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#Gojo Satoru fan fiction
peachsayshi · 10 months
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Heyya! I saw your First Kisses post, so I'll be participating. I didn’t know which to choose out these 4 prompts, so I'll let you decide ^^ I'm fine with any, I'm just really indecisive lol
Satoru Gojo + (a surprise kiss, catching one of them off guard, smiling while softly kissing, finally showing their love, kissing as a distraction, or laughing while kissing)
➳  minors / ageless / blank blogs dni
⥽ notes: fluff; mutual pining; just a sprinkle of angst
you're trying so hard not to smile but you can't help it -
you can't help it because you're too busy watching satoru kneel his obnoxiously long body before you, and use his long yet, delicate fingers with careful consideration to wrap the roller bandage around your ankle.
"too tight?" he asks, glancing up at you from underneath his frosty locks, and firing all your synapses within a second.
"no-no...it's alright," you reply softly.
your fingers catch onto the end of his oversized tee that he allowed you to borrow for the night, snuggling you in a comfort of amber wood, pepper, and bergamot.
he's still holding your foot with one hand, but the other is carefully tracing up the curve of your calf.
"maybe you'll think twice the next time you chase down a pestering curse..."
"it's a sprain, 'toru..." you respond with a teasing roll of your eyes, noticing the red burning the tips of his ears from the way you his nickname left your lips. "I'm stronger than I look, you know?"
"oh, I know," he admits with a gentle squeeze to the back of your leg, and your heart nearly climbs up your throat when the corners of his mouth twitch into a playful grin. "I'm the one who trained you after all..."
you shake your head with disbelief, tapping into your flirtatious energy as you slowly slip your leg away from his touch.
you can see him forcefully maintaining his gaze with yours, holding onto every ounce of will to stop himself from dropping his attention to your thighs being exposed from underneath his shirt.
those blue irises are warmer than any other flame, and the heat that emanates off them washes over you instantly.
you nip at your bottom lip when your mouth goes dry.
you know better than to jeopardise what you already have with him. you're aware that the roots of his feelings for you have practically taken over the veins in his heart. you see it every time he looks at you, every time he speaks to you, with every lingering touch...and you'd be lying sinfully if you tried to say that you didn't reciprocate those feelings tenfold.
satoru sees the thoughts running through your eyes, and leans forward to rest both his arms on your legs, bringing his face far too close than your stomach can handle.
"thank you letting me spend the night," your murmur, your voice barely above a whisper.
he taps the tip of nose lightly against your own, "my home is yours, you know that..."
just this once, you think to yourself as you cautiously close in on the space separating you from the man you yearn for.
you're looking deeply into his eyes, your lips just a fraction away from brushing over his but you smile and pretend like everything is still perfectly normal.
you carry on that facade while you cup his face in the palm of your hands, before leaning in to to capture his mouth for a kiss.
satoru's body grows still for only a second, until he responds by extending his arms to circle them around your waist. the kiss starts off chaste, gentle pecks before he finally slips his tongue. you immediately melt into his arms as he sighs with gratitude, both of you feeling a tremendous weight dissipate off your shoulders. your fingers tangle between his hair, while his own hands sneakily slide underneath the fabric of his tee to travel up your back.
he doesn't want to pull away, and neither do you...but when the moment finally happens you're both trapped in a haze of desire that has you seeing stars.
satoru swallows hard as he outlines your bottom lip. "you should get some sleep..."
"yeah," you nod in between trying to catch your breath, "it's getting late."
your body sinks into a deep ache when he stands up, taking his warmth along with him as he makes his way out the door.
once you are left alone, you bring your fingers to the tip of your lips and press them while thinking about the magic that you just received. what you don't see is satoru standing just outside the room door, one hand still on the handle with his back pressed against the frame.
he grins foolishly and licks his lips, before closing his eyes for only a minute to briefly taste how sweet you are once again.
⥽ requests?
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lulumilkshake · 11 months
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pretty little wife
pairings: g. satoru
description: he couldn’t help but show love to his pretty housewife.
warnings: gojo has a housewife kink, food play, mentions of wet dreams, non consensual photo taking, idk just sex lmfao
a/n: currently coping from chapter 225 even though ik he won’t die that easily LMAOO
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gojo really couldn’t help but show love to his beautiful little housewife.
you were an angel compared to him. always fulfilling his every need all the time.
if he was hungry? you’d make him the best meal.
if he was sleepy? you’d let him take a nap on your chest, his favorite pillow.
if he wanted to fuck you? you’d of course, let him!
therefore, he had a wet dream about you last night.
you were in nothing but your sweet little apron, letting him lick buttercream off the valley of your breasts, as he pounded his fat cock into you rapidly.
as he woke up in the morning, he groaned at the feeling of his boner straining against his sweatpants.
never in his life would he think a woman would have an effect on him like this. but he couldn’t help it. who wouldn’t when you were so sweet and obedient to him?
he was about to roll over and press his hard-on against your ass but he noticed you weren’t next to him. he groaned once more that he had to get up with the feeling of blue balls.
when he got up, he rethought about his dream and the way you were moaning as he slammed his cock into you, overstimulated as his dick hit every spot inside of you.
“fuck,” he whispered out as his dick was pulsing harder at the thought of you moaning under him.
“gonna make that dream real, sweet girl” he mumbled out as he headed downstairs, palming his boner to soothe the pain a bit.
“honey..!! i have something to give you!!” he spoke cockily while he was walking down the stairs, looking for you.
while walking down stairs and through the living room, the smell of pancakes filled his nostrils.
“his pretty little housewife,” he thought. you were so cute for him. waking up so early to give him a nice breakfast.
fuck.
as he walked into the kitchen, he stared at the blessed sight that his eyes behold.
you were in nothing but panties, an apron, and his shirt, humming a sweet tune to yourself as you sway your hips.
his mouth was watering at the sight of you, he couldn’t help but palm his cock again before letting out a wolf whistle as he leaned on the doorway, trying to play it cool.
“look at you, pretty girl” he spoke teasingly as he walked torwards you.
you jumped a bit as you heard his voice, but giggled soon afterwards.
“good mornin’ sweetheart! did you wake up okay, sleepy?” you ask while giggling more, your voice filled with love for your snow white haired husband. your teasing was barely even teasing. in his eyes, you were the most innocent girl ever.
you were gonna drive him insane. your voice itself was enough to make the strongest become the weakest.
he grabs your hips, putting his head into the nape of your neck. his clothed cock is throbbing against your panties, as he whispers in your ear.
“would’ve woken up better if you were in bed next to me. then we wouldn’t have to do this now, yeah?”
before you could respond to him, he pushed you up against the counter before pulling down your panties.
“s-satoru!” you whine out as you’re surprised by his sudden advances. you let him do whatever he wants though, because after all you just want him to be happy, and he loved the feeling of knowing you thought that way about him and only him.
“i know baby, just gotta take care of this. then I’ll eat breakfast with you, okay?” he doesn’t wait for your answer though as he rips off your (his) shirt, leaving on the apron just like in his dream.
you moan out at the feeling of him ripping off your shirt. “j-just what are you trying to do, s-satoru?” you question since you noticed he didn’t take off your apron.
he ignores you as he is only focused on taking off his pants. his long cock springing out and hitting his abdomen. you drool a bit at the sight, and so does your pussy.
satoru notices this and he lets out a loud laugh. “so wet for me already, huh sweet girl? but i barely even touched you yet.” he teases you and you pout a bit at this, staring up at his tall figure with doe eyes.
fuck, seeing you liked this turned him on so much. his cock twitched at your pout. “awh don’t be like that baby,” he says squeezing your face and giving you a quick kiss before lining his cock up with the entrance of your dripping pussy.
“i always make my sweet housewife feel good, don’t i?” he says with a smile before he thrusts into your pussy hard and suddenly without warning. as he thrusted into you with precision, you were seeing stars. you were drooling everywhere, babbling out nonsense as his hips bucked into your tight cunt.
“s-satoru” was all you could scream out as he continued to pound into your pussy. he chuckled at the sight. you were so cock drunk, but not even close to how pussy drunk he was. he had to close his eyes at the sight so he wouldn’t cum so soon.
when he looked to the right, trying to take his eyes off your body so he wouldn’t cum before you, he noticed a bottle of whipped cream on the counter. he remembered his dream at this moment, and took the whipped cream bottle and stared directly at your tits. he had a shit eating grin on his face, that you could only gulp at what was gonna happen next.
you looked up at him with the whipped cream bottle in his hand, not even being able to question it because his cock kept hitting every single spot inside of you.
he cackled mischievously as he had an idea. he took the whipped cream bottle and starting spelling out, “torus cockslut” on your neck and breasts before laughing hard at the sight. he pulled out his phone without you knowing to take a picture of the slutty sight.
you didn’t know what he was laughing so hard at, but you couldn’t help but laugh (and moan) with him too. you thought he was just being wholesome and enjoying the sweet moment.. oh love, were you wrong. when was the strongest sorcerer ever wholesome when fucking you like this?
as soon as he finished up laughing, he started to lick at the whipped cream, cleaning up your body. as he did this, he continued to thrust his length into you, even rougher this time due to the sight of you almost fucked out.
he licked at your breasts like it was his last meal, paying special attention to your hard nipples. he sucked at your breasts, licking up any other spots he missed. you whimper and moan out louder at the feeling of his tongue all over your breasts and neck.
“t—too much, toru!” you clenched around his cock harder at the feeling of him pounding into you and the feeling of his tongue on you.
“fuck— squeezing around me so tight baby.” he groans out as he continues to thrust his hips into you, getting deeper at every plunge. the blunt head of his cock hitting every part inside of you.
“s-satoru! g-gonna’ cum!” you gasp out loud, the feeling of your orgasm pooling inside of you.
“shit— me too, baby. c-cum with me, take all my load!” he grunts loudly as his thrusts stammer as he releases a hot load of cum inside of you, painting your walls with ropes of cum. you moan out at the feeling of his cum filling you as you milk his cock, pussy spasming as you reach the end of your high.
you both pant loudly as you both hit your orgasm together. he pulls out of you quickly, as cum spills out of your pretty pussy. he smiles at the sight. even though you were his sweet little housewife, he loved to ruin you.
he picked you up and sat you down on the couch before giving you a blanket, some water, and a plate of pancakes.
“thank you, satoru!” you smiled sweetly at his affection and aftercare towards you. he kept his promise and sat down to eat breakfast with you. he was such a great husband!
as he sat down next to you, he chuckled loud as he opened his phone.
“what’s so funny, baby?” you ask, crawling over to him wanting to laugh with him as well.
“aren’t you just the most adorable girl in the world?” he answered cooing at you. he started laughing loud and cocky again at his wallpaper, staring at it with another famous shit eating grin as he admired his artwork.
it was..
a photo of you..
with the words.. ‘torus cockslut on your breasts..
written with love by the one and only, Gojo Satoru.
your cheeks warmed up at the sight.
“w-wha—!” you gasp before covering your face in embarrassment. it wasn’t a wholesome moment at all!
he giggles once more before wrapping an arm around you, pulling you close to his bare chest.
“a bit disappointed i forgot to put my signature, but there is always a next time, yeah?”
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a/n: in gojo we trust! hope u enjoyed <3
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ladyrowrites · 2 months
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“EX-BOYFRIEND GOJO”
A/N: Just had a thought about this lol! Might have more ex-boyfriend series :)
Pairings: Gojo x Afab reader
Warning: Angst, Gaslighting, mentions of stalking and bribing, swearing, death threats, smoking, MDNI!!!!
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Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who gives you the annoyed look everytime you ask him to talk and fix your relationship. He’d sigh and say, “What now, y/n? Am I not enough for you?” 
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who broke up with you because he accused you of being too controlling even though you only asked him to tell you where he was and who he was with every time he said he was going somewhere. When you said that you only wanted to know so you’d stop worrying, he also accused you of being jealous. 
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who hated seeing you move on to someone else so he bribes or threatens all your prospects. Your dates will neither show up or just ghost you. When you learned this from Shoko, you immediately deleted all your social media, changed your phone number, and even changed your home address to escape from his toxicity. 
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who panicked when he went to your house to confront you why you deleted all your social media accounts but it was a stranger who answered your ‘supposed’ to be home and basically harassed Shoko for your new info. Shoko gave Gojo the finger and said, “Leave her alone.”
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who saw you outside your workplace with a blonde guy who was wearing a blue button up shirt under a tan blazer with matching slacks and light shoes and thought why were you two laughing so much and why were you two so close? He was about to approach you but you saw him in your peripheral vision and took your co-worker’s wrist and ran inside your work building. 
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who was furious when he saw you ran away with a nobody compared to him. Really that guy? He bribed and threatened your boss to give him your new address and phone number. There was the biggest smirk on his face because he thought he won.
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who was now fuming because it was the guy he saw you with answered your door and looked so nonchalant at him with a cig in his hand. “Who the fuck are you?” was what he said, the blonde hair guy replied, “If you don’t leave her alone, I will personally help her file a restraining order from you.” And closed the door in his face.
Ex-Boyfriend Gojo who knocked loudly again but when the door opened, his face fell. The same guy now had a cleaver with black and white spots on it in his right hand, and said, “If you don’t leave now or ever…” Then blew a smoke in his face, “I don’t think there will be a nice ending for both of us and I really really don’t like going to jail.” Your ex-boyfriend Gojo just nodded and left.
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luvvsk2 · 7 days
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helloo,
i wanted to request jjk headcanon , how do you think they would spend time with reader and what they enjoy together. also please make it fluff. thank you
OUU YESS !! thank you for your request !! 🤍🤞
how jjk men like to spend time with you ☄. *. ⋆ :
characters: gojo,geto,nanami,toji
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gojo :
-going shopping !! - we all know Gojo is rich. so naturally he likes spending his money on you and bonding with you. -"what do you think of this" you said as you walked out the fitting room. "i really like it! let's buy it" he replied. "how much you asked to the worker "1250 dollars." "yeah sure!" gojo said "no gojo this is too much" you said not wanting to accept it. -another i think is simply going on walks. -we all know gojo is energetic so i think going on walks with you and talking about random ass things is fun to him
geto :
-listening to music with you -any music even if its one of those tiktok ones (fuck me like you mad at me baby, i need a freak to drive me crazy💀😭 pls tell me yk what im talking about) -going to coffee shops -when i look at geto i feel like he loves coffee, specially black coffee, espresso, lattes you know? -"lemme try yours" you asked geto he held his cup out to you, you took a sip instantly regretting it your face churns "its so bitter" "not that bitter, its black coffee what did you expect"he laughed
nanami :
-cooking with you. -nanami is a busy man lets be fair but, cooking i feel like is one of his passions and he enjoys it, he enjoys it even more when its with you. - "darling pass me the salt.", you passed it to him as he shook the salt ,the cap of the salt shaker came off and all the salt went into the food. you looked at him and started laughing. "kento omg" -talking about theoretical scenarios, because he's smart its even better. like "what would you do if there was a zombie apocalypse" shit like that.
toji :
-watching tv. -seems really simple right? well toji is a simple broke middle age guy, and just surfing channels on tv with you in his arms is fun for him. -going to the gym with you -toji's body amazing and working out is one of his passions, so he asks you to come along. "alright y/n try lifting my weights" he says while smirking, his weights are 200 kgs so thats a challenge, you were confident but as soon as you tried, you struggled, "toji! you're making me lift more than you did, i know you secretly put weights on it!" you face scrunching, he starts loosing it laughing, you ran after him trying to hit him.
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Gojo satoru x F!reader fic in which you and Megumi interact after his "adoption"
You guys I know Gojo's more like a mentor to Megumi in cannon, but pls pls pls just let me have this, I'll give you good vibes for a week if you do 😭 Also, Satoru is more like a side character in this one, sorry babes.
Warnings: Slight innuendo, some cursing, good feels
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The walk home with Gojo was...interesting. No, scratch that. Annoying. Megumi could do nothing but listen to him talk and talk and talk, to the point that he wished he was getting sold to the Zenin clan.
"Man, you're boring for a 1st grader, huh? What are you, like 8?"
"I'm 6."
"Rightttt....most serious 6-year old I've ever met."
coming from him? Megumi liked that. Whoever Gojo found entertaining had to be crazy.
"You know, my usagi-chan is gonna looove to meet you,"
"Usagi-chan?" He stretched out the pet name, a confused and judgmental tone in his voice. What kind of parent names their kid "little bunny"?
Gojo beamed, holding his hand out and counting on his fingers all the things he liked about you. "Oh yeah, She's great! She's smart, and funny, and she's a great cook, and a really strong sorcerer, and..."
Megumi tuned him out. It was bad enough, dealing with this guy, now there were going to be two of you? He dreaded what the rest of his life would look like.
Gojo was still talking as they walked up the final steps to Jujitsu tech, making their way to the dormitories, only shutting up for a moment when he opened the door to Megumi's new room.
You were there, setting a bouquet of carnations in a vase and angling it perfectly on Megumi's new night stand. The second you realized they arrived, you nervously turned around and smiled sweetly. "Hi! You must be Toj- uh, Megumi Fushiguro!"
"Toji's son" sounded a little demeaning to you.
Megumi nodded, seeming to be examining your face, trying to get a read on you. "I'm (y/n), It's great to meet you...I was going to make lunch, but then I realized I don't even know what you like...so how about when you're settled you can tell me what you like and I'll make it for dinner?" So Usagi-chan wasn't your real name...
"Can you even cook," Megumi asked, the first thing he's ever said to you, his little voice mature sounding for a kid his age.
You giggled, his bluntness making you relax a little at how amusing it was. "Well, he thinks I can," you laughed, pointing at Gojo, who has now made his way over to be next to you, "But he thinks I'm good at everything, so how about you try it and find out?"
Megumi hesitantly nodded, satisfied with your answer, and plops his backpack on the ground. He's decided he likes you.
You made pork gyoza for him that night, some of the best gyoza he's ever had, yet to be matched in his mind. As time went on, Megumi came to realize that you and Gojo filled entirely different roles. While Satoru lived in the dorm right next to Megumi's, Megumi saw a lot more of you than him, even though you worked at the Kyoto sister school.
You came over every day, eating dinner with him and shoveling big portions on his plate because he was "a growing boy", helping him with his homework, listening to his problems, attending his elementary and middle school graduations. At first, Gojo really only interacted with him to train every weekend, to bring him up to his level, but as you took a more parental role, so did he.
Of course, neither of you wanted to be called mom or dad, and Megumi didn't want that either, so he just called you by either your names or "sensei" when being educated. That said, you and Satoru always joked with each other about being teen parents, lamenting the fact that you "got the kid without any of the fun." The very implication of you two doing that always made Megumi gag.
Speaking of that, having the talk with him was surprisingly easy for you and Satoru, disgustingly easy in Megumi's 12 year old eyes, and although at the time he never intended on putting the information to use, it was still good to have.
You were always patient with him, staying gentle during his angsty middle school years, and eventually helping him train even more once he entered high school. You even insisted he danced with you at your wedding, stating that you needed "at least one dance with a gentleman."
All of this said, none of the other first years in the Tokyo school even knew of your existence until the good will event. You showed up with your students, The first person you greeted being Maki. Despite being Mai's teacher, Maki loved you. You were just so...bubbly.
"Maki! Ugh, it's been forever since I've seen you," you squeal, bringing her into a tight hug. You greet Toge and Panda respectively, Before rushing over to your now husband and dramatically swooning into his arms. "Oh, Satoru," You sigh, the back of your hand resting delicately on your forehead. "Ah, Usagi-chan, How I've missed you in the time we've been apart," he sighed, holding you by your waist and the nape of your neck. The sight was completely cringe-worthy, but it was funny to you two and that was all that mattered.
The two of you kissed, much to the confusion of Nobara and Yuji. You opened your eyes, peaking at their faces, and quickly sprung out of the arms of your beloved husband.
"You never told me how adorable your first years are," You giggled, taking Itadori's face in your hand and examining it. You didn't release him as you turned back to Gojo, calling out, "This is the vessel, right?" Satoru nodded, saying, "That's him," proudly. Yuji finally spoke up while Nobara laughed at the sight, asking, "Uhhhh...who are you?"
You pulled back, posing a little and responding with, "I'm (Y/n) (L/n), Satoru's wife!" You never took his last name, seeing as just being connected to the Gojo clan made you a bigger target than you already were. Nobara and Itadori's eyes lit up, both of them shouting, "Tell us everything!"
You would have been happy to, but you saw Megumi out of the corner of your eye. "Ah, Megumi!" You zoomed over, hugging him so tightly his bones might crack. "I've been meaning to ask, what do you want for dinners this week?"
Nobara and itadori got even more excited, you being the best source of information on their closed off friend and surprisingly mysterious teacher.
"I don't care..." Megumi sighed, blushing a little at how open you were about all this. "Maybe Gyoza," he muttered.
Ok, you could be a little annoying sometimes, but that's how all mothers caregivers were. He wasn't mad, even when you invited Itadori and Nobara over for dinner after the event, or spilled all of the details (except for the ones not even Megumi knows) about your life with Megumi and Satoru. He was ok with this, albeit a little peeved, because at the end of the day you cared for him in a way he never would have imagined being cared for.
Life didn't turn out to be so bad after all.
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I absolutely loved writing this, it's been on my mind for a while now! As always, let me know what you think :)
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justrustandstardust · 2 months
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Can I ask your opinion on answer to this : https://www.tumblr.com/gojuo/742796780522061824/is-satosugu-a-queerbaiting-ship?source=share ?
for reference, this is the post anon is talking about. feel free to check it out for context before reading my response.
this person is basically saying that stsg cannot be romantic because there is no romance depicted between them onscreen; all of their interactions are meant to be regarded through a platonic lens because it's never explicitly indicated (in canon) to do otherwise.
this goes back to the whole idea of "projecting" queerness onto geto and gojo despite them being queered already, which i've touched on before. i'm going to respond to this person's ideas in two main parts: 1) queerbaiting and 2) canon, alongside the idea of "shipping".
as an idea, queerbaiting refers to the marketing technique employed by creators and publishers to increase a media's appeal, achieved through teasing a queer connection between two characters romantically unentangled in canon. queerbaiting dangles the proverbial carrot in front of the audience only to snatch it back with forced love interests or open declarations of brotherhood. it operates along the binary of friends/heterosexuals and queered/romance, dangling the carrot in front of the latter only to resolutely plant their feet in the former.
shockingly, i actually agree with this person— gojo and geto are not queerbaiting because they are queer-coded. the blatant difference between baiting and coding is that the former uses the appeal of fetishism as a marketing mechanism and the latter employs subtextual traits, literary devices and narratorial mechanisms that are recognizable as queer without being stated outright.
queerbaiting is always negative; it operates through stereotypes and functions to create the illusion of representation to ultimately reify the sex/gender binary. queercoding, on the other hand, functions in a more neutral space to create all forms of representation. (although western media has historically queercoded villains, which is an example of negative mechanization).
when engaging in discourse around queerbaiting, it's important to remember that queerness does not present uniformly across borders and time periods. when we seek open declarations of love as affirmations of queerness, we are seeking western representations of queerness, which are often founded in romantic love. the person who wrote this post is engaging in a solipsistic analysis from a western perspective, a perspective of which too often assumes the 'default' in anglophone fan spaces.
gojo and geto are not meant to be interpreted through a western lens because they are not borne of the west. applying a western conception of queerness to them as a barometer is unfair, incongruous and downright disrespectful to their characters. it's akin to shoving a box into a circular hole and declaring the box at fault for not being able to fit. simply because gojo and geto do not fit your static conception of queerness does not negate the core tenets of their characters that can only be understood through a queered lens, albeit a non-western one.
this brings me to my second point, which regards conceptions of canon and the practice of shipping. this person applies the same binary to fandom/canon spaces as they do sex/gender, dichotomizing jjk media into 'source' materials and 'fan-generated' content, much of which they relegate to the "stsg shippers [that] forc[e]their headcanons down your throat and manipulat[e] you into believing that shit".
a guiding principle amongst purists of any media is that there is "original" and "unbastardized" content, and then there are fan "mutilations" of said content that come after. they maintain a sanctimonious attitude and imply that people who engage in bastardizing media therefore understand the "source" content to a lesser degree (a requisite qualification to engage in mutilation).
in polarizing fan content and 'source' content, purists willfully blind themselves to the true essence of media— it does not exist independently of the imagination of the populous, it is made and continues to be made of the populous' imagination itself. once created, each re-imagination is not adjunct to the 'source' material but rather an extension of it on an equal ontological plane.
functioning less like an island in the ocean of our worldly milieu, media is more of a current, pushing and pulling on different sociocultural forces and being shaped by them in return. regarding it in a puritanical manner is a perversion of its nature because media does not merely live in the world, it becomes the world around it.
this person divorces so-called 'fan' content from 'original' material, and derisively declares that "Theories you read? That's fandom. Art you reblog? Fandom. Memes you consume and regurgitate? Fandom. Sending me asks about JJK? You're engaging in fandom". in doing this, they fundamentally do not understand that the two are inseparable because they are co-constitutive. jjk is fandom, and fandom is jjk.
fan culture is not supplemental to 'source' content; it a manifestation of media achieving its intended purpose, which is to join the world that bred it. fandom is perhaps the highest form of intellectual engagement with jjk because it executes the understanding that media exists within the world and not outside of it.
the things fans create are not inferior or antithetical to the 'source' media; however, i'm not saying that they're all inherently favourable either— they can be anything because they can just be. media invites itself into our world and in doing so, sends an amorphous invitation back. when you pompously declare that "in canon there is no romantic love between those two and there never has been", you slap the hand that extends itself to you and defy the maxim of media: it is not prescriptive, it is participatory.
when people acknowledge that gojo and geto are queercoded and choose to understand their coding in a romantic context, they are not "forc[ing] their headcanons and misinterpretations of the material down everyone's throats". they optimize media's purpose and reach back towards the waiting hand of fiction instead of isolating jjk and forcing it out of the creative medium that birthed it. "shipping" is one form of engagement amongst many, and is a reductive term that belies the intricate textual analysis required to arrive at its conclusion.
one key dimension of the "shipping" discourse is that it's mainly conducted by people who aren't men. men, in principle, are used to dominating every discursive space. to them, it is utterly flabbergasting that people who aren't them might have more insight into their favourite media than they do; nuanced and complex insight at that. compressing the discourse about stsg into "shipping" is reductive and disregards the complex conceptual and narrative analysis conducted to reach the so-called "shipping" conclusion, a practice which requires analytical capabilities that elude the men who deride them.
maybe the people who are "annoying as fuck" are not the "stsg shippers" but the people who insist on interacting with jjk in a purely prescriptive context, clinging to a vacuous relationship with their favourite media and removing themselves from its most authentic, intellectual and enjoyable facet in the process.
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bunnybonbonb · 5 months
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Can’t love you anymore
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“OH HEY, NEVER MIND NO, WHAT IS IT?
I DON'T THINK WERE IN LOVE ANYMORE OH”
-summary: y/n falls in love with a mysterious boy that often comes into the coffee shop but can’t figure out if her feelings are reciprocated.
Masterlist
Y/n’s friends Megumi friend’s
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akatsuki-shin · 3 months
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WIP of a smol SatoSugu fic I'm writing for Geto's birthday this year because I love him too much not to do anything on his special day sdfhsfdgsfhdsgfsjk
Look forward to the whole thing on February 3rd~! 💕
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justawriterofthings · 1 month
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Gimme ideas pls. this man’s making me feel things
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bts5sosempire · 11 months
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If I ever finished writing "the tyrant" and "silent sea," I would try to explore these ideas, as I already jotted down very vague snippets of each work into my notepad. So lemme know in the voting because either I will focus on one only (depending on the popularity/ demand) or all of it, and it will be a very slow update.
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raysofhelios · 6 days
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Hello friends!!! I'm new to this to some level, but I'm pretty nervous and excited to advertise this new Fan Fiction I wrote!!
It's Jujutsu Kaisen based, following SatoSugu with a nice side serving of Nanabara. Please, give it a read! Let me know your thoughts and if you'd like to see more! There's going to be a second chapter uploaded very shortly. Just to draw people in a bit more, I'm looking at posting 3 chapters before May 15th.
I'm also a huge HUGE fan of Fire Emblem Three Houses, and a very devoted Sylvix shipper. I'll be writing some works on them once I've got my roots for this one.
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peachsayshi · 8 months
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The Way You Love Me {Update}
Chapter 25 - Distance
➳ summary: you & satoru take a little break.
notes: hi, hi everyone! the latest chapter of the way you love me has been updated on my ao3. I think there might be about 6 more parts left until we are done with this series. Comments are always appreciated xo I hope you guys enjoy this!
tags: @moonmalice @bibemiiu @nutheadgeenat @satoruhour @i-be-teff
{shoot me a dm if you would like to be added to the tag list!}
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starlitcorgi · 2 months
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Me at 36 reading fanfic like:
Who the hell decided 28 was old?! Seriously 😳 though who? The average human life span is now 80+ years old. We got people living past 100 so frequently Buckingham Palace be running out of special cards to send (in the UK you get a card from the royal family if you reach your hundredth birthday) But you wanna tell me Gojou's old.
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ladyrowrites · 3 months
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Promise Part 1
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A/N: This came to me in a dream so I just had to write it. Also, this may be a long fan fic.. depending on how I feel and if I dream of this again lol :)
Pairings: Gojo x Afab reader
Warning: Lots of angst and some swearing, mentions of cheating
wc: 7,273
Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
You were staring at the picture of you and Gojo at your night stand and then at the ceiling. You finally decided to stand up from your shared bed and started packing your belongings. Your body and mind could not process what Gojo confessed to you. You didn’t know what to do first - Cry? Breakdown? Break a few things? Laugh? Punch him? Slap him? Kill him?
Honestly, you were just so tired. You were planning a wedding - a marriage, a union between you and the love of your life. Or so you thought. When he proposed to you, he told you while on one knee that he wants to be with you FOREVER. Forever, my fucking ass. Laughable, even.
CHAPTER 1: Deal Breaker
Two Hours Ago
“Hi, love! How was work?” You giddily greeted him by the door as he entered your shared home. You felt something was off right away by the way his eyes and face looked. You can just feel his aura radiating bad news. You try to shake it away as you were excited to tell him about finding the perfect wedding dress today.
“Oh it’s all right” He responds quietly, “Can we talk, love?”
“Sure. What’s wrong Satoru?” You can already feel your heart sink. 
Gojo leads you to your bedroom and then sits at the foot of the bed while brushing his hair and sighing.
“SATORU! You are making me nervous. What is it?” You jokingly said while taking a seat beside him.
Gojo then stands up, trying to find the right words, trying to see how he will break this devastating news to you. As if, there will be a right way. Either way, you will get hurt and he was the cause of it.
He sighed again and cleared his throat, “My love, I just want you to know…” He was looking down and was playing with his fingers, “I love you very much and still now, you are the only woman that I see my future with. When I said forever to you, I meant it.” He was looking at you now.
You looked at him too, trying to understand what’s happening. Were you trying to reassure her? Gojo was the kind of fiancé to always reassure you especially when you are feeling insecure and down. But this time, it feels different. 
You didn’t speak. Your eyes spoke to him to continue.
“I…” He knelt down to you and cupped your face, “I will always love you.”
At this point, your heart and mind keeps racing, so you replied, “Get to the point, Satoru.”
He was whispering when he said this, but you heard it loud and clear. 
“I… I did the one thing you asked me not to do… Your deal breaker..” Gojo started crying and was leaning down now to your lap and he was shaking.
He continued, “I..I…slept with someone else..I’m sorry.”
If you think you experienced heart breaks before him, you were wrong. This was heart shattering, literally feeling your heart split in two. Your mind fades to nothing. You’re going numb, not knowing how to respond to that. You don’t know if you want to hit him first or smash all the things you could touch first or… you could just not think of anything. It’s like your body stopped functioning. 
“She was nothing though! It was a one time mistake! My love, it was a mistake! I promise, it was nothing. I’m so sorry” He was talking fast and pleading.
You laughed.
Ridiculous laugh.
“My love?” Was all you said and laughed again. There were no tears because you promised yourself that you will not let Gojo Satoru see you cry. NOT FROM THIS FUCKING BULLSHIT.
Gojo was just looking up to you while his hands were leaning in your lap. You pushed his hands away because you felt disgusted. The same hands that held you at your most vulnerable. The same hands that held you because he wanted to be with you.
You stood up, “You fucking cheater. Don’t even come near me! I asked you one thing! ONE THING! This should’ve been a given! Was I not enough for you?”
Gojo knelt in front of you saying how sorry he is. You kept pacing back and forth and your fists were balling wanting to punch him or yourself to wake yourself up from this fucking nightmare. The love of your life. The man you were supposed to be with until you both had gray hair. The one you were supposed to say ‘I do’ to… He BETRAYED you. After 4 years of loving each other, you can’t believe that this is how it's ending. Was everything a lie? Did he really love you faithfully from the start?
There were so many questions in your mind. You want to fucking drown in the ocean and not wanting to be saved.
“You were! You were Y/N! I… I don’t even know what came to me. I was intoxicated… Not that I am trying to find excuses, because I did it. It was a mistake. I am so sorry.” He was crying so hard that it was breaking your heart more.
“When did this happen?”
“Two weeks ago, Y/N. I.. My conscience was killing me. The moment it happened, I wanted to tell you but I don’t know how. I’m sorry. She was nothing.”
You felt sick to your stomach, knowing he came home to you that late night, drunk. He said he drank a lot and came home at 4am because his co-workers made him stay and that there was a big successful merger so he had to. AND YOU BELIEVED HIM. 
“Who was she?” You asked, whispering. You wanted to stop asking, but for your peace of mind, you had to, even if you don't even know if this will give you peace.
“Again, she was nothing to me. She was a client. We..we were both drunk and she was already flirting with me….”
“SHUT UP! SHUT UP!!!!!!!!! YOU FUCKING LIAR!!!!!” You don’t want to hear what his story was leading to now. It HURT. It hurts so much you can’t breathe. You think you’re going to pass out so you sit down near the headboard where you see the loving picture of you and Gojo in the nightstand. He was kissing your cheeks while you were smiling so cheekily and your eyes looked so bright. You looked so in love. Where did it go wrong?
Gojo’s eyes were following what you were doing. Admittedly, he was surprised that you were not throwing tantrums or slapping him or just being violent. Not even tears. He felt he deserved all of that.
You just sat there quietly for 30 minutes, looking at everything else in your bedroom except for him. Gojo’s heart was breaking into tiny little pieces. He didn’t know what came over him. He destroyed all your love and trust on that one shitty night. He wanted to hug and kiss all your pain away, if you’ll let him. But he knows better than that.
After 45 minutes of just silence, Gojo spoke, “My love, just speak to me, please. Slap me, do something! Just please say something..” Gojo is pleading while he sat next to you. His cerulean eyes are red from crying. 
The moment he sat down, you stood up and got your luggage. You started putting all your clothes in it. Gojo wanted to stop you. He didn’t want you to leave but that would be so selfish of him. He was already selfish enough to sleep with a nobody. He just sat there looking at what you’re doing.
No words can truly describe how you felt. Betrayed. Destroyed. Broken. 
You just want to get out of there. You can’t bear to see the man you called your love. Because there was no love anymore felt in that house. Because if there was, he would not do this to you.
After packing, you said, “You don’t even need to send all the things I bought for this house. You can keep it.”
You removed the blue sapphire engagement ring he gave you, the same colour of his eyes; he said that he chose that ring to remind you that he will always be there forever. Forever, by your side, through sickness and in health.
Gojo began wailing. It was happening so fast. You were packing your things and then all of a sudden giving back the one thing he promised you forever. He began kneeling in front of you. Begging you not to leave him. You were his life, his love, his everything.
You also knelt, putting the ring in his palms. He was struggling to open it, but you were adamant to give it to him. 
Heartbreaking was an understatement. You wanted to hug him and forgive him and forget all this happened. But you can’t. This is not something you just sweep under the rug. He broke your trust.
“I told you cheating was my deal breaker when we first met. Obviously, you forgot. Or maybe this was really not the first time you felt doing it? I’m not sure anymore. I don’t know who you are anymore, Satoru. I.. I don’t think I can have this.” With that, you stood up, collected your luggage, and left without looking back.
The moment he heard his name left your lips, he thought it was the saddest voice he had ever heard in his life.
The moment you were down outside by the lobby, you started bawling like you never cried before. You were on the floor just sitting by the wall while you poured your heart out. People were looking at you, even the security, but you didn’t care.
That night was the night your soul left your body.
You see someone coming to you, but you can’t see who it was as your vision is blurred from all the tears.
Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
“Y/N?”
You look up with your hand in your hair, “Suguru?”
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NEXT CHAPTER HERE!
Hope you enjoyed this angst! I think I love writing them lol :)
Writing soon again,
Lady Ro
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frankencanon · 8 months
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Jujutsu Kaisen × Hero Academia Crossover AU where the Jujutsu Sorcerer Community is actually a Vigilante Serial Killer Cult
Okay, bear with me for a second here—
Consider: a sort of universe-fusion where JJK takes place in the BNHA universe, but...! Curses are not real. I repeat, curses do not exist.
The Sorcerer community is a cult made up of people who believe that Villains with mutant quirks are Curses, while the more anthropomorphic Villains are Curse Users.
They believe that destroying (i.e. killing) Curses exorcises them, and that Curse Users deserve the same fate. They believe that doing so is their civic duty as Jujutsu Sorcerers, and they groom their children to do the same.
Their community is highly secretive (supposedly because the public would not understand or be able to handle the "truth" of curses) and their children are kept cut-off from society as they're growing up, until they're old enough to attend Jujutsu Tech and start going on "missions" of their own to "exorcise" "curses".
A fanfic based in this AU would ideally start shortly before the protagonist is meant to attend Jujutsu High, when there is a major police bust and most of the cult are finally put under arrest for their crimes (serial murder, mainly).
The adult cult members would be put under arrest, while the younger ones will be evaluated based on whether they had "exorcised" anyone yet, and for the ones who haven't — they would be relocated and rehabilitated, and placed in foster care and sent to ordinary high schools that are willing to take them in.
For example: A raid is launched on Jujutsu Tech and the compounds of the main clans — all at the same time, so that no one has the chance to warn anyone else or escape.
Eraserhead and Tsukauchi are involved in the raid on the Gojō compound specifically, and while they're putting everyone under arrest a child — about fourteen or fifteen years old — suddenly appears out of nowhere.
He has white hair and eyes like the sky and is wearing a matching yukata. He is also eerily calm considering Aizawa is currently kneeling on the back of one of his family members, who is cuffed and spitting.
When the man on the ground sees him he orders the child to free him and "exorcise the curse users". The child blinks back, before turning to Aizawa and Tsukauchi to ask, "What are you doing?"
They (awkwardly) explain that the (adult) clan members are under arrest for serial murder, etc.
The kid asks what will happen to him. They explain that as he is an innocent child he will be placed with a foster parent, rehabilitated, and admitted to an eligible high school come fall.
The kid... smiles. Says, "OK!"
...He seems weirdly excited...?
(They don't know this yet, but little Gojō Satoru is positively ecstatic. He's gonna be free from his overbearing relatives?! He's gonna get to go to an ordinary high school and have a real high school experience with sports festivals and fairs and clubs?! He's gonna be able to do practically whatever he wants — have fun and eat sweets and goof off?! This is the best day of his life!)
(Gojō doesn't know this yet, but when Nedzu hears about him and his abilities an offer is going to be put forth for Gojō to attend UA...
If he passes the Hero Entrance Exam — which, of course he will — he will be admitted into the Hero Course as a first-year alongside students such as Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shōto, and Bakugō Katsuki.)
Other characters this could work with:
Young Fushiguro Megumi, abandoned by Toji. Perhaps he was just recently sold to taken in by the Zen'in Clan right before they got raided.
Quirkless Zen'in Maki, neglected by her so-called "family" but not about to let that stop her from getting stronger than any of them.
Itadori Yuuji, owner of a mild strength enhancement quirk, is victimized by a powerful pseudo-immortality quirk and gets sort of "possessed" after which the Sorcerers find him and forcefully induct him into the cult, telling him that he will eventually have to be executed... Until of course the police and heroes finally show up to arrest all of them.
A jaded Getou Suguru (shortly before he has his mental breakdown and massacres a village) is tired of risking his life and the lives of his friends killing exorcising Curses and Curse Users, when suddenly the school is raided and everyone put under arrest for serial murder — and goddammit, he didn't even want to do this shit anyway! Not anymore!
He's taken in by the Pro Heroes after they discover how he was lured into the cult as a kid and they work diligently to de-program him, giving him extensive therapy for all the shit he went through—and by god, he is so much happier now.
Etc, etc. ♡
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Vampire prince!Gojo x peasant!Reader oneshot? drabble? headcannons? idk
Ayo imma just drop these right here...Idk what to call them, but enjoy? I've never used this format before.
warnings: Cursing, mentions of Blood and the consumption of it by both reader and Gojo, reader is too chill for their own good, Gojo has Limitless rizz
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Vampire! prince Gojo wasn't always a vampire
he used to just be...well...a prince.
then one late night, he was visited in his room by a man looking to be in his twenties, dressed in black and moving in shadow
he was talking on and on about how he missed the inevitable death he was once promised, how time and reality wasn't how it seemed, how Gojo must be cursed for all eternity with his fate so he could finally die...yeah, Satoru wasn't really paying attention.
Long story short, after being bit on the wrist, Satoru became a vampire!
it was way easier than he thought it'd be, the only things he had to worry about were his fangs being seen, being easily sunburnt, not touching silver, and not eating garlic. Garlic wouldn't hurt him like silver would, but the hives were really itchy and his mouth felt funny after
At first, he would feed off of anyone he wished, drinking them dry and then not eating again for another month, but...
one night, after silently creeping into a tiny little hovel to find the next poor peasant to feed on, He saw you. Curled up in your cot, a blanket covering your body, your face serene as you slept so soundly
All he could do was stand there and watch you breath, to take in your perfect face, the scent of your sweet blood, and unconsciously move closer
He stepped on a creaky floorboard, and being a rather light sleeper, you immediately woke up.
Oh. Fuck.
He froze in fear, as if he thought that you wouldn't see him if he didn't move
You didn't react at all the way he expected though, you didn't yell or anything, you just asked why he was here
Maybe you were crazy...maybe he liked that
He just very nonchalantly said, "I'm a vampire," while pointing at his sharp teeth
You asked if he was going to kill you, and he answered with a "Probably not," accompanied with a wink
somehow, he managed to charm you into a relationship, and within a week you had a routine
Once a week every week, he would whisk you away to his chambers, where he would make a meal out of you and only you
Why not just continue what he was doing prior, as well as hold a romantic relationship with you? two reasons.
One, The loss of a serf every month to an alleged vampire was definitely making it harder for him, both as a future ruler and as the culprit. He did kinda care about his people, after all, and having more and more night-watchers to catch vampires around (and more people being wrongfully persecuted) made it so he was already looking for an alternative
Two, you just tasted that good. Your blood was the best he's ever had, and anyone else paled in comparison. Of course, you yourself kind of preferred this arrangement, seeing as you knew how intimate the process was. What could you say? You didn't want his mouth on anyone else.
all of this said, you clearly needed to keep it a secret, and of course Satoru took that about as seriously as he took anything else
sitting on his throne while the king addresses the people? God forbid he spots you in the crowd, because he's waving like a little kid, hand way above his head and a big goofy smile on his face.
Because of that, you hardly attended the near-weekly speeches, and of course he gave you crap about it
He loved seeing his little love in the crowd!
"Where were you," he'd whine, languishing over you after drinking from your neck
you tell him that maybe if he didn't blow their spot you'd be there, and he just waves you off about it
eventually, he craves your blood more and more, trying to charm you into letting him take you away earlier in the week
you've never let him, firstly because you need your blood levels to replenish, and secondly because you worked
See, your day off was Sunday, and he always came over to get you on a Saturday night
You would stay until Sunday afternoon, and by then the wounds would have already healed
Vampire magic was cool like that
if you were picked up on a week day, you wouldn't be able to stay the night, not to mention the little punctures on your neck would be completely visible the next morning
you'd be hung for sure, and as much as Satoru was a thirsty bitch, he wasn't that thirsty
He was, however, thirsty enough to try and learn as much as he could about all this vampire stuff to find a solution to both of your problems
he eventually came across a scroll detailing a ritual preformed by a vampire and a human, a joining of souls called a blood-bond
being completely honest, he only skimmed it, but he pretty much got the idea
you both would drink each other's blood on the night of a blood moon, and once the ritual was complete, you would have an infinite amount of blood for him to drink, you would have his immortality, he would be forever compelled to protect you, and he could only ever drink from you
he was more than happy with that arrangement, but while he was ready to live for eternity with you, he wasn't sure you were
it was a big decision!
he decided to wait to tell you
he forgot about it after a month
two months later, after a feeding that was cut short due to the fact you were feeling a little dizzy, you mentioned how you wished you could do more for him
you even said he could feed off of other people if he needed it
this sweet confession, albeit slightly offensive due to the fact that you thought he'd accept such an offer, made him remember the whole blood-bonding thing, and he immediately told you all about it
you accepted, thank God!
the very next blood moon, you both partook in the ceremony
it was kind of like getting married
the next eternity would definitely be a little confusing, but you'd have each other, and that was all you needed.
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The end? Idk if there's a way to smoothly end to these types of things. I had fun though, this was an easy way to just put an idea out. If you follow The Taming of Man, the next chapter'll be out in a week or two! as always, leave a comment telling me how you felt about this :)
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