Strwbz 31, she/they, a bonly berry liking, posting, hyperfixin'. A nsfw/sfw mixed blog. AKATSUKIFANATIC. MonsterFucker.
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the joy of realizing someone is a similar type of freak as you
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I'm certain this is on Tumblr somewhere, but I haven't seen it around, so I'm sharing it myself
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“Many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. And it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘What do I care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ Yes, evil often seems to surpass good. But then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. One morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. And so I must still have hope.”
— Vincent Van Gogh
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Hello today I give you itachi smoking weed while petting a cat and drinking a pumpkin spice latte because I can
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NOT being a good girl today. barking and ripping things up and just freaking it
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Gojo Satoru running in a downpour just to give you an umbrella
💗 さとる
Note : u know like in the s2 ending. it's 4:30 am the birds are chirping n here i am... writing cheesy gojo fluff lol. ignore errors... i'm sleep deprived ���✌️
"Satoru... did you run all this way... in the rain?"
He's panting and desperately trying to catch his breath, bearing a half-smile at you. His uniform is completely soaked through. His shoes are leaky and his socks are squelchy with rainwater. His hair is completely flat-wet. Water drips off the ends of strands.
You and him are under the highway bridge, it shields you from the torrential rain, which he just rain through all the way from Jujutsu High.
"Y-yeah... well... only because y–you texted me saying... that you didn't... have an umbrella. So." he huffs, a rivulet of water dripping off his pointy chin.
You squint at him in disbelief. It's so funny.
This boy. This poor teenage boy. With noodly arms and legs and a poor posture. Just ran all this way here. To give you an umbrella.
Just to give you a damn umbrella.
"You're nuts."
He makes a smile at that. "I'm flattered you think so highly of me, Y/n."
A long silence passes.
He sucks in a breath and makes a sideways look.
"Uh... sooo... do I get like... a cheek kiss for this, or something? Maybe? ... please? No? Yes? Or an appreciative "thank you, 'Toru you're my knight in shining armour!" maybe? How about a—"
"No." you tease.
"Aw dang, I'll just go fuck myself then. We're divorcing. And I'm taking custody of the umbrella." He jokes.
He bends his back and knees to lower himself to your height, so he can make sure you get your share of cover under the transparent umbrella. You give him a sudden cheek kiss once he's lowered himself enough to be reachable for your lips.
He malfunctions. His brain has to actively register what just happened to his body. And then once it realizes he's just received a cheek kiss, his whole face starts to glow. His whole body freezes up.
He blushes boyishly. Because of course he would, he's just been kissed by his 3-year crush best friend.
But then he reassumes his annoying Gojo Satoru persona within a minute.
"Awww... you must like me."
"Shut up. And stop crouching like that. You'll scare a child."
"My future wife is so mean to me...! 😩"
"I'm not your "future wife", Satoru."
He sticks his tongue out at you. But then his playful tone suddenly drops. He looks at you. And he earnestly says;
"I will make sure that you are. No matter what... I wanna be yours."
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