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When you get this, list your five favorite songs atm and send this ask to at least 10 people in your notifs! (No pressure!)
Hello!!! Thank you for the ask!! Sorry for the delay, sleep has been a fuck as of late.
Currentlyyyyy.... hm.
Centipede Legs by Luluyam
Lake Pontchartrain by Ludo
fuckin....... Jim Bob. by Hardy.
Maphra's cover of Doomed by Bring Me The Horizon
TOUBOU by DUSTCELL
\o/ yayayayayay~ thank you i love these things. Let me open up my notifs... I think I'm gunna ping instead of sending asks due to being kind of insane right now c:
@static-static @ikemenomegas @demonic-silver-and-gold @featheredcrowbabbles @hemostatiquesheep @moonofmercury @junipersheart @forgotten-dustbunny @bagofdrymice @fipsthegreat
ouh thanks for the tag, this is fun :3 i’ll listen to your favourite songs!
Halley’s Comet by Billie Eilish
No surprises by Radiohead
Tundra by Otyken
Everybody dies by Billie Eilish
Borderline by Tame Impala
@inaisthecoolest @kyarukyarusachi @kashimew @kashibunnie don’t feel pressured to do this silly trend u can just ignore this haha but also if anyone i didn’t tag wants to join, feel free <3
Ahhh!! I found this so late, I'm so sorry🥺 I never had anyone tag me before, lolol... I'm very excited that you tagged me, thank you so much! I'm happy to join in, i'll be listening to your songs!!
二十歳の恋 (Hatachi no koi) By Lamp
イイコと妖狐 (Ii ko to youko) By Kikuo
Serendipity By Laufey
踊り子 (Odoriko) By Vaundy
メガネを外して (Lose the frames) By noa
I'm very curious about yours! @kashun @sadisticslut666 @satoruined @sweethearticism
I love reading all of your writings, i'm looking forward to knowing your interests too!
sneaking up behind your husband naoya and planting a smooch on the sensitive nape of his neck, just for him bristle like a jumpy cat. he whips around, snarling, “what the fuck was that?”… later on, right in the thick of systematically destroying your guts, his large hand migrates from groping your tits to wrapping around your windpipe, giving it an absent squeeze as he luxuriates in the feeling of your cunt milking him. gently, he brushes your sweat-damp hair aside, before sinking his teeth vindictively into that exact same spot on your neck. petty ass bitch that he is.
clan head!gojo, who finds it mighty hilarious—and even more adorable—that his wife gets all flustered about the servants discovering the cum-stained mess on the shikibuton kaba. sitting up and stretching, he makes grabby hands and whines for you to get your cute lil’ ass back in bed… he promises he’ll wash the linens himself, adding with a seductive wink that he’s more than happy to let you squirt all over the futon again
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i was walking down the hoods of society(tumblr)and little birdies(tumblr tags)be telling me you're losing interest in writing👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
And since im #feminism #womenempowermentslayqueen/monarch i just wanna appericiate the fanfic authors more cause god damn if these aren't the best literature pieces i've ever indulged in since fyodor dostovesty then ion know what is🥹
Anyways love your works and ofc if you need to take a break than go do you but know that people adore these fics!!!!
And if you didn't ever think about losing interest than i look like a unfunny creep💔💔💔😭😭😭😭
you are absolutely not an unfunny creep !! tbh u made my day and i’m flattered you even mentioned me in the same sentence as THEE dostoyevsky.. my heart is fat & full with gratitude 🥺 thank you so much for the love, to be transparent, i still adore writing, but my brain has just been shifting gears lately and i’ve been preoccupied with some new interests. diving into learning about The Stock market (becoming a boring ass adult im afraid)
rn i hold 0050 and TSM, but im trying to learn more and figure out how to expand my portfolio and make bank 🤑. between that and getting back into arts and fitness lately, it’s been a lot ! definitely not stepping away for good, thx for being so understanding and for being such a sweet reader. really does make a difference knowing ppl like you are still enjoying the fics
clan head!gojo, who finds it mighty hilarious—and even more adorable—that his wife gets all flustered about the servants discovering the cum-stained mess on the shikibuton kaba. sitting up and stretching, he makes grabby hands and whines for you to get your cute lil’ ass back in bed… he promises he’ll wash the linens himself, adding with a seductive wink that he’s more than happy to let you squirt all over the futon again
satoru gojo—the blessed one throughout heaven and earth—is, without contention, the strongest sorcerer of the modern era, and your best friend.
years of shared history allows you to discuss almost everything without hesitation. he’s privy to your most sordid sexual fantasies, and the two of you have traded disgraceful mental smut, building a rapport where no topic is strictly off-limits.
a platonic friendship of total transparency (or so you pretend.)
satoru bitches to you constantly about the drought of his sex life. you constantly remind him that there is no shortage of women and men more than willing to end that dry spell, to which he counters with a sassy, “helloooo? i have standards! i’m the strongest, hottest, sexiest sorcerer alive... plus, nobody knows me like y—ahem, i mean, like i do.”
upon receiving no more response than an eye-roll from you, he sighs plaintively and tactfully crossed a leg over to hide his growing tent. well! he can’t tell if you’re being purposefully obtuse; even his six eyes seem to fail him in this regard.
“ever considered that it might be a you problem, satoru?”
after at least six shared orgasms and not a lot of brainstorming, you’ve reached somewhat of a conclusion. the musky, cloying sweetness of sex mingles with the crisp cologne he always wears, and it smells right. feels like home.
you trace the hard, slick ridges of his abdomen with a fingertip, counting every shallow rise and fall as his breath catches up to him. the man lying next to you is a wreck, yet somehow, he still manages to appear angelic. his snowy fringe is plastered to his damp forehead, forming a blinding halo against the white pillows. undoubtedly he’s staring up at the ceiling, the sex-crazed mania ebbing away, tranquillity in its wake.
he stretches, making the muscles beneath your touch ripple. when he finally turns his head, god. those eyes—all the blue skies in the history of the world coalesced into two irises—seem to hold space for nothing but you. satoru offers a boyish grin, then gently grabs your wrist, rubbing his cheek against your palm like an affectionate cat before pressing a kiss to your knuckles.
“an us problem, apparently,” he then wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer so your chests are flush. the cum-slick sensation of your thighs sliding together in the cooling air.
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satoru gojo—the blessed one throughout heaven and earth—is, without contention, the strongest sorcerer of the modern era, and your best friend.
years of shared history allows you to discuss almost everything without hesitation. he’s privy to your most sordid sexual fantasies, and the two of you have traded disgraceful mental smut, building a rapport where no topic is strictly off-limits.
a platonic friendship of total transparency (or so you pretend.)
satoru bitches to you constantly about the drought of his sex life. you constantly remind him that there is no shortage of women and men more than willing to end that dry spell, to which he counters with a sassy, “helloooo? i have standards! i’m the strongest, hottest, sexiest sorcerer alive... plus, nobody knows me like y—ahem, i mean, like i do.”
upon receiving no more response than an eye-roll from you, he sighs plaintively and tactfully crossed a leg over to hide his growing tent. well! he can’t tell if you’re being purposefully obtuse; even his six eyes seem to fail him in this regard.
“ever considered that it might be a you problem, satoru?”
after at least six shared orgasms and not a lot of brainstorming, you’ve reached somewhat of a conclusion. the musky, cloying sweetness of sex mingles with the crisp cologne he always wears, and it smells right. feels like home.
you trace the hard, slick ridges of his abdomen with a fingertip, counting every shallow rise and fall as his breath catches up to him. the man lying next to you is a wreck, yet somehow, he still manages to appear angelic. his snowy fringe is plastered to his damp forehead, forming a blinding halo against the white pillows. undoubtedly he’s staring up at the ceiling, the sex-crazed mania ebbing away, tranquillity in its wake.
he stretches, making the muscles beneath your touch ripple. when he finally turns his head, god. those eyes—all the blue skies in the history of the world coalesced into two irises—seem to hold space for nothing but you. satoru offers a boyish grin, then gently grabs your wrist, rubbing his cheek against your palm like an affectionate cat before pressing a kiss to your knuckles.
“an us problem, apparently,” he then wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer so your chests are flush. the cum-slick sensation of your thighs sliding together in the cooling air.
what are your thoughts on writing Shoko/Utahime for the girlies😳😳😳because good lord i NEED both of them to do unfathomable things to me NOW😂😂😂✌️✌️✌️
But like hehe only if you wanna cause a bi hoe like me don't mind those Gojo fics🤤🤤🤤
Also i think you can guess by now but i LOVE LOVE LOVE your works🫶🫶🫶
i loooove shoko and would love to write for her someday !! utahime was so darling on her mission, and it made me wonder how she got that cool scar. also (pls don’t kill me) but i was rlly taken by mei-mei; before all that effed-up gross shit happened, you have to admit she was just as much of a baddie as the rest of the girls in hidden inventory/premature death
satoru gojo—the blessed one throughout heaven and earth—is, without contention, the strongest sorcerer of the modern era, and your best friend.
years of shared history allows you to discuss almost everything without hesitation. he’s privy to your most sordid sexual fantasies, and the two of you have traded disgraceful mental smut, building a rapport where no topic is strictly off-limits.
a platonic friendship of total transparency (or so you pretend.)
satoru bitches to you constantly about the drought of his sex life. you constantly remind him that there is no shortage of women and men more than willing to end that dry spell, to which he counters with a sassy, “helloooo? i have standards! i’m the strongest, hottest, sexiest sorcerer alive... plus, nobody knows me like y—ahem, i mean, like i do.”
upon receiving no more response than an eye-roll from you, he sighs plaintively and tactfully crossed a leg over to hide his growing tent. well! he can’t tell if you’re being purposefully obtuse; even his six eyes seem to fail him in this regard.
“ever considered that it might be a you problem, satoru?”
after at least six shared orgasms and not a lot of brainstorming, you’ve reached somewhat of a conclusion. the musky, cloying sweetness of sex mingles with the crisp cologne he always wears, and it smells right. feels like home.
you trace the hard, slick ridges of his abdomen with a fingertip, counting every shallow rise and fall as his breath catches up to him. the man lying next to you is a wreck, yet somehow, he still manages to appear angelic. his snowy fringe is plastered to his damp forehead, forming a blinding halo against the white pillows. undoubtedly he’s staring up at the ceiling, the sex-crazed mania ebbing away, tranquillity in its wake.
he stretches, making the muscles beneath your touch ripple. when he finally turns his head, god. those eyes—all the blue skies in the history of the world coalesced into two irises—seem to hold space for nothing but you. satoru offers a boyish grin, then gently grabs your wrist, rubbing his cheek against your palm like an affectionate cat before pressing a kiss to your knuckles.
“an us problem, apparently,” he then wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer so your chests are flush. the cum-slick sensation of your thighs sliding together in the cooling air.
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Naoya who, the moment he sees you reading a classic he’s already read, immediately starts bothering you during your reading sessions just to give his opinion or make it clear that he understood the book better than you.
“You’ve been carrying around that same book for a week. I finished it in three days.”
Obviously, he’d say it with the most indifferent expression imaginable, conveniently without even looking at you, too busy searching for something around the room. And if you tell him that reading faster isn’t the same as reading better, get ready for a scowl that will genuinely make you afraid to sleep next to him.
Personally, I can totally see him somehow bringing it up during sex —“You really think you’re better than me, huh?”— right after slapping your face
OKAY, I went a little off the rails there 😭 but he’d 100% stay salty about it for days. Anyway, I just love the way you write him. You make him so much fun to think about 💗 I’d love to know your take on this.
naoya would take your stray comment to heart, tucking the grievance away like a spiteful little keepsake. he’d give you the cold shoulder until you finally cracked, offering yourself up to him—the only method that ever truly smoothed things over between you. and it always seemed to work: he was, like most men, easily mollified; with his cock slick from conquest and softening inside you, heavy breaths warming your clavicle.
as he tilted your jaw in preparation to kiss you, caught in the post-coital haze, you were foolish enough to believe that the slate was wiped clean. you should have known better than to think naoya would let anything go that easily. just as your lips were about to meet, he withdrew a fraction, giving you a full view of his shit-eating. “i suppose i should have mentioned... murasaki dies. and it’s pretty explicitly implied that genji dies not long after. oopsie.”