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UPDATED AS OF 3/19/2021 𝘨𝘪𝘧 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 @/𝘴𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳!

𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘴? 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘦 ! 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦-𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴, 𝘦𝘵𝘤.

EVENTS  ‧₊˚✩彡. 

☆ valentines day 2021 (abandoned)

GOJO SATORU  ‧₊˚✩彡.

☆ coffee with extra sugar.  - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 

☆ i love you. - 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺, 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

☆ lovebirds. - 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 1 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰’𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭.

☆ babynames. - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘴 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯. s𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵.

☆ let me spoil you. (nsfw) - 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘯. ☆ general headcanons. - 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 ☆ jealousy. (part one) - 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭, 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴. ☆ jealousy. (part two) - 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘬𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰. 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺. 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥, 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘴. ☆ jealousy. (part three) - 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘰 "𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬". ☆ jealousy. (extra) - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺. ☆ the start of winter break. (nsfw) - 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘢, 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ☆ tearstains. -  𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺. 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵. ☆ clubs aren’t my thing. (part one) - 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘳, 𝘢 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭. ☆ clubs aren’t my thing. (part two) (nsfw) -  𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳. 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘪𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥. ☆ intoxicated. (nsfw) - 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨-𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺-𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩. ☆ ringpops. - 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶! ☆ crushing on dense reader hc - 𝘩𝘤𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰'𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ☆ fighting over reader hc - 𝘩𝘤𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. ☆ honey and sugar tea. - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 ☆ fireworks. - 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶. 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵. 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵...(?) 𝘪𝘥𝘬 𝘪𝘧 𝘪'𝘮 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ☆ breaking norms. - 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 @/𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘻 "𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦" 𝘩𝘤 ☆ insecurities scenarios. - 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘤 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 ☆ job benefits. (part one) - 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴, 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶. 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯. ☆ job benefits. (part two) - 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥. 𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯. ☆ job benefits. (part three) - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘣𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 ☆ job benefits. (part four) - 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵.

OLD BAD WORKS ‧₊˚✩彡.

...𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦.

☆ kikufuku. (part one) - 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴.

☆ kikufuku. (part two) - 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦, 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦! 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘩.. 𝘪 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘻 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨

☆ colds. -  𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

ITADORI YUUJI ‧₊˚✩彡.

☆ teddybears and shitty cards. - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘶𝘶𝘫𝘪 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. ☆ crushing on dense reader hc - 𝘩𝘤𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘶𝘶𝘫𝘪'𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ☆ escape from reality. - 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘺𝘶𝘶𝘫𝘪'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

NANAMI KENTO  ‧₊˚✩彡.

☆ fine dining and roses. - 𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ☆  insecurities scenarios. - 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘤 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO ‧₊˚✩彡.

☆ handpicked. - 𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘯𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

☆ crushing on dense reader hc - 𝘩𝘤𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘪'𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

RYOMEN SUKUNA ‧₊˚✩彡.

...𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯

YUUTA OKKOTSU  ‧₊˚✩彡.

...𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯

GETO SUGURU ‧₊˚✩彡.

☆  fighting over reader hc - 𝘩𝘤𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦.

HIII I WAS CHECKING BACK UP IN THIS ACC AFTER A YEAR I’M ALIVE!

ive been busy w life and writing has just been pushed aside.

❝ 𝙒𝙃𝙔 𝘼𝙈 𝙄 𝘼𝙇𝙇  𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝘿𝙍𝘼𝙒? ❞

pairing : gojo satoru x artist! gender neutral reader warnings : cursing and errors littered about, also this is my first time back in a little while sooo... writing might not be the best, haha. just trying to get back into the swing of things! wordcount : 1.1k a/n : hey guys, first time back in a while :) trying to get back into the flow of things. nice to see you all again.

   HIS EYES ARE CRYSTALS, polished to the finest quality by what would have to be the most celebrated of jewelers. They gleam back at you, even as you’re dabbing and brushing and what not on the blank canvas that hadn’t seen its counterpart in a blur of a few months. they’re an azure blue, a cloudless sky on a sunny day. 

   His hair is the warning before a storm, a forewarning of the rain pounding against the pavement, the familiar absence of humans, the lack of care for anyone’s needs besides it’s own. yet, you found yourself drawn to him. 

    He had been the subject of your sketches and the paintings for only a week now, but your lifeless sketchbook had suddenly been filled to the brim as soon as he had caught your eye. It’s harrowing, watching yourself become drawn to him, drawing the distance from the routine you had grown so accustomed to for a stranger, which you lacked a name for. 

    And as you’re daubing at the canvas, you’re admiring him even without a picture. 

    He’s prideful and cocky, you could tell by the lack of patience. he’s antsy when he waits in the lines of the sweet shops of the plaza you so often visited, you would sit at the edge of a fountain, shamelessly staring at him, a pencil in your hand, your pencil pouch on the other. 

    Unknowingly, you would start sketching, a messy circle for the base of the head, intricate lines morphing into a nose, ears, then neck— that was just covering the basics. That messy milky white hair that glowed in the sea of browns and blacks and occasional blondes would be the next in your practice, tuft, and another tuft, and another. his lips, curved into a crooked smirk, his eyes next- the only reason you kept an azure blue colored pencil. Then, the details, a few more messy strokes, sculpting a man which was, in your eyes, pure perfection. but even after all that, the cycle would repeat. 

    And when you’re lulled to sleep by the rustling of the curtains and the trees orchestrated only by the gentle breeze of the night, you dream of him. His hand extended towards yours, beckoning for your touch, the inviting grin you were never given, the enthusiasm that you longed for from any living, warm being. You’d reach forward, your heart pounding out of your chest, the rushing of blood towards your cheeks, your lips tingly and your skin hot to the touch, he’d vanish into dust.

   But even after all that, the cycle would repeat.

‧₊˚✩彡. 

    You yawn, your arms extending over your head, reaching towards the ceiling. another yawn tumbles out of your lips, and before you can sneak back into the warmth of your blankets you crawl over to the the bathroom with surprising resilience, even with the echoing of promises and love from those god-forsaken covers, fixing yourself up to get ready for the day. Brush your teeth, do your hair, dress up— who cared about the details if it wasn’t art? The only highlight of your day was him.

    The plaza is close-by enough for you to beat yourself up if you didn’t walk, so you do. You drag yourself, through thick and thin, early to make sure you catch the full glimpse of him. The bakery ran by the little old couple with yummy pastries and sweet treats galore would have your breakfast in the recycled paper lunch bag all ready for you, you just had to drop your money on the top of the glass counter that displayed the freshly baked goods, and some extra change in the tip jar. 

    Opening the bag, you’re immediately hit with the smell of cinnamon and honey. Cutesy flowery packaging paper hugged the waffle, always the same one every time, your thumb would grasp for the corner and peel away the sticky, wet paper from the syrupy buttermilk waffles. It’d take four, maybe six bites to eat the whole thing, but that’s why you always buy two, and a croissant sandwich if you were really hungry. 

   Then, you’d wait for the cycle to repeat.

   When he enters the plaza, your eyes already fall on the modern and aesthetic new French pastry shop with pastel colors that he’d often stride up to, the shop already had a bustling line and girls with bouncy curls and designer purses in their long hands exiting the building with a box of macarons peeking out, overpriced phone in the other hand. Their eyes devoured him, doe-eyed and licking their lips. 

   This time, he walked towards the shop you had just gotten your breakfast from. He looks a bit unnatural, ordering from a mom and pop shop, waiting in the tiny line compared to the bunched and crowded one at the other pastry shop. When he finally gets to the front, you notice that his eyes are turned to the menu, he’s unfamiliar with this sort of stuff, you think to yourself.

    Not only are you wrong, it seems like he’s more well versed than you, he speaks to the grandma, a lengthy order, you note. Fuck. you can’t wrap your head around why he decided to switch to a shop you were sure he’d see below him today. the view is welcome, though, as he’s much closer.

   Why are you stalking this rando?

    I can’t help it. You reply back to the loud voice at the deepest caverns at the back of your head. 

   Oh come on. All you do is draw him and imagine him walking up to you. He doesn’t want you. He probably thinks you’re a creep.

the request :

pairing : caring! healer! fem! reader x gojo satoru hehhehe warnings : cursing, implications of seggs after sum intense kissing, pet names wordcount : 2.0k a/n : yoyo i’m back!! semi-long one for u all. cute request, anon. sorry for late delivery. pls dont rate me a 1/5 on yelp </3 hehe the title is kinda funny LOL

WHERE HAVE I BEEN?

i’ll be honest, i lost interest in writing. burnt out as one might say.

when i lose interest in something, you can’t push it onto me unless it’s detrimental like my grades. this lead me to two conclusions: 

1) quit writing because i don’t want to keep disappointing you guys

2) quit writing for a small amount of time so that i can make myself miss writing 

yep i picked 2. i’ve already gone out of my writers block (i think) and i think i can actually hold up my promises. i’m really, really sorry for starving you guys of any content, but i’ll be here for as long as possible until i get tired of writing again. 

CONTENT? JOB BENEFITS?