#but I’m still hysterical about it

[qrcane]

Today does not feel like a great day to support red team wrongs :((

^The statement above does not include hiding the npc because that’s just objectively funny

#genuinely feel really bad for Quackity and slime since I was also really digging the whole elysium thing #that being said it’s still really funny lmao #pure cinema for the people who were upset about the mindless violence to suddenly be the unwavering killers #I kind of already knew Quackity was fucked the moment it was Cellbit who was chasing him #qsmp #qsmp liveblogging #qsmp purgatory #qsmp red team #qsmp team bolas #anyway the npc hiding thing I will find forever hysterical that was so funny frfr #also sorry for all the tags but should make it clear I’m not actually mad or sad or whatever about it #it’s a funny block game and green team has etoiles so they’re gonna bounce back no matter what LMAOO

[hanakihan]

man you have no idea the sheer DESIRE to write something about Titanic esque chulwoo AU

The main drill is that Sungs come from a rather wealthy old noble family (courtesy of Ashborn as their predecessor being royal knight or smth), Jin-Woo is a next heir while Jin-Ah studies to become a doctor (or a nurse depending on timeline it happens im not even completely sure with setting but probably og titanic vibe mixed with Korean Idek wheeze) and parents send them on a cruise ship for vacation (and in hopes jinwoo will meet nice noblewoman or any woman since sungs are pretty chill about bloodline)

Then there’s Jin-Chul who’s a ship engineer/captain in training courtesy of navy captain on pension Gun-Hee. Gun-Hee comes from rather humble background but managed to reach rather prestigious position of first navy and then civil ship captain but now he’s on pension, and this man is an example to Jin-Chul that you can reach your dream despite your upbringing. Jin-Chul himself also comes from rather humble background on verge of poverty but money and fame never fascinated him, but ships and sailing did. When Jin-Chul was assigned on Gun-Hee’s ship as a new engineer, Gun-Hee saw talent in boy and unofficially took him under his wing teaching him to be a captain. Then Gun-Hee left (or honestly more likely was forcefully dismissed) and Jin-Chul got assigned as one of engineers/coal workers on this giant ship, but Gun-Hee still sails under his own name as a trader or smth like that.

Cue sailing day and at evening Jin-Woo excused himself since noble parties bore him to death and anyway, evening is beautiful and sea is calm. Wandering around he stumbles upon Jin-Chul doing small repairs and who nearly hit Jin-Woo in nose with his elbow because he came too close without announcement. Jin-Chul stiffly apologizing because he knows how annoying nobles can be but is surprised when Jin-Woo is the one to apologize for being so careless and invites him for an apology tea or coffee since compared to other choices Jin-Chul seems as a perfect company thanks to his sharp tongue, wits and knowledge.

Some day of cruise pass and they become rather close friends, Jin-Woo visits Jin-Chul in lowest decks which surprises everyone here and they have a rather nice drinking and dancing session, while in turn Jin-Woo helps Jin-Chul to sneak in 1st class deck so they can chat and play chess in peace of room (and so he can introduce Jin-Chul to Jin-Ah). Jin-Woo even tries to gift Jin-Chul his sapphire brooch so he can sell it for nice sum of money and get his own ship or even open his own company or smth, but Jin-Chul politely refuses, satisfied with their friendship.

Cue disaster night. Now think about captain being an incompetent prick (maybe even on levels of Costa Concordia captain damn) and fucking up entire probably miss into sure hit (even if Jin-Chul risked it and asked people to follow his instructions despite it being a big ass discipline insubordination but no one really minded because people saw that captain gives shit orders) but since bridge was still under captains command, instructions contradicted, but it still allowed a graze hit rather than direct one. So yea this gets worse, Jin-Chul was in section that suffered from impact and got tore, barely got out of here along with most of his men. Seeing how fast water fills decks he tells people to go higher and himself runs to find Sungs or other people he knows. Apparently he finds panicking Jin-Ah and through dangers of ice cold water and falling construction manages to cross paths with Jin-Woo until they got separated again. They manage to get out of sinking shell that nearly becomes their coffin (because he promised Jin-Woo to take care of and save Jin-Ah no matter what goddamnit), Jin-Chul manages to place Jin-Ah on some drifting wood before starting to sink because of cold water.

Now, I’m a sucker for happy endings despite shit looking really bad, so let’s say Jin-Woo with others on safe boat manages to find shell shocked Jin-Ah wrapped in Jin-Chul’s coat, pointing at water and trying to say something with her teeth chattering and managing to say that he’s drowning, Jin-Woo saying ‘not on my fucking watch’ and jumps after, managing to grab him and drag on surface, man is absolutely freezing with lips blue and not really conscious but still weakly breathing.

ANYWAY they safely get back on shore, they all get medical treatment, Jin-Chul earns himself pneumonia (well fuck his sailing dreams ig), Sungs’ gratitude for saving their children and a fucking trial because captain blamed entire catastrophe on lower deck crew defying his orders and following engineer’s ones and that’s a big ass crime in navy. Things ain’t looking good because they want to prosecute him in shortest time to give people answers who’s the guilty one, Jin-Woo is really ready to throw hands with people, Jin-Chul’s patient explanations through coughs ain’t helping because no one can confirm accuracy of his words and that’s when Gun-Hee himself enters court saying smth like ‘maybe you should interrogate deck staff too to hear what commands captain was giving’ and then our sir proceeds to destroy this captain‘s whole career. Jin-Chul is cleaned of accusations and becomes a sort of a good example semi-legend, but thanks to extreme colds diving he now can’t sail on long distances but fear not Gun-Hee invites him to work for him since Jin-Chul is out of commission and Jin-Woo once again gifts Jin-Chul a sapphire brooch but this time asking if Jin-Chul will share future with him. Jin-Chul honestly having ??? reaction while Jin-Woo with the most deadpan face asks ‘You seriously think I’ll dive into cold waters of ocean at night to drag you on surface and then using my body warmth to keep you alive if i didn’t cared about you???’

#solo leveling #woo jin chul #sung jin woo #titanic au #sort of #okay listen I’m a sucker for good catastrophe stories that have good developing romance #jinchul trying to prevent it by being a badass and MVP #still failing tho but at least ship didnt kiss obstacle directly #jinwoo looking at slightly tipsy smiling jinchul who passionately tells about ships while covered in coal and old repaired clothes: #god I love him so fucking much #jinah staring at these two cringe flirting without realizing it from behind her book #‘man the ultimate form of chess homoerotism mixed with density of idiots’ #she totally approves tho #jinchul smiling and saying dumb things to cheer hysterical jinah on drifting wood even if they both know it’s pointless #it still works and she laughs and slightly calms down so she won’t flip herself in water #jinchul trying his best until his muscles in water give out and he disappears under water when jinah turns away to yell for a boat #imagine her turning back excitedly only to find herself alone #and being a medical student she knows what it means #jinchul having more bonding moments with jinwoo before catastrophe and with jinah in middle of it #ha I got you #now I made myself sad ffs

[widowshill]

the r/l/b and r/v/b “everything is cyclical, and a contest, and we are once again resting who wins and who loses on a woman’s favor” continues.

#IT’S LIKE THE JUDGEMENT OF THE GODS IN A WAY. #I’m not far enough yet to know exactly what’s going on with Gerard/Daphne/Quentin but feels like yet another possible parallel brewing. #➤ ooc. ┊ she’s nauseous，she’s hysterical，and she’s exhausted. #➤ roger collins & victoria winters & burke devlin. ┊ to know how it ends‚ and still begin to sing it again. #I’m out of practice with my Hellenistic texts but I am tempted to think about the roger/burke conflict as relating to kleos #there’s the literal sense in which there’s misapplied justice — perjury — a fault in the legal system as it stands & skews towards collins #but theres also the sense that roger has done a greater wrong on the divine scale that amounts to more than only the manslaughter convictio #which is why it doesn’t matter that burke only served five years; or that he got out on good behavior; or that he’s now obscenely wealthy #the transgression violates a bigger sense of honor. #competing for the goddess’ favor doesn’t have much impact on the running of the Collinsport PD #(other than when roger strongarms them into giving testimony) #but their favor *does* lend itself to the overall contest of glory — and the winner gets; among other things; a bride.

[vcrnons]

so. i just nearly died.

#shut up j #bugs & insect cw ahead #real. like actually real. #I was in the bath ok. #minding my business. consuming content. as a bitch does. #out the corner of my eye i thought I saw something flying but i checked and there was nothing so I just went back to watching this video #literally 30 seconds later. BIGGEST. MOTHERFUCKING. DADDY LONG LEGS. IVE EVER SEEN. flies around the shower curtain #the scream i scrumpt. was so loud. my mother ran upstairs thinking I was being murdered or some shit. #she bursts into the bathroom like WHATS GOING ON and I’m like THERES A DDL and she looks like she wants to kill #me herself. #valid honestly but [redacted] please some of us have phobias ANYWAY #so she’s like where tf is it and I looked up and I could see it on the window so I’m like right there GEDDIT. so she did. #I saw it fall out the window and we closed the window and everything was fine #I go BACK to my bath expecting peace #these fuckers said peace who I’m here to ruin your night because about 15 minutes later GUESS WHAT #ANOTHER ONE COMES ROUND THE SHOWER CURTAIN #I SQUEALED AGAIN BECAUSE OF COURSE I DID????? #and I stood up because it LANDED. ON. ME. so I’m trying to get it off and I’m gen about to start crying #and then it started flying towards me again so I screamed Again and stumbled and FELL. I FELL. #IN THE BATH. FUCKIN. WATER SPLASHES EVERYWHERE. IM STILL HYSTERICAL. #mum comes in AGAIN and is like BITCH. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. and I’m like THERES ANOTHER FUCKING— #and she’s more worried about her mf bathroom because the floor is like. to be fair. there is not a dry inch of floor. BUT HELLO??? #let’s think about ME????? #so we got rid of the other one and the anticlimactic ending is that I washed my hair and am now sat in my bedroom with a sore throat #but Jesus fucking Christ #HAPPY AUTUMN I GUESS. DAMN. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #I need to sleep for 5 years

[afieldinengland]

everything is about sex except sex which is about a secret, second thing

#beginning to think that conflating (perme/penetr)ation with terror is what’s making me ill #i would eat her tongue in the marketplace. #will you calm down? #could’ve been worse. as always. i wasn’t even forced so you may wonder what i’m complaining about #they gave you a pleasant first kiss and you didn’t get hurt physically. it was a miscommunication if that. worse happens ever day #but if you talk like that people think you’re hysteric. or god forbid making it up— the larger thing the central thing. not that #Big deal. big big deal. there’s more than a touch of cruelty to my mouth i’m afraid #you’ll think me harsh but their new partner looks just like me. i wonder if they’ve hurt him too or if i’m still a visitable well of penance

[starbuck]

guy who has only ever read Sophocles’ Philoctetes consuming their second piece of media: “getting a lot of Philoctetes vibes from this…”

#this is a gross oversimplification - i ALSO like to compare things to the Elektra and the Ajax :)) #and the Oresteia - obviously - but that goes without saying #but smth about the Philoctetes idk… #it is uniquely compelling and hard not to see Everywhere once you start looking #i need to reread it #and a lot of things honestly #maybe some different translations to mix it up #i should read that one extra gay Iphigenia in Tauris translation again… that was a good time #okay wait sidebar but remember when the tenderqueers got ahold of that one Anne Carson Orestes & Pylades quote #and then got SO offended when they found out they were cousins and were trying to cancel Euripides and shit?? #i really do think that an underlooked piece of comedy in all of this is that Pylades goes on to marry Orestes’ SISTER #you know… Also His Cousin… #and Orestes ALSO marries one of his female cousins #that is LITERALLY how that play ends #but i didn’t hear anyone getting upset about that… can’t imagine why… #they can accept heterosexual cousin marriage but draw the line at homoerotic cousin love declarations… alright then… 😂😂 #sorry - this is completely irrelevant - it’s just still SO funny to me… #the irony of it all… #it’s hysterical #this was like three years ago now and i’m still not over it

[dreamertrilogys]

WE WATCHED PADDINGTON 1… LITERALLY PADDINGTON MY NEW BEST FRIEND 😭😭

#DOES ANYONE HAVE THAT MEME. WHERE ITS LIKE PADDINGTON? IMAGE OF A HYSTERICAL WOMAN WITH TEXT THAT SAID ‘BEAR?????’ #anyway yeah i was just like her fr. bc my dad was making comments about yknow the feasibility of a bear in london like that & i’m still #recovering from a cold so it sounds like i’m crying whenever i talk so it really worked out perfectly #.txt

[bluesmoth]

bfnsbfnsbfnabkabdkabdabdnsj

#do you ever want to like #curl up into a ball and deposit yourself in a hole for the rest of ur natural life #so the Agonies cannot reach you anymore. because I sure do #I am fucking up everything and am so so so nervous about everything too bfkdbtkbdhfk #I’m going to be in college for the next fucking three years because I can’t fucking figure my life out. god I’m so scared of registering #im so frightened of everything like there is a pit of dread that lives in me full of cold water. #and usually I tread it and the dread is still very there but quieter. but every once in a while my arms give out and I am plunged into it. #it’s a very plunged kind of day today gang. I’ve cried once already and will probably do it again #like. is this fucking normal. this anxiety is ruining my life BFNSBFKABFJA is this normal. @god: HEY IS THIS NORMAL. CAN THIS BE FIXED. #hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh #I’m going to go lay on the floor. thanks. #would love to throw myself into the sea like a 1940’s housewife in a fit of ‘hysterics’ #but I don’t live near the ocean. big fucking unfortunate #vent

[shadowglens]

i spent like an hour looking at jdm’s instagram, and seeing all the photos of him and his kids is making me wanna give sage & negan a kid together

#txt #oc tag #like obviously sage has kit and would do anything for her babygirl #and negan by extension would kill anyone before letting a hair on that little ginger's head get hurt #but them having a kid together ............... sage keeping it from him because shes a habitual liar these days #until it eventually comes out and he just stares at her and her stomach for just a little too long before making a throwaway comment about i #sage immediately saying she's going to find a way to get rid of it and negan being so good at playing with masks that he hardly reacts #just nods and gives her the trademark smile and lets her leave #and for weeks he just ... assumes she did it? and tries not to think of all the possibilities of it #tries not to let the idea eat him alive #meanwhile cut to sage having a fullblown crisis about it #the pregnancy happening when things are still not quite healed after everything #but then they make up a few weeks later and are lying in bed together sweaty and soaked up in each other #and sage just takes his hand and puts it to her stomach and quietly says she doesnt expect anything #that she raised one kid on her own and she's ready to do it agan #and negan just laughing a little hysterically and rubbing at the silent tears running down her cheeks #‘i know you can baby. doesn’t mean i’m gonna let you.’ 🥺🥺🥺🥺 #fuck i didn't mean to lore dump in the tags but here we are i guess #i should tag them #sage x negan

[sourkitsch]

i am also an old art man in the body of a 22 year old girlboy and i wouldve let u crack eggs on my face. im neurotic about internet use so this is on anon but u are so right about so many things

?!&!&!! THANK YOU! I’m always fascinated with the body & reactions to unpleasant sensations & also food as something visceral & the act of consumption so I was really sad that I just had to resort to cracking half a dozen eggs alone on my driveway.

#I think I’m gonna substitute the figure w a hysterical arch but I’m a bit worried that’s far too on the nose?? #the whole assignment is about translating time based media to still image #my prof said I could also use a static figure in my composition

[liloinkoink]

How'd your paper go? Did you ever wind up writing that renchanting stuff or reading that fic?

i’ll be honest with you anon i got horribly distracted trying to write and rather than doing anything i intended or wanted to do yesterday, i ended up talking with my friend flowey about and helping to plan out an elaborate desert duo timeloop au for Four And A Half Hours straight and then took a break only to go back and talk about it for another two hours

uh. i did say when it was brought up before that i was an impulsive, spur-of-the-moment sort of person as far as deciding what to do on any given day. yesterday the Moment was apparently hang out with flowey, hang out with roommates, run errands, do laundry, and Overwhelmingly desert duo timeloop. but hey i had a lotta fun!

…just. y’know. we just. don’t look at the frankly pathetic amount of writing i got done. it’s NOT my fault. flowey texting me about timeloops was the first thing i saw when i woke up. it was calculated they KNOW i can’t resist a good timeloop i’m a VICTIM of COMPLEX PSYCHOLOGICAL MANIPULATION

#oink asks #anonymous #reading the 7 and a half deaths of evelyn hardcastle reallt sold me on timeloops like i knew i liked them but now i’m Obsessed #also this is sort of hysterical i feel like i’m being emailed by a professor #but instead about my hobbies #lew did you do your paper? did you do the reading? NO i thought about desert duo #i do still want to read that fic it’s top of my list but i am also easily swayed by Hang Out With Friends #the writing thing esp like GOD i’ve been ignoring my six sentence sunday notif for like three hours #I DIDNT WRITE SIX CONSECUTIVE SENTENCES OKAY THEYRE ALL OVET THE PLACE

[widowshill]

bumper stickers that say “passenger princess for Charon” and “my other ride is a katabasis narrative”

#I’m still thinking about barn getting a spooky decorated golf cart #➤ ooc. ┊ she’s nauseous，she’s hysterical，and she’s exhausted. #may have to add that to my personal blog canon #as soon as I do a time check on golf carts for personal use lol

[myname-isnia]

Suddenly got this really weird off-putting feeling in my chest that I usually get when I’m about to cry over something, but also with some general iffyness thrown into the mix, and for once instead of immediately giving in to it or getting pissed at my mind I tried to figure out where it came from

Turns out I would have been completely justified in getting pissed at my mind because turns out, the cause is that I thought about a fic concept I was really excited about a few months ago that I never ended up writing because I couldn’t get into the flow from the very first sentence. I thought about it for a whole five seconds and now we’re here. Fucking great

#I need the ability to shut my brain off bc it’s always dead set on making me upset #yeah no shit I’m depressed and passively suicidal of course my mind is my worst enemy. but still. very mature thing to get hysterical about #and like. I barely even tried with that fic. I was riding that Astraphobia high back then #and thought I finally managed to achieve what other writers always went on and on about re: enjoying writing #yeah I know. I spent years writing without once enjoying the process or the final result. idk why I kept at it for so long #so I was feeling genuinely unstoppable and when the idea came to me I was super excited about writing it #but then I wasn’t really sure how to start it or how to even go about describing what I wanted to go down #I typed up a few sentences and it all just felt extremely wrong #so instead of acting like the adult I nearly am and like. leaving it to sit for a while as I gathered my thoughts #or trying out a few other approaches or starting with a different scene and filling the rest in later #I just threw a fit over it and abandoned the whole fic #but I still really like the idea and would like to see it realised. and who’ll do that if not me? kat has her own stories to worry about #so every so often I remember that excitement I felt at the prospect of getting to write it #and how quickly it faded when it didn’t feel as effortless as most of astraphobia did #and how that really felt like the greatest betrayal because it seemed as if the spark I spent so long trying to cultivate and light #was just doused with freezing water right in front of me. by my own mind no less #so… I suppose that betrayal will continue to haunt me still. probably until I pull myself together and write that fic #regardless of the pain and tears it will cause. and I know it will. that’s what forcing fics out always feels like #and I’m saying forcing out fics bc the only time I felt like an actual writer was when I wrote Astraphobia #all the other times I was just stubbornly shoving the wrong puzzle pieces together. or forcing square shape into round holes like a toddler #but regardless. I will keep remembering the idea and feeling like shit over failing at it unless it gets written #by me or kat and it shouldn’t be her job to write fics for me bc I’ll throw a fit if she doesn’t #exaggerated. but the point is there. I can’t expect anyone to disarm the triggers in my brain. only I can do that #and if writing that fic will stop me from getting hysterical at the tiniest thought of it. then it seems like I’ll have to see to it #even if it takes a huge mental load. it’ll be worth it in the long run bc I’ll have one less writing-related thing to cry about #I just wish I knew how to go about it better. I have clear ideas about the main part of the fic but the inciting incident + details evade me #I guess I’ll just have to figure it out. I have to stop saying ‘it is what it is’ and continuing to stew in the self hatred #something needs to be done. and in this case the only thing that will remove the trigger is the fic being written #I think part of me always knew that but tried to ignore it and hoped those feeling would fade with time. but of course they didn’t. #so… I guess it’s never been clearer what I have to do. my fate is in my own hands. one trigger less certainly wouldn’t hurt

[sentient-stove]

"Oh my god he’s dead- we killed a vigilante, OHMYGODOHMYGOD—" A hysterical voice screeched out, decidedly feminine and loud enough that the comn line picked it up.

"He broke in here for no reason first! We have probable cause as to why you brained him with our wok!" The second interjected, calmer than the first, but there was still a line of tension, like they were uncertain about what they were saying.

"Oh my god, oh god we’re literally so dead Batman’s literally going to murder me and you and us and—"

"We're already mostly dead, he can't kill us. Although I thought he had a no killing rule anyways, so maybe we’re safe? Ancients, that is a lot of blood. You think we should call an ambulance?" Static filtered through the comn line before stabilizing again and wow. The residents of the apartment were really just having a full conversation over an unconscious Nightwing- in earshot of a microphone recording every word- like this was a normal occurrence. Maybe it was a normal Friday night for them, Barbara couldn't exactly judge.

"I'm not calling an ambulance, they might arrest him. Hell, they're probably gonna arrest us! Danny, we're fucking unresgistered metas in Gotham, I’m a clone—"

"—Not metas and I won’t let anyone arrest you—"

"—It's the same thing to the government at the end of the day. You're right though. I think I hit him too hard, we're going to lose the deposit with the amount of blood getting everywhere. Head wounds bleed a lot right? Maybe he's not dead."

"He's not dead, we'd know if he was."

"Oh. Right. Man. That is a lot of blood, our IKEA rug is ruined. I liked that rug, you think we could ask him to buy a new one when he wakes up or is he on the normal vigilante salary of nothing?"

“Mhm. I'll go get the med kit, you handcuff him to the table so he doesn't jump us when he wakes up. Keep the mask on- I don’t want to piss off whatever buddies he’s got listening in.”

#fanfic #wip hell #danny fenton #danny phantom #dani phantom #nightwing #barbara gordon #dpxdc #dc x dp #dc comics

[chuluoyi]

࿐ ࿔ rivals... in love? — extended cut !

this is pure hysterics, i'm sorry but i can't resist! tysm for the brainrot amy!! @seonghrtz ����🏻 mwah mwah !!

a part of gojo's love entries

“you see… if you kiss me, i'll definitely show you just how great my lips actually are.”

you’d expect this sort of nonsense from gojo satoru, yet it was geto suguru who was standing in front of you with such genial smile that you were at a loss.

you dumbly blinked. “huh?”

“satoru said i taste like a cursed spirit, yeah?” suguru didn't seem offended, at least from how he was wording it and that eye smile. “that's a really foul accusation. i’m here to clarify—”

you widened your eyes, almost cringing. “no, no! you don’t have to—”

“SUGURU! YOU SWINE!”

a resounding bang. you whipped your head towards the door in total panic, which was... fortunately still tightly shut. satoru, who had openly declared that he was into you in the previous chapter, was hurling profanities towards his best friend, pounding against the door, visibly vexed.

“you… locked the door?” you questioned suguru in disbelief, and he merely shrugged.

“for safety purposes, yeah.”

well, if you look at satoru now... he did look like a super angry cat who was ready to pounce on suguru and claw him to shreds.

“he could've blasted it.” you glanced apprehensively toward the door, catching his eyes, and in an instant, satoru's scowl turned into the most hopeful expression of a wagging puppy—hoping for you to saunter towards him instead and desert his friend altogether.

suguru chuckled. “he can, yes, but he'll be facing yaga afterwards.”

and you. there was no way he'd scare you off by blasting a ‘red’ on a doorframe. you were clueless, but suguru knew just how soft satoru could make himself to be if it was for you.

you sighed. all you wanted was to go back to your dorms following an exhausting mission. you truly had little energy to entertain this.

meanwhile, outside, satoru was this close to kick the door off its hinges. he was having about thirty different heart attacks by witnessing how close suguru was to your vicinity. his chance was quite literally slipping by each second.

and when in his attempt to hear what the two of you were saying—

“let us just kiss then, to see what it’s like—”

“geto-san, what the—!”

and in that moment, he really saw green and really used a bit more force, tearing the knob— bang!

“don't you dare to get close to my girl, you slimy bangs!”

kapow! pow!

what was even happening? one second, suguru was almost leaning in for that kiss, and the next, satoru popped out of nowhere, tackling him to the ground. and you stood there, utterly bewildered, caught between the whirlwind of their catfight.

your first crush, whom you thought was sensible, and the most obnoxious boy who was whipped for you like a fool...

losers, you absentmindedly thought to yourself. both of them. losers…

“satoru, you're incorrigible!”

“the audacity! you know very well i like her and yet—!”

and yet, a small smile tugged at your lips when you saw how red-faced satoru was. he was genuinely upset to see you with suguru, and that sparked a sense of achievement within you.

“let's see if you will be able to make him say it...”

while you pondered, almost giddy, you were undoubtedly sure about two things at that moment: one, maybe gojo satoru wasn't that bad, he was kinda cute even, and you might consider him... and two—

shoko lost the bet, and you won.

#𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 #gojo satoru x reader #jjk drabbles #satoru gojo x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk imagines #jjk x you #gojo x reader #jjk fanfic #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #gojo x you #gojo fluff #gojo satoru imagines #gojo satoru fluff #satoru gojo fluff #jjk gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jutusu kaisen x reader #satoru x reader #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo

[mossdenimjacket]

nominee for funniest person: my classmate who (not knowing how the play ends) suggested we play smash or pass with the cast of oedipus the king today

#it’s been hours and I’m still crying with laughter about this #smash or pass with a Greek tragedy? pretty funny #smash or pass with oedipus the king? very funny #smash or pass with oedipus the king NOT knowing how the play ends?? HYSTERICAL #text #textpost #my post #moss speaks