Bf gojo who hears about your gender dysphoria and reaffirms you so much. He does it in such a weird, self reflecting way, his job as an educator is so apparent with how he makes it an interactive experience. He isn’t just smothering you in kisses but he’s forcing you to think nice and hard.
“You live your life in what you see best, what changes that now, hm?”
The soft hands of his are smoothing over the planes of your back.
“And who is to tell you can’t see what’s best? You know I see you”
Gojo’s hands slide upward from your back and lightly grasp your shoulders.
“I don’t need six eyes to tell the obvious, this isn’t who you want to be.”
There’s a push. Not a light one either. It’s a push of immeasurable force. Done so quickly, so efficiently it’s hard to register. The distance between you and the floor quickens. But what stops the fall isn’t Gojo, no. It’s you. It’s you with the knowledge and the experience to place your hands before and infront of your head. When you collide you do not topple. You land.
And Gojo sees this. And he smiles,
“So what’s next for you hm? You can stay here and live uncomfortably, lying to me”, he crouches in front and reaches to pat your back,
“-and to yourself.” It takes a glance at his ocean blues to see the conviction in his profound statement. He’s staring with such an infatuation, an adoration for you in any form.
“My six eyes tell me this isn’t who you want to be. But who knows you better than you”, his words soften at the tail end. He moves his left hand to squish the fat of your cheeks playfully before standing at his full height.
“So tell me. Are you gonna grovel in that form? Or stand with the big boys who know themselves. Don’t think too hard about it you might fizzle out that big brain of yours”
And he walks off. Yet his presence is still felt in every fiber of your body. To be admired by the strongest sorcerer. To be heard and seen. Satoru Gojo knows you like no other and his six eyes can tell him what words cannot.
So you stand up and follow Gojo out the room. He greets you with his award winning smile. The fluff of his hair shifts as he tilts his head to fix his shades.
“Thought my baby was waiting on someone to save em”
Bf gojo is definitely your strongest ally
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Hair advice for my tumblr friends.
If, one day, you realise that you need a bit more toner for your freshly bleached hair but you dont have any at home, and if, that day, you realise that you have leftover blue hair dye from a few years ago and you think to yourself "maybe if i put blue hair dye but wash it after 3 minutes its gonna do the same" that is the devil speaking. Do not listen to it. Do not put hair dye on for 3 minutes. It's gonna be blue. Its gonna be fully blue.
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my cousins told me they were glad my clear glasses broke and that my riddler phase was over. well GUESS WHO GOT THEIR SIGNATURE CLEAR RIDDLER GLASSES BACK!!!!
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KIRYU.
AM I THE GODDAMN RATIONAL WILLPOWER OF HIS BRAIN RIGHT NOW
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so um guess whose apartment caught fire while they were at work and lost everything.
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Ideal work schedule:
I show up and am given a list of cognitively engaging but achievable tasks
I complete the list
I leave immedietly
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realizing that sticking to the "do it bad" "do it scared" mentality implies theres also a "do it bored"
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making fun of americans is pretty much always ok if youre not doing it in an edgelord “you guys have so many school shootings” way or acting like we’re the only country that has racism. but like posts about americans and hamburger get me every time
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