I miss you 🫶
Emma tell me about your day, anything, ramble about what's been on your mind lately! Whatever you want, I miss talking to you!!!
An update about my life: I stayed up till 3am last night reading the seven husbands of evelyn hugo and I finished it. So definitely feeling a little sick but still functioning <3
hey mais!!! i've missed you too 🥺💜
oh i've been meaning to read the seven husbands of evelyn hugo for SO LONG. i loved that u stayed up til 3am to finish it, that somehow feels like the right way to do it. (i'll let you know if i ever read it too!)
and honestly there hasn't been much going on today. other than 1989 TV ofc ahhhhHHHHH i am EXCITED for this one!!!! it's one of my fav taylor albums !!!! it's gonna be SO GOOD.
also, just for a fun little rant - it seems i've become a plant hoarder. like most times when i go to the cafe that my sister works at, i end up bringing home a little plant bc they have a fundraiser going, where u can donate and take a plant home <3 (they're cheap and ADORABLE.) and i just bought a hanging pot for my newest plant!! he's now happy and cozy in his new home, i'm very happy abt that 🥰 also been thinking abt trying out macrame, maybe making some hanging pots of my own <333
AND it's august now!!! that means it's almost spring for me, so i've been listening to my playlist ache (spring rain) a lot. plenty of wind and light rain and sunny days all mixed together lately, it's been really nice 🥰
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█▐ 🐾 ▐ @batisms said ┆ › ❛ small hand pushes the bedroom door open, then shyly peaks in a timid dark haired girl. a smile blooms on her face seeing her mother’s figure curled up in her and daddy’s bed. then, she steps in and quietly brings over her mother’s favorite flowers. but in a pot, ready to plant. because daddy said she likes the kind you can plant better. attached is a purple balloon and a stuffed kitty cat, that helena places on the bed with her handmade drawn card. she puts the stuffed kitty next to her angelic face. “happy mother’s day, mommy. me, daddy and alfred made you your favorite breakfast. he’s coming with it soon.” she grins, still holding the pot of flowers that’s almost bigger than her before leaning over and kissing her cheek. “for the best mommy in the world! ❜
never in a million years did selina ever think she’d get to celebrate mother’s day again. the last time she did, she was no older than five — she’d picked a bunch of daisies at the park and handed them proudly to her mother, along with a handmade friendship bracelet and a painting of the two of them and all of their cats. as a teenager and later young adult, she’d done her best to erase those memories, to try and protect herself from the heartbreak that inevitably followed when she let them in. it was the main reason why each year she did her best to pretend mother’s day was just an ordinary sunday, why she ignored all celebrations and cheesy movies on the tv, why she turned her head away from colorful decorations, pretty balloons and fancy cards… but that was before helena… before the light of her life was born. it’s hard to believe that this day revolves around her now, that it has a purpose and a meaning again, which feels kind of strange, but in a ��good way. it’s the best kind of strange, selina decides.
she’s too excited for these upcoming celebrations to actually fall back asleep once bruce stealthily slips out of their bed so she pretends, keeps her eyes closed for an hour or two, until she can hear the sound of small feet outside the door. not wanting to spoil the surprise, she listens to helena’s soft breaths and adorable little noises as she arranges the gifts around her. it’s when she finally hears her voice that a loving smile tugs at her lips and her dark lashes flutter, bright emeralds peeking open to take in the sight in front of her. ❝ good morning, my little kitty cat. hello. oh, my gosh — for the best mommy in the world? are you telling me all these gifts are just for me? ❞ she gasps, beaming at the sweet girl, her features lighting up. how did she become the best mommy in the world and why does she feel like tearing up just looking at helena?
her heart melting into a puddle and suddenly she doesn’t know which precious gift to touch first. she settles for the one closest to her, the cute stuffed animal with big eyes and soft fur. ❝ doesn’t this little buddy look like isis? so soft and pretty! does she or he have a name yet? should we come up with one? ❞ she gives the stuffed animal a hug and a kiss before setting it down on the bed so that she can reach down to gently take the big pot from her daughter’s small hands. she knows this is her husband’s doing — flowers in a pot, ready to plant. it’s crazy how much these two care about her, how they pay attention to everything she says. ❝ these are the most beautiful flowers i’ve ever seen! thank you so much, baby. will you help me plant them later today? ❞ she admires the flowers for a moment longer and then places the pot on her nightstand, quickly focusing on the little girl again. she pulls her up and sits her down on her lap. ❝ i love you so, so much, helena! my little leni. my kitty cat, ❞ she coos, wrapping her arms around the girl and peppering soft kisses all over her face, giggling out of sheer happiness as she does so. ❝ you’re the sweetest little girl, you know that? you make mommy so happy. thank you so much for all these presents. how did you know what my favorite color is? ❞ she points to the purple balloon floating above their heads. now that she’s holding her favorite mother’s day gift, her biggest blessing, in her arms, she can finally pick up the handmade card and admire the drawings and clumsy letters. nuzzling into helena’s dark hair, selina can’t help but get a little emotional. again… what did she do to deserve this precious angel? ❝ what a beautiful card. i’ve never seen one more beautiful in my entire life. did you make it yourself? oh, and wait… did you say there’s breakfast coming, too? ❞ gosh, she’s being spoiled rotten.
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「 🔴 RECORDING 」
found footage of satoru's student years... recorded on the camcorder that he carried around everywhere.
warnings : heavy angst, fluff, implied death, not proofread
[ the first footage is one minute long. there's two blue eyes widening comedically on the screen. the resolution is low and the audio is tinny. ]
"Ooo it works... well hellooooooo there... i'm... GOJO!! SATORU!! and this is... suguuuuruu getooooo... oh look at that walk, you're such a model."
[ the camera is on suguru, who's walking with bad posture. he doesn't like the camera. ]
[ he has his old hairstyle; this was recorded before his hair was long enough to be in the bun style. he hides his face from the camera. ]
"... aw, he's a model that doesn't like cameras. anyways... this is the beautiful... STUNNING... hot... talented... playing-hard-to-get... (haha kidding)... y/n~"
[ the camera pans to you. you can hear the flirty tone in satoru's voice. ]
"... we are currently walking through the gates of hell..."
[ the camera pans to the school. the resolution clears for a second to show a blue sky with slowly drifting clouds. ]
"okay. we have arrived in hell; look there's satan himself—"
[ the camera pans to yaga. ]
[ the footage ends with yaga confiscating satoru's camera and scolding him. ]
[ a video starts off shaky. the camera is dropped on the train floor and suguru sighs. ]
"satoru...... did you just break it after having it for one day?"
[ satoru picks it up and gives a toothy smile to the screen. ]
"nah. she's all good. not even a scratch. ooh... suguru we look so hot. and look how hot y/n is... she's so scandalous — sittin' next to me on the train. this proximity's got me sweatin', baby... kidding kidding... don't gimme that look!"
[ suguru gives the middle finger to the camera and satoru's iconic laugh sounds beautiful even through the crap audio quality. ]
[ there's a 3 minute video that's half-corrupted of a party happening in your apartment... of just you, satoru, suguru and shoko. lykke li's "i follow rivers" is playing loudly, satoru is screaming the lyrics in broken english and suguru is recording you and him dancing like maniacs. shoko is offering her cigarette to the camera and blowing smoke into the lens. ]
[ there's a 25 second clip of satoru aggressively kissing you until you laugh. ]
[ there is a photo of satoru crouching to pet a cat. he's holding an umbrella. ]
[ there is corrupted footage of laughter and a flicker of the video shows a tiny pot on a stove with ramen cooking in it. ]
[ there's a photo of you, satoru, suguru and shoko. you and satoru are looking at each other like lovebirds. suguru is giving the finger to the camera. shoko is laughing with her eyes closed. ]
[ a long video of satoru waking up in a hotel bed. he looks like he just woke up. he blinks at the camera, bleary-eyed and cute with puffy lips and messy hair. ]
"goodmornin'."
[ his morning rasp is strong. ]
"i'm awake... but miss sleepy head and mister sleepy head are not, as you can see..."
[ he zooms in on your face. you're laid at his right, and suguru is laid at his left. ]
"here's the sleeping angel... and here's the sleeping dragon... anyways... WAKEY WAKEYYYYYYYYY!!! IT'S A BRIGHT NEW DAY!!!"
[ suguru's wakeful groan sounds groggy and disturbed by satoru's loud, piercing wake-up call. you scrunch your face as you wake up, seemingly out of a dream. ]
"satoru... what the hell is the matter with you..."
[ it's an ultra close-up shot of your nose as you mumble this. ]
"i was lonely being awake by myself, gosh. you're so mean!"
[ he experiences a voice crack. suguru gives a sleepy, murderous look at his best friend. ]
"satoru... i swear i'm gonna throw that camera into traffic one day."
[ suguru's mumbling into his pillow too softly to be taken seriously. ]
"wanna say that to the camera?"
[ suguru looks grouchy. ]
"i'll kill you."
"WOW... buddy, this is evidence if you ever do kill me... the police will find this footage... 'n put your FLAT ass in jail. aw... y/n fell back asleep look look... aw she's so fucking precious."
[ suguru and satoru admire you for a bit. there rest of the footage is corrupted. ]
[ footage of a breakfast in the same hotel. sunny side eggs are zoomed-in on. and there's only eggs. ]
"we're too broke to buy bacon, isn't that cool?"
[ satoru gets a nice view up his nose as he tilts the camera to himself. then he turns the camera to you, who's sleepily eating this miserable breakfast. ]
"... so we just have eggs to eat... heyyyy hot babe..."
[ satoru flirts with you and you roll your eyes in response, smiling and chewing on your egg, fork in one hand. ]
"wanna hear a joke?"
"mhm."
"if you ever broke up with me, what would you call me?"
"an idiot?"
"your eggs."
[ you groan and stop eating because his pun was so awful, but you've got a big smile on your face and satoru is laughing heartily. ]
[ the video ends with you and satoru leaning in for a big kiss and a sleepy suguru walking into the room, itching his tummy under his shirt. ]
[ there's a clip of you, satoru, suguru and shoko yelling happy new year and watching fireworks explode into blazing, brilliant colors. suguru winks at the camera as you hold it and you giggle flirtatiously back. there's clearly tension between you two that neither satoru nor shoko acknowledge in the moment, because the fireworks distract them. ]
[ there's footage of you, satoru and suguru kissing. it ends with satoru kissing the camera as a joke. ]
[ most of the footage is corrupted after this. in the next video, satoru seems a bit older. ]
[ there's footage of a solo satoru, who's been enlightened and and burdened with being the strongest. he's on a mission alone, keeping the camcorder on as he exorcises a curse. he trots over to the camera. he seems less enthusiastic compared to the other videos. ]
"aaand that's what the strongest looks like while he's at work."
[ satoru looks smug and goofy, but something is off. his features look worn and tired. ]
[ there is already that slightly disingenuous liveliness showing in his demeanor just in this small video; the version of satoru that his students would know as just normal gojo sensei. ]
[ his smile falters as he rambles about y/n and suguru. ]
"i'm gonna give y/n a big kiss when i get home. miss you, angel. haha... why am i talking to a camera all by myself... that's so sad. i'm gonna film myself gettin' that kiss at home, just to prove i'm not some lonely idiot. i have a hot fiancé..."
[ one of the last photos taken on this camera is dated; august 2009. it's of you and satoru sharing a big kiss... neither of you knew it at the time, but it was your last kiss. ]
[ the next piece of footage is from 2018. it's a 28 year old gojo, his features show his maturity and the weathering of all the years he's endured living without you and suguru.]
"i found this camera while cleaning up. if i look 'n sound funny it's 'cuz i've been crying haha......"
"...... i miss you two..... haha... i can't shove the camera in your faces like i used to, now can i?"
[ he awkwardly smiles at the camera but then his face trembles and contorts into an ugly-cry as if he just remembered every single memory of his youth. ]
[ the footage ends with a broken, barely audible "fuck..." falling from the teacher's lips as he starts to cry and drops the camera to the floor. the rest is corrupted footage... just heaving sobs of the man who has no more memories to record with suguru and y/n. ]
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