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hi y’all i haven’t logged into this account in so long.. maybe about a year and a half and it makes my heart so full that there are people out there still reading my stuff and liking it... brb crying rn
a/n: just a thought that came to me yesterday night and i actually finished it instead of leaving it in my drafts lmao. feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated (:
Do you still think of me? Do you even remember me anymore? These thoughts plagued your mind every night for the past 8 years. The last time you ever saw him was your second year of high school.
You’d grown up together, experiencing the highs and lows of your young lives. You thought you’d have the rest of your lives to continue growing and thriving, but he had to leave.
Without even a simple goodbye, he left. He left you alone. What hurts the most isn’t how he left so suddenly, but how he left without being able to confess how you felt.
To be completely honest, I was going to stop reading this after like the first paragraph because it started like hurting me and reminding me a lot about someone but I decided to continue reading and man, I’m glad I finished this 😭😭, now I just hope that the same thing happens to me too and I get to find them again 😂😭
@sorry-sorry-sorry your comment has stuck with me and i had to reply. i guess i came in a little strong with the angst 😅 but also thank you for sticking it through and reading it! and I really do hope that you find that person, but if you don't, please take care of yourself and don't let it consume your life like y/n did. i think things happen for a reason and hopefully things work out for you one way or another 💕💕💕
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a/n: haven't read or watched much of jjk but i know that i am 100% IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN
the tree branches outside kept hitting against the walls of your newly renovated house. the storm had picked up since yesterday evening. you did your best to focus on the youtube video playing on your living room tv, but the wind chimes were echoing the tenacity of the storm. every time an exceptionally loud bang occurred, you jumped and immediately reached for your phone. no messages, no missed calls, no notifications. complete silence.
12:15 AM. sleep did its best to have you succumb to its whim, but it was no use. you were too anxious to sleep, and you needed him. he should be home any moment now. the wind was relentless, making it harder and harder to remain semi-calm. impatiently, you grabbed your phone and started typing, "hey, when do you think you'll be home?"
you tried to watch the video, but it ended, reminding you of your message. you checked once more, only to find that he read it but didn't respond. that usually meant that he was busy with work. a slow creak emanated from the front door. you grabbed your phone charger, since it was the closest object and held it like a lasso. anything was better than having nothing.
trembling, you moved behind the couch. you moved slowly as your heart palpitated with unusual speed. your legs were starting to give out when you heard a familiar chuckle. it was your savior, satoru. you threw everything on the ground and pounced him.
he held you up for about a minute, in silence. your tremors were enough information for him, letting him know how anxious and exhausted you were. "i've missed you so much, toru." "i know, kitten, i'm sorry. work was a little hectic but i'm finally here baby. have you eaten?" he held your hand as he led you to the kitchen. you shook your head. "were you waiting to eat with me again?" you nodded.
"how many times have i told you that you can't be starving yourself for my sake?" you began to fidget with your fingers and mumbled something inaudibly. he hugged you tightly, reassuring you that it was okay. "i know you just want to spend time with me, but my baby needs to eat, okay?" you nodded once more.
he shuffled around the fridge, looking for ingredients to make sandwiches for the both of you. it was a simple gesture, but it meant the world to you. he was always putting you first. you sat down on the kitchen counter and watched him. there was no way you could ever get tired of staring at his beautiful god like physique. he'd always catch you and give you a quick wink, causing you to blush.
he made your sandwich first and handed it to you before he started working on his own. you nibbled on it and savored the tasty greens harvested from your own garden. you were so proud of your edible garden. gojo had helped you dig up the backyard and replace some of the soil. he wasn't blessed with a green thumb, but he helped you as best he could.
by the time you were both finished with your sandwiches, you hopped onto his back and he carried you to bed. he undressed you, and changed you into your favorite kitty cat pajamas, and then he changed into his matching pair. yes, you two were THAT couple.
he laid on his back and extended his left arm out, inviting you into the most comfortable place in the world. you scooted in, and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. "so what did you do today, kitty?" "oh you know, the usual. i went to school and had fun with the kids. today, i started teaching them about multiplication. they were really confused at first, but i think that they're starting to get the hang of it. at least, i hope."
"i bet they are. you're a great teacher, you know?" genuine comments like that always made your blood rush to your cheeks. he grabbed your chin and brought you to his lips. his lips were chapped, yet soft like clouds. he tightened his hold around you and kissed your forehead.
a/n: just a thought that came to me yesterday night and i actually finished it instead of leaving it in my drafts lmao. feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated (:
Do you still think of me? Do you even remember me anymore? These thoughts plagued your mind every night for the past 8 years. The last time you ever saw him was your second year of high school.
You’d grown up together, experiencing the highs and lows of your young lives. You thought you’d have the rest of your lives to continue growing and thriving, but he had to leave.
Without even a simple goodbye, he left. He left you alone. What hurts the most isn’t how he left so suddenly, but how he left without being able to confess how you felt.
It was finally time for your yearly road trip with Nishinoya. You were excited to get to spend time with him again. He was off playing volleyball professionally overseas, so this left you lonely most of the time.
Whenever you could, you would go abroad and support him at his games, but it was beginning to take a toll on your bank account. He insisted that you really didn't have to, but you just loved being his number one supporter, ever since middle school.
This year, you two were going to go to Yosemite National Park in California. You arrived in California about a week before Noya to get settled and visit some online friends.
Once he arrived, you two went to the rental car place and got a decent-sized SUV. You stuffed it full of camping essentials. You got a 4 person tent since you liked the extra room. You also got a gas stove, extra clothes, heavy-duty backpacks, marshmallows, tons of snacks, and everything else you could think of.
When you packed everything, you two were on your way. Getting through LA was a total nightmare, but it was the only international airport Noya trusted after several mishaps.
To get through the nauseating madness of rush hour, you played your latest bops. You loved being Noya's personal DJ.
It was a long trip ahead of you, but it was worth it to be able to spend it with your best friend. You two caught up on everything. He talked all about his matches, his personal life, and his troubles with love. No one could understand Nishinoya as much as you could. That's why you two have remained best friends throughout the years.
Three hours passed by. With Nishinoya's fast driving, you were already halfway to your destination. You decided to stop and grab some grub at one of your favorite comfort food restaurants.
You ordered pancakes with eggs and hash browns, and he ordered a breakfast burger. As you two chowed down, something outside caught your eye. There was a commotion out on the street, and you realized that people were gathering around your car, specifically.
A truck had crashed into your rental and tried to flee the scene, but a couple of bystanders were able to take photos of the guilty party.
You two walked outside to assess the damages to the rental. "Fuck. I think I need to pay for that.." You shifted around uneasily.
"No worries, I've got it. I'll take care of everything. You already planned everything. the least I can do is pay for this."
"No-"
"Too late. I've already made up my mind on it, doofus."
He was right. Once he put his mind to something, there was absolutely no way to stop him.
"Well, what do we do now?"
"I'll call the rental place and arrange for a new car. Don't worry about it."
You agreed, but you couldn't help but worry. Worrying was a part of your DNA.
You two had to spend the night in town due to this unforeseeable accident. Nishinoya made sure to book the most expensive, most luxurious hotel. He was still the same Noya you knew, but just a little more refined, if you will.
You settled into your shared room and asked Noya, "Sooooo, what's so fancy about this place? Does it have like a golf course, swimming pool, AND a jacuzzi?"
"As a matter of fact, it has all three of those and more. Also, we get breakfast here as long as we're downstairs by 10 AM."
You couldn't tell if he was joking or not. He noticed your strange facial expression and confirmed that the hotel really did have all that.
"Well, looks like I'll be making my way to the jacuzzi. I need a break after all that stuff today." You grabbed your swimsuit, changed, and went down to the pool area.
You made it to the jacuzzi and were glad to see that you were alone. All these luxuries were available, yet no one wanted to take advantage of it.
Content with your surroundings, you lowered yourself into the hot water, and your muscles immediately began to ease up. The warmth of the water took away all your worries with it. It felt as though someone was massaging every groove on your shoulders and back, or maybe it was just the jets.
You leaned your head back and closed your eyes slowly. If heaven was a place, this would be a close second.
Nishinoya stayed in the hotel room to watch TV. He wasn't particularly anxious or worried over anything, so he didn't need much to distract himself- over the accident, that is. However, there was one thing circling in his mind.
Switching between channels didn't help, nor did looking through the refrigerator. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to focus on anything else.
He eventually had enough and left the room.
Your relaxation was disturbed by footsteps approaching you from behind. You jolted up and looked up to find that Nishinoya was heading towards you, in his swim trunks.
He got into the bubbling water and sat down right next to you. "Get bored upstairs?"
"Yeah. There wasn't anything good on TV."
"But there's like every channel known to man on that TV!"
"Okay, but that doesn't mean that there's anything good on it right now.."
You nodded your head and leaned back again, focusing on how the warmth encompassed your body. You were so thankful he booked such a great place.
"Hey, y/n."
Without opening your eyes, you answered, "Hmm?"
"Do you trust me?"
Hesitantly, you answered, "Of course, you're my best fr-"
All of a sudden, your sentence was cut short by familiar lips. He pressed his whole body up against yours and gripped onto your waist needily. Giving in to your subconscious desires, you kissed him back deeply.
His hands wandered up and down your body, discovering places he had never touched beforehand. Your hands gravitated to his thick locks of hair and his muscular thighs.
Was this really happening? Were you dreaming?
You invited his tongue into your mouth, and he greedily accepted the invitation. He was eager and warmer than you would expect. Your ears tingled from the vibrations of his low, deep groans.
For the first time in your life, he was close enough to you that you could smell the faint cologne present on his clothes. It wasn't distasteful like others you've been with. It suited him well, honestly.
His kisses veered from your lips to your jawline and the crook of your neck. With him focusing on his handiwork, you were able to breathe again. Your heavy breathing caught his attention, making him stop his advances.
"I'm sorry I got a little carried away. I've just.. I've been thinking about this for a while now, and I thought this might be the moment."
"Well, you certainly know how to make an entrance. I'm kind of at a loss for words."
He pouted, unsure of your ambiguous answer. You didn't say if you liked it or not, or if you even liked him.
"I like you too," you finally blurted out.
You had never really had the chance to think of him in a romantic sense, but this turn of events changed your mind. You two were compatible in every single way, and you could never get tired of him. You'd been friends for this long why wouldn't a relationship work out?
Overjoyed by your confession, he picked you up and twirled you around in the water. "I promise to always protect you and make you my priority."
"So the same as always then?"
He gave out a hearty laugh and kissed you again. "Does this mean you accept the duties of the girlfriend title?"
"Of course, Yuu. Do you accept the duties of boyfriend?"
His face turned serious as he saluted you and brought you back into his arms. "I like you so much, y/n. I'm so stupid for waiting this long, but I'm glad you like me too. Actually, no. I'm more than glad. I'm fucking ecstatic!"
❀ what i write:
• angst
• fluff
• smut (or trying to at least)
❀ who i write or can write:
• any of my favorite characters
• most of karasuno & seijoh
• most of class 1-A
• jujutsu tech 1st years + sukuna
• if you have anyone else in mind, just ask!
❀ who i will NOT write:
• mineta minoru
• shirabu kenjirou
• kunimi akira
❀ tags i use:
• about me
• kai likes to talk
• kai likes to draw
• liberolove writes
• lblv.answers
• lblv.dreams
• lblv.ideas
• lblv.mlist
• lblv.nonnies
• lblv.”character last name”
-> lblv.gojou
-> lblv.itadori
-> lblv.izuku
-> lblv.kozume
-> lblv.kuroo
-> lblv.nishinoya
-> lblv.oikawa
-> lblv.terushima
-> lblv.tokoyami
-> lblv.tsukishima
a/n: just a thought that came to me yesterday night and i actually finished it instead of leaving it in my drafts lmao. feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated (:
Do you still think of me? Do you even remember me anymore? These thoughts plagued your mind every night for the past 8 years. The last time you ever saw him was your second year of high school.
You'd grown up together, experiencing the highs and lows of your young lives. You thought you'd have the rest of your lives to continue growing and thriving, but he had to leave.
Without even a simple goodbye, he left. He left you alone. What hurts the most isn't how he left so suddenly, but how he left without being able to confess how you felt.
With time, you believed that the feelings would fade away. You hoped and prayed they would go away, yet they never did.
Eight years later, you still think of him- his carefree attitude, his childish wonder, and most of all, his protectiveness. Despite you two always being reckless, he'd never forget to take care of you. You were his number one priority.
He would brush off his actions as "just being a good friend." You didn't believe that lie, not for a second. There was no way someone could be so kind, compassionate, and gentle with just a friend.
You wondered if he still looked the same... if he still listened to the playlists you had made him... Again, these thoughts were present, never fading- just like your love for him.
Even after all this time, you remained hopeful that one day you'd reunite with the one that got away. It pained you to realize that your life would be empty without him, but you still smiled at the thought of him.
Though your time with him was short, it would never go underappreciated.
Sometimes you were inconsolable. You felt as though there was no possible way you could ever recover from the heartbreak.
You had your own personal rain cloud, following you, day in and day out. It affected those around you, causing them to keep their distance. This only furthered your loneliness.
Your appearance grew weary and wretched. You hoped for the blissful kiss of death to arrive any day now. Life wasn't worth living; nothing could bring you out of your worsening depression.
Empty, you walked down the street to what used to be your favorite coffee shop. Now, it possessed no meaning, no feelings, no sentiment.
You ordered and sat down, waiting for your coffee. You scrolled through your music library until landing on his favorite song from back then.
Your number was called, and you walked out of the shop. When you walked out, you pivoted towards home, but for a fraction of a second, you could've sworn you saw his silver hair turn around the corner. There was no way. No way he could be back.
You quickly slapped yourself out of it. It was nonsense, just your mind playing tricks on you. However, if it had been him, and you chose to ignore the signs, you would never forgive yourself. So, you jogged down to the corner and looked around the area.
Sure enough, a tall blindfolded man with silver hair was walking down the sidewalk. The blindfold was odd, but then again, the whole world is.
As if he read your mind, he turned around, and it felt like something had clicked in the universe. He lifted his blindfold, and you were greeted by the most radiant blue eyes.
You'd seen those eyes before. Their hypnotic gaze devoured everything around them, including yourself.
Your hand met your mouth as you gasped. The realization of who was standing in front of you brought you down to your debilitated knees.
The towering man ran up to you and helped bring you back on your feet. "Are you alright?" His hands moved from the small of your back to your waist as he waited for your response. "Satoru?"
"Y/n. Holy sh-" You cut him off with your embrace. All those years of waiting and regretting never speaking up poured into the intimate caress.
Overwhelmed, tears started to well up in your eyes. You couldn't hold it in any longer, and gasping sobs escaped your lips. He brought you in as close as he could, and his physique trembled in your arms.
Was he upset too? Strangers stared as you two stayed in the middle of the sidewalk, unmoving. They didn't matter. Only he and you existed at this moment.
You draped your arms around his neck, though he was almost twice your size. His eyes bore holes in your entire being, full of longing and distress. You brought a hand up to cup his cheek, with your thumb softly moving up and down.
He held your hand in his as he leaned his face into your palm. "I'm so sorry, y/n... I- I tried to contact you, but I co- couldn't.. "
"Shhh... You're here. That's all that matters.."
He pulled you in again and gently placed a kiss on your temple. "I've missed you tremendously... I thought I wasn't going to make it... You don't know how hard it's been, y/n.."
"I do, actually... You're all I've thought about for these past few years."
"Fuck, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me.." He dove onto his knees and looked up at you over him, and he gripped your shins as if he was holding onto his last breaths. His decrepit state paralyzed you. Here he was, after years of absence, begging you for forgiveness.
You kneeled down to meet him, "I should be the one apologizing. I should've kept looking. I shouldn't have given up on you. I'm sorry.."
He put his blindfold back on, trying to hide his teary eyes. In a few swift moves, he lifted you up and carried you in his arms. Without another word, he took you, bridal style, to his apartment.
You didn't even protest, too stunned from the euphoria of being in his presence once again.
When you arrived, he sat you down on his couch, and he placed his head on your thighs, just like when you were young. Breaking the silence, he admitted, "I've been waiting for this day to come. I almost lost all hope."
You gazed at his fair complexion and noticed how his eyes twinkled back at you, like stars. You couldn't help it as tears started to stream down your cheeks, all over again. Seeing your abrupt change, he sat up and pressed his forehead against your own to soothe your aching heart.
Although you were in the middle of another breakdown, he couldn't help himself and impulsively greeted your lips with a stolen kiss. It was long and drawn out, full of years of hunger and eagerness. You'd visualized this for most of your life, but actually living it was completely distinct.
His lips were delicate with a likeness to clouds on a spring morning. His touch lingered on your forearm, and he eventually tucked you back into the safety of his embrace, deepening his kiss.
Unable to go on without breathing, you broke the kiss and admired him through half-lidded eyes. His heart rejoiced in the look of adoration you were giving him, further encouraging his feelings for you.
Without a second thought, he blurted out, "Y/n. I love you so much."
Taken aback, you hesitate for a second, making him uneasy with your lack of response. You compose yourself and lean into him, whispering, "I love you, too, Satoru. Thank you for coming back."
You two reveled in the delirium of the hasty confessions, eager to enjoy each other's company now that you had found one another.
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I’m so glad to know that my timeline wasn’t full of this, but here it is for my followers. please take care and be safe. it hurts to see that people enjoy stuff like this.
a/n: haven't read or watched much of jjk but i know that i am 100% IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN
the tree branches outside kept hitting against the walls of your newly renovated house. the storm had picked up since yesterday evening. you did your best to focus on the youtube video playing on your living room tv, but the wind chimes were echoing the tenacity of the storm. every time an exceptionally loud bang occurred, you jumped and immediately reached for your phone. no messages, no missed calls, no notifications. complete silence.
12:15 AM. sleep did its best to have you succumb to its whim, but it was no use. you were too anxious to sleep, and you needed him. he should be home any moment now. the wind was relentless, making it harder and harder to remain semi-calm. impatiently, you grabbed your phone and started typing, "hey, when do you think you'll be home?"
you tried to watch the video, but it ended, reminding you of your message. you checked once more, only to find that he read it but didn't respond. that usually meant that he was busy with work. a slow creak emanated from the front door. you grabbed your phone charger, since it was the closest object and held it like a lasso. anything was better than having nothing.
trembling, you moved behind the couch. you moved slowly as your heart palpitated with unusual speed. your legs were starting to give out when you heard a familiar chuckle. it was your savior, satoru. you threw everything on the ground and pounced him.
he held you up for about a minute, in silence. your tremors were enough information for him, letting him know how anxious and exhausted you were. "i've missed you so much, toru." "i know, kitten, i'm sorry. work was a little hectic but i'm finally here baby. have you eaten?" he held your hand as he led you to the kitchen. you shook your head. "were you waiting to eat with me again?" you nodded.
"how many times have i told you that you can't be starving yourself for my sake?" you began to fidget with your fingers and mumbled something inaudibly. he hugged you tightly, reassuring you that it was okay. "i know you just want to spend time with me, but my baby needs to eat, okay?" you nodded once more.
he shuffled around the fridge, looking for ingredients to make sandwiches for the both of you. it was a simple gesture, but it meant the world to you. he was always putting you first. you sat down on the kitchen counter and watched him. there was no way you could ever get tired of staring at his beautiful god like physique. he'd always catch you and give you a quick wink, causing you to blush.
he made your sandwich first and handed it to you before he started working on his own. you nibbled on it and savored the tasty greens harvested from your own garden. you were so proud of your edible garden. gojo had helped you dig up the backyard and replace some of the soil. he wasn't blessed with a green thumb, but he helped you as best he could.
by the time you were both finished with your sandwiches, you hopped onto his back and he carried you to bed. he undressed you, and changed you into your favorite kitty cat pajamas, and then he changed into his matching pair. yes, you two were THAT couple.
he laid on his back and extended his left arm out, inviting you into the most comfortable place in the world. you scooted in, and nuzzled your face into the crook of his neck. "so what did you do today, kitty?" "oh you know, the usual. i went to school and had fun with the kids. today, i started teaching them about multiplication. they were really confused at first, but i think that they're starting to get the hang of it. at least, i hope."
"i bet they are. you're a great teacher, you know?" genuine comments like that always made your blood rush to your cheeks. he grabbed your chin and brought you to his lips. his lips were chapped, yet soft like clouds. he tightened his hold around you and kissed your forehead.
imma start reading the manga for jujutsu kaisen and then imma start writing for either itadori or gojou because IM THIRSTY or maybe both perhaps idk yet.. also today’s episode was OOOOOOH LORD SO GOOD
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im still a little shook over how i dreamt about kenma..
he was so sweet, introverted, and soft. we were apparently on a bus on the way to a training camp or something. i was sitting by myself and then i noticed him at the back of the bus so i asked him if i could sit next to him. he obliged and i sat with him and we started talking and then i think i fell asleep on his shoulder. i apologized profusely and he said it was okay. then we got off the bus and last thing i remember is us holding hands. his touch felt so real because his hands were dainty and incredibly soft.. i’d really like to hold his hand again, ngl. but also does this mean i like kenma now? hmmm probably..
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