NO MORE HIATUS

mlist: under construction soz…. im a lazy bum

satoru gojo | suguru geto | naoya zenin | toji fushiguro

#recent stuff — belly bulge w/ suguru satoru wearing your pantyhose as a blindfold breeding w/ choso

i’ll moot u up on @naopied 💍

| rules | anons | reblogs | requests: open ( pls be patient

(loved the most recent satoru x reader fic btw🥹🫰)

makima style execution !! jaded modulo yuji using blood manipulation perhaps… dismantle or cleave ?? black flash ain’t painful enough imho

controversial confession ! i used to think mei-mei was pretty badass, yk before That Scene 💔 looking back, it makes me sick to my stomach knowing that ui-ui was likely an infant back in the hidden inventory arc… how she groomed & manipulated him his whole life just to exploit his cursed technique… like. kid u a victim

i’m in a few facebook merch groups that do sales, trades, giveaways and group orders straight from japan, so i’d say the majority of my collection comes from there. outside of that, i visit various pop-up stores across taiwan. some of my pieces were also gifts from friends i’ve made online !

some stuff under cut:

....unless you reveal a sweet fluff Reader x Satoru fic whenever you're like not...having a life....🎤hehe...is...is this thing on🥺...pretty please...?

you’re not sending yuta to execute my ass are you ? can’t imagine my life getting worse atp💔

typical satoru. prioritising his sweet tooth literally minutes away from the greatest battle in jujutsu history. you shake your head, a soft chuckle slipping past your lips as you hand over the device. he taps away furiously for a minute, tongue poking out slightly in concentration, before handing it back with a wink.

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fast forward to your birthday.

your phone buzzes. it’s a scheduled text from your calendar:

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my favorite person in the entire world !!!! i love you so much. my baby girl (^_^)”

the bright text begins to blur into ugly neon dots as tears hit the glass. you try to wipe the screen, but the moisture keeps coming, smearing his words until you finally just give up. you wish with everything left in you that he was actually here to say it to your face, wearing that stupid, beautiful smile.

i just recently discovered your blog and despite not having started jjk just yet, i just wanted to say that i really love how you write your works ! you’re as articulate as i would like to be in the near future if time allows it haha

with that being said, what helps you become better at written articulation/coming up with story plots? in a way, i would assume that maybe being a law student helps when you get to practice writing in a structured manner pretty frequently, and i feel your interests in media with complex subjects helps you develop your own original ideas for your own fics

sorry if it sounds like i’m rambling 😭 i’d really like to know your thought process as i’d like to get better at writing myself, 

oh and also can i be 🔖 anon 🥹 maybe 🥹🥹 this is my first time doing a tumblr ask idk what im doing 

hello there !! first of all, thank you so much for such a sweet message, you made my day (and i’m so incredibly honoured to be your very first tumblr ask! welcome to the anon club, you did great 🔖anon).

to answer your question, it’s rlly interesting bc while law school definitely shapes how i structure arguments, my materials (mostly court sentencing and cases here in taiwan) are written in a blend of modern and ye-olde classical chinese. tbh i feel like it kind of stunts my english creative writing sometimes 😵‍💫 to keep from losing my edge, i have to read english novels consistently just to keep that side of my brain sharp lol

“seriously, baby. you’re killing me. ‘m trying to be good, but you’re making it so hard. making me so hard.”

the chirpy, upward inflection in satoru’s voice was at odds with the underlying desperation. with your ass hovering mere inches above his face, your view was restricted to the expanse of his chest and lower regions—but you could imagine those iridescent baby blues and the jut of his pout all too well. what you could see, however, was how violently hard he was: the conspicuous bulge straining against his slacks; metal hardware fighting a losing battle against the sheer scale of his arousal.

“you know i hate being teased… meanie.”

rich, coming from the biggest tease ever. but again, your boyfriend was always such a whiny baby in bed. with your palms braced against his pecs, you could feel the frantic pitter-patter of his heart. despite knowing you held all the power, you were still unable to bring yourself to commit to the descent.

“i... but what if,” you stammered, hamstrings burning from the effort of hovering. “what if i break your nose? i don’t—”

“reverse cursed technique, remember?” as if to underscore his eagerness, satoru blew a sharp, hot jet of air directly against your clit. the sudden stimulus had an undignified squawk escaping your throat.