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Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Latina Fem! Reader (non-curse au)

CW: fluff, slight angst with comfort

WC: 1.4K

Description: Gojo and reader are threading the line between friendship and romance.

Tag list: @lazyjellyfish300, @alt--er--love, @himenoakuma, @pixelcafe-network, @eveningatthemoviesnetwork

Masterlist | Chapterr 3

Chapter 4

July 7, 2007

You woke up the following day feeling like you were on Cloud 9. You had a lot of fun and wanted to find a way to continue the momentum. But there was a lingering feeling in your stomach. You didn't welcome it every time it crept up. "I don't want to seem too eager to reach out to him first. He’s probably busy going out with his friends or going around places."

You rolled around in your bed as the sun illuminated your window. Although you have that sick feeling in your stomach, you kick your feet in the air, thinking about when you'll talk to him again.

Somewhere in the Hollywood Hills, Satoru Gojo is contemplating the events from yesterday. Sliding the door, he exits to sit by the poolside. He's not sure why he chose this place to rent out, but it was a popular architectural household that is still revered to this day. He wanted to experience it for himself.

Satoru is conflicted; he knows he had a lot of fun with you yesterday, but at the same time, he's curious if friendship is the only thing he's interested in. He ponders the possibility of what could happen if he just took that leap of faith and made his growing affection known to you. "Affection? Is that the word? I mean, she's really cool." He thought to himself. He ruffles through his hair, going in circles, thinking about this. "Would she reciprocate what I feel towards her? What am I even saying? She doesn't know me, and I don't know her."

He snaps out of it when he hears the sliding door open and close. He can hear the footsteps approaching. Shoko and Suguru go around him where he is sitting, and make themselves comfortable across from him.

“Sooo, what happened yesterday that has you doing…” she motions her finger up and down "all of this?"

“It's her…She knows so much about this place. I feel that if I were to ask about something, anything, she could tell me stories and facts about it. There's this…light inside of her that glows whenever she talks to me and I find myself becoming…fond of her.” He thinks back to the way you light up and your smile; it gives meaning to his heart beating faster and faster right now as he thinks about it.

“Do you remember what I told you?” Suguru asks, looking towards Satoru.

“Yeah, but you know me.” He rubs his eyes and rests his head on his palms.

“Do you want to pursue something with a girl whom you’ll only be with for about a month?” Suguru challenges.

“You know, there is always a risk to everything. You can’t find out what will happen until you do something about it.” Shoko interjects. 

Satoru runs his fingers through his hair. Feeling flustered and frustrated at the same time. “Ugh! I just don’t know what to do!”

Shoko, takes a drag of her cigarette. “At the end of the day, what you choose to do will either make you happy or miserable. You just have to consider the other person that you could be impacting as well. The way you talk about her makes it sound like you want to see where this will go.” 

“You have the power to decide what’s best for you, so if this person makes you feel happy, then see where it goes,” Suguru says. "But, all I'm saying…be careful."

“She does make me feel excited for what the possibilities can be," Satoru thinks to himself.

[You]: Hey dude, are you online?

[Mariella]: Hey! What’s up?

[You]: I think I have a dilemma, and I don’t know what to do.

[Mariella]: What happened?

[You]: I met someone, I think. Although, they’re not from around here.

[Mariella]: Ahh :D 

[You]: He makes me feel that way too…but he’s going back home next month. 

[Mariella]: I see.

[Mariella]: Do you feel that it’s not a good idea to pursue this because of the length of time?

[You]: Yeah, remember the last guy. I didn’t even like him that much, but that did hurt. Though, he didn’t really respect me or my boundaries. 

[Mariella]: hugs Do you think he’s going to be the same?

This question took you aback. Satoru makes you feel the butterflies in your stomach. He's cute and charming, and it's easy to talk to him. He listens to you; you want to know what makes him tick, too. When you look into his eyes, you want to tell him that he’s beautiful. You ponder if there’s something else that you can unfold beneath him. 

The tears begin to well up. This leap of faith felt like one that could end in heartbreak.  

[Mariella]: Are you still there?

[You]: Yeah, but I'm feeling sad now. I had an amazing outing with him, but now I’m scared. Not because he’ll treat me the same as everyone else. That we’ll do this, and then it’ll be like it never happened.

[Mariella]: I don’t think that’s true. Remember in Amélie? She falls in love and panics when she meets him. She had to learn to take the risk and see what could happen if she really wanted to be with him. 

[You]: I know, but what if he doesn’t feel the same way about me?

[Mariella]: You won’t know until you take that leap of faith.

Buzz buzz

“Hey! How are you?”

“I’m feeling okay. Thanks for the wonderful night. It was cool to hang out,” You respond in a rushed manner, feeling that your heart could explode at any moment.

“Bet you wish you were hanging out with me, right?” Despite this being a phone call, Satoru’s playful voice can be heard. You just know that smile of his is on full display. 

“Eh, I'm alright!” You're doing your best to be playful in return.

“Gasp! I’m so hurt,” he says dramatically.

“Shut up!” You laugh.

“We don’t have to stop hanging out, you know.” 

“We don’t?”

“Nah. Plus, I think I have an idea where we’re going next.” 

“Oh? You do? Since when did you become the expert?”

“Hey give me some credit. I notice things. I caught some places while you were sleeping yesterday.”

“Hey! I didn’t mean to do that. Spill it, Satoru.”

“Uh uh. You’ll just have to wait and see.”

Silence looms in this conversation. Your body starts to shake, your breath becoming a little laboured.

Noticing something is off now, Satoru's tone changes. “Hey, you okay?”

“I feel a little scared.”

“Why? I’m sorry, did I say something?”

“Um, I don’t know how to talk about this.”

“Come on, we did have a great day yesterday, right? You can tell me. You know I don’t bite”. Satoru is trying to remain playful, but he feels that he's walking on thin ice.

“It’s just…I like hanging out with you. However, you won’t be around forever. I feel scared. I’m scared about the possibility of what this friendship will be to us.”

You're not afraid of being alone. It's acknowledging that all of this can be a fleeting moment that will be forgotten. You're constantly thinking right now, "What if he does not see me the way I see him?”

There’s the word lingering in the air: friendship. He knows that it’s likely the best outcome for both of you. One month isn’t enough to be with someone, but it could be something worth always remembering. The world is a big place, and he happened to meet someone in a different place. 

“I liked hanging out with you…you won't be able to get rid of me that easily,”  he tries to comfort you.

“You say that, but you’ll be going away soon.” There’s a crack in her voice as she’s saying this.

“Hey, don’t be like that. Listen, let’s just try to have the best time together. We can hang out again really soon, right?”

“Oh yeah, like next week?”

“How about tonight?”

There's a pause on your end. You want to say yes and hang up the phone.

“So? Listen, life is short at this point, and we've got to take advantage of the time we have," he continues.

“I don’t have any ideas though, Toru”

“Don’t worry, pretty. I have a few ideas up my sleeve. I’ll text you when I’m outside to pick you up.”

He hangs up the phone after you share the details of where he'll be picking you up.

"Did he just tell me I’m pretty?

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I miss yearning in here.

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“that’s an awfully fond look you’re giving me, my lady.” dante muses, staring up at the woman he’s sworn an oath to protect with his life, eyes crinkling at the corners. giggling, lady kendall leans in to brush his hair from his face to uncover cerulean eyes and a smile to match her own. “and you opened your arms to catch me as i leapt into them awfully fast, knight-captain. what could this mean?”

this art is by the wonderful yue_chan077/_YUEdono_ on twt/vgen! a lovely experience all the way around and the art is so cute. divider is an old web gif as per usual.

eventually i'll get a bigger, more elaborate piece done for royalty au but for now this one is perfect. it's exceptional, really, how she managed to capture that look so well. that "i'll lay my life down for you a thousand times but please don't make me" look.

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Kirby air ride is real!!!

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I think the most frustrating part is also I say something and then I can’t remember.

Im not sure when the last time I was concussed, but it’s not the business.

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Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Latina Fem! Reader (non-curse au)

CW: fluff, slight angst with comfort

WC: 1.4K

Description: Gojo and reader are threading the line between friendship and romance.

Tag list: @lazyjellyfish300, @alt--er--love, @himenoakuma, @pixelcafe-network, @eveningatthemoviesnetwork

Masterlist | Chapterr 3

Chapter 4

July 7, 2007

You woke up the following day feeling like you were on Cloud 9. You had a lot of fun and wanted to find a way to continue the momentum. But there was a lingering feeling in your stomach. You didn't welcome it every time it crept up. "I don't want to seem too eager to reach out to him first. He’s probably busy going out with his friends or going around places."

You rolled around in your bed as the sun illuminated your window. Although you have that sick feeling in your stomach, you kick your feet in the air, thinking about when you'll talk to him again.

Somewhere in the Hollywood Hills, Satoru Gojo is contemplating the events from yesterday. Sliding the door, he exits to sit by the poolside. He's not sure why he chose this place to rent out, but it was a popular architectural household that is still revered to this day. He wanted to experience it for himself.

Satoru is conflicted; he knows he had a lot of fun with you yesterday, but at the same time, he's curious if friendship is the only thing he's interested in. He ponders the possibility of what could happen if he just took that leap of faith and made his growing affection known to you. "Affection? Is that the word? I mean, she's really cool." He thought to himself. He ruffles through his hair, going in circles, thinking about this. "Would she reciprocate what I feel towards her? What am I even saying? She doesn't know me, and I don't know her."

He snaps out of it when he hears the sliding door open and close. He can hear the footsteps approaching. Shoko and Suguru go around him where he is sitting, and make themselves comfortable across from him.

“Sooo, what happened yesterday that has you doing…” she motions her finger up and down "all of this?"

“It's her…She knows so much about this place. I feel that if I were to ask about something, anything, she could tell me stories and facts about it. There's this…light inside of her that glows whenever she talks to me and I find myself becoming…fond of her.” He thinks back to the way you light up and your smile; it gives meaning to his heart beating faster and faster right now as he thinks about it.

“Do you remember what I told you?” Suguru asks, looking towards Satoru.

“Yeah, but you know me.” He rubs his eyes and rests his head on his palms.

“Do you want to pursue something with a girl whom you’ll only be with for about a month?” Suguru challenges.

“You know, there is always a risk to everything. You can’t find out what will happen until you do something about it.” Shoko interjects. 

Satoru runs his fingers through his hair. Feeling flustered and frustrated at the same time. “Ugh! I just don’t know what to do!”

Shoko, takes a drag of her cigarette. “At the end of the day, what you choose to do will either make you happy or miserable. You just have to consider the other person that you could be impacting as well. The way you talk about her makes it sound like you want to see where this will go.” 

“You have the power to decide what’s best for you, so if this person makes you feel happy, then see where it goes,” Suguru says. "But, all I'm saying…be careful."

“She does make me feel excited for what the possibilities can be," Satoru thinks to himself.

[You]: Hey dude, are you online?

[Mariella]: Hey! What’s up?

[You]: I think I have a dilemma, and I don’t know what to do.

[Mariella]: What happened?

[You]: I met someone, I think. Although, they’re not from around here.

[Mariella]: Ahh :D 

[You]: He makes me feel that way too…but he’s going back home next month. 

[Mariella]: I see.

[Mariella]: Do you feel that it’s not a good idea to pursue this because of the length of time?

[You]: Yeah, remember the last guy. I didn’t even like him that much, but that did hurt. Though, he didn’t really respect me or my boundaries. 

[Mariella]: hugs Do you think he’s going to be the same?

This question took you aback. Satoru makes you feel the butterflies in your stomach. He's cute and charming, and it's easy to talk to him. He listens to you; you want to know what makes him tick, too. When you look into his eyes, you want to tell him that he’s beautiful. You ponder if there’s something else that you can unfold beneath him. 

The tears begin to well up. This leap of faith felt like one that could end in heartbreak.  

[Mariella]: Are you still there?

[You]: Yeah, but I'm feeling sad now. I had an amazing outing with him, but now I’m scared. Not because he’ll treat me the same as everyone else. That we’ll do this, and then it’ll be like it never happened.

[Mariella]: I don’t think that’s true. Remember in Amélie? She falls in love and panics when she meets him. She had to learn to take the risk and see what could happen if she really wanted to be with him. 

[You]: I know, but what if he doesn’t feel the same way about me?

[Mariella]: You won’t know until you take that leap of faith.

Buzz buzz

“Hey! How are you?”

“I’m feeling okay. Thanks for the wonderful night. It was cool to hang out,” You respond in a rushed manner, feeling that your heart could explode at any moment.

“Bet you wish you were hanging out with me, right?” Despite this being a phone call, Satoru’s playful voice can be heard. You just know that smile of his is on full display. 

“Eh, I'm alright!” You're doing your best to be playful in return.

“Gasp! I’m so hurt,” he says dramatically.

“Shut up!” You laugh.

“We don’t have to stop hanging out, you know.” 

“We don’t?”

“Nah. Plus, I think I have an idea where we’re going next.” 

“Oh? You do? Since when did you become the expert?”

“Hey give me some credit. I notice things. I caught some places while you were sleeping yesterday.”

“Hey! I didn’t mean to do that. Spill it, Satoru.”

“Uh uh. You’ll just have to wait and see.”

Silence looms in this conversation. Your body starts to shake, your breath becoming a little laboured.

Noticing something is off now, Satoru's tone changes. “Hey, you okay?”

“I feel a little scared.”

“Why? I’m sorry, did I say something?”

“Um, I don’t know how to talk about this.”

“Come on, we did have a great day yesterday, right? You can tell me. You know I don’t bite”. Satoru is trying to remain playful, but he feels that he's walking on thin ice.

“It’s just…I like hanging out with you. However, you won’t be around forever. I feel scared. I’m scared about the possibility of what this friendship will be to us.”

You're not afraid of being alone. It's acknowledging that all of this can be a fleeting moment that will be forgotten. You're constantly thinking right now, "What if he does not see me the way I see him?”

There’s the word lingering in the air: friendship. He knows that it’s likely the best outcome for both of you. One month isn’t enough to be with someone, but it could be something worth always remembering. The world is a big place, and he happened to meet someone in a different place. 

“I liked hanging out with you…you won't be able to get rid of me that easily,”  he tries to comfort you.

“You say that, but you’ll be going away soon.” There’s a crack in her voice as she’s saying this.

“Hey, don’t be like that. Listen, let’s just try to have the best time together. We can hang out again really soon, right?”

“Oh yeah, like next week?”

“How about tonight?”

There's a pause on your end. You want to say yes and hang up the phone.

“So? Listen, life is short at this point, and we've got to take advantage of the time we have," he continues.

“I don’t have any ideas though, Toru”

“Don’t worry, pretty. I have a few ideas up my sleeve. I’ll text you when I’m outside to pick you up.”

He hangs up the phone after you share the details of where he'll be picking you up.

"Did he just tell me I’m pretty?

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Im not sure when the last time I was concussed, but it’s not the business.

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hope you’re doing okay!! sending love :(💕

Thank you for the kind wishes, anon. It’s super sweet of you. I hope you have a pleasant day/evening wherever you are. 💖💖💖

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And I have a concussion. Stay safe out there.

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My first spy x family fanart !!

This show is such a gem

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Send me an ask while I’m in this waiting room.

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'Oh wow, I wonder who gave me all these notes?'

The faithful mutual:

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Yeah, tell your kids to not hit people on the head. That’s all.

Lol lmao. I’m going to a clinic to check for a concussion.

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Lol lmao. I’m going to a clinic to check for a concussion.

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Toge out here speaking things into existence! 🙏 🙏

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And I got hit in the head by a child. And my head is pounding now

I’m feeling really anxious today. I had a horrible nightmare that I’m still trying to make sense of, and I feel my demand at work went up by 100 overnight.