her 😭 I can’t help but wonder if he still has the guitar she thrifted for him? Also the part about Satoru’s makeup artist? “She’ll never do it like you” IM ACTUALLY SOBBING.
I love the way you write so much, it’s so real and has so much emotion. As a theater kid this entire fic is so good for character analysis like I LOVE analyzing characters and the way you write them just makes it even more fun ! I love the way that each character is actually complex and how their emotions feel real LIEK OH YMGNDODQJDHJWNS
(omg i didn’t realize how like jumbled up this all is im so sorry 😭)
I can’t wait for more to be revealed about their relationship! take your time writing the next chapter 💗
ANON PLEASE I WANT TO PUT YOU IN A LITTLE JAR WITH A BOW AND KEEP YOU SAFE YOU'RE SO SWEET AND KIND AND I LOVE YOU !! let's get married. rn. but PLEASE i was sitting here squealing and kicking my feet and looking at this ask every five minutes...i'm so glad you love it :') it makes me feel so happy that you feel like i've written them to a depth that you feel like you can analyze them!!
just for you bae, some little snippets that may or may not get woven into the main story: (suggestive but not explicit!!)
suguru keeps the old guitar you thrifted him. he actually bought a special case for it, so that even with all the damage, it'll still remain strong. there's a metaphor in that, he thinks, in the way that he'll only bring it out when he's writing a song that's meant for you. they're all meant for you, so he finds himself bringing it out constantly. he refuses to try the demos that the studio sends over, of metal and rock, because it feels cheap and artificial.
satoru keeps you and his lockscreen. it's a photo of you and suguru standing together, backs towards the camera. suguru is mid-laugh, and your eyes are shining. sukuna used to give him shit for it, until choso stepped in, recognizing the wistful love in satoru's eyes every time he'd see it.
the first time they were intimate together in their shitty apartment somewhere in seoul, suguru calls out your name. satoru says nothing of it. in turn, suguru pretends not to notice when satoru calls for you in his sleep.
kenji is dissatisfied. in a small town like yours, classmates have paired up left and right. you were meant for him, he believed. but now that satoru and suguru are back, and you're about to leave, he'd rather clip your wings than let them have you. if he can't have you, then he'd rather let you take the fall.
shoko is bemused, in a sad sort of way. she knows she can't interfere. that, and her girlfriend hates satoru with a burning passion, so she doesn't want to start any fires there.
(utahime will never forgive how satoru had made fun of her when she'd taken a particularly nasty fall during a dance practice. they weren't even in the same industry for god's sake. utahime does not care.)
you're exhausted. money is thin. you've given up on your dreams of a musical career. the notebooks of sheet music and lyrics lay aimlessly on your floor. you pretend like you realize the bleakness of your life. in reality, when you can't sleep, you find yourself scribbling words and melodies.
satoru and suguru tried, once. to replace you. to find someone else. they couldn't even seriously stomach the idea before they gave up and went back to pathetically looking at old photos of you. one of the first things they got when they made it big was a professional album done of all the photos they had of you.
(shoko laughed until she cried when she heard about it, before smacking satosugu and telling them to "go talk to her and do something about it, dumbasses.")
ALSO DO NOT APOLOGIZE FOR THE RAMBLE!! i adored it and i hope to see you around nonnie, take care of yourself <33 i hope my other fics will be able to allow you to analyze the characters as well; the next chapter will be a doozy considering how badly i want to make it realistic but there's a lot of thought that goes into that hnghh. i hope you have a lovely day/night bby!!
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tojis-worm · 1 year
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ITS HAPPENING NOW??? RN??? GOJO UNSEALING AT THIS VERY MOMENT?!?!?!!,(&,;$,)&
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d3adlyromb3ar · 4 days
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there’s something so healing yet detrimental when i write about them… 🥲
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dollsuguru · 2 months
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WIP LIST: SATORU GOJO.
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> coming soon…
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