#I'm sure you can tell where I got my pfp from lol

[axel-ambassador]

When her eyes do "the thing" >>>>>>

[my-castles-crumbling]

hi cas!

paper flower anon here :)

soo I got invited to a friends birthday and where I live, even tho we're all in our mid teens we don't really have the concept of going places alone without permission from our parents? and if we're meeting up with someone then our parents need to talk to theirs to yk figure out the details (my country isn't really that safe so.) so remember how im having problems with my gf? (ill break up with her in 3 days when our midterms are over)

the thing is. this friend, I kinda got pissed at her because my gf kept telling me about how "mean" this friend is being to her? and I don't even know if its the truth lol or if its just my gf being idk. anyway we didn't talk for around a month but recently we started talking again because I got invited to her bday (I had been meaning to apologize for quite some time) (her bday is my chance to make it up to her) all the moms have like a gc and my friend's mom asked for pics of all of us so I sent the picture I use as my Instagram pfp (its a pic of me making a kissy face to the camera in a dress) (might be cringe idk) because I gave up my phone for this month so I could concentrate on midterms and that's the only pic I had and incase her mom had a problem with that I sent another picture too but my friend liked the insta pfp one. anyway so HER MOM sends it in the group and is like "I'm not printing that its so bad" IN THE GROUP and I'm like bruh okay and I sent a pic of my friend and me. another person sent another pic to her mom privately and she POSTS IT ON THE GROUP AND SAYS "are these girls doing a matrimonial ad? disgusting. post a normal picture. look at what paper flower anons mom sent. it shows the real fun" (idk what to call my mom-)

like who gave her the right to PUBLICLY HUMILIATE US? my mom got super pissed and threatened to not send me but I'm going for my friend not her mom.anyway the second person sent a picture of her, on a mountain, looking at a mountain. find me a matrimonial picture that is so basic please I really wanna see

anyway so yeah. dk what to do.

okay so I googled it and I'm not sure like...in context, what a matrimonial picture is? But your friend's mom judging you is so not cool. I don't think you should feel obligated to go to your friend's house if you don't feel comfortable. If you feel like you 'owe' her, you can find another way to make it up to her, but don't go anywhere that makes you feel bad, you know?

[hazard-15]

Hope you're doing good there and I know school can give you burn outs but do no fret, I myself am burn out as well. Anyways, I would like to know about your Cod MW Oc, maybe some tidbits or in depth character info about them 👉👈💖

Hi Shin!! I'm doing the best I can be and man, we sure do be getting burnt out cuz of school 😅

As for my modern warfare oc, i don't have much yet honestly. Her name is Jemma "Mock" Court, "Mock" obviously being her code name. Similar to Mariana, she's a bit of a goofball/jokester but she's also blunt and flirty. She's loyal and intelligent as are all my babygirls! Jemma is also pretty sarcastic lol. She would be in her mid to late 20s in current times of the games.

Jemma is pretty seasoned in terms of skills but I'm not sure what her rank would be yet.

Her love interest is Ghost as you can probably tell by my pfp 😅😅 (I love him so fucking much-)

As for her backstory, still trying to figure it out but one idea I've stuck with was her parents or uncle being the leader of a drug cartel. Jemma is forced to be apart of it since young and this is where she picked up a lot of her skills such as shooting a gun, interrogating, manipulation/putting on an act, etc. I'm thinking maybe she'd come into contact with Price and he later helps her get away from the cartel. She would be in her late teens at this time and with no where else to really go, Jemma would stay under Price's mentorship. Later during the current time of the games, Jemma is one of the people Price would bring in to join the Task force 141 and the rest is history. (I would love to know what you think and if you got any ideas you wanna share 👉👈)

Here's a old drawing of Jemma as well!

[fleshengine]

Cassie reminded me of this by liking one of my (6 days) old posts.

This blog, despite being the "new blog" I moved to is actually... my Old Blog. I made the original Flesh Engine (now Bone Engine, rip) a while ago but I only started being active on it regularly in the Spring and then summer of 2023. Well it got soft banned/muted/shadowbanned whatever you call it and eventually I got too sad to keep dragging its corpse around. Well when I decided to create a "new account" I tried to do it with an old email of mine. An old email from when I was a kid kid. (note from future Flen, I talk a bit about dumb shit I did as a kid, I'm not endorsing this behavoir, don't follow in my footsteps) I typed in the email and... "this email is already in use." WTF I said, how could someone be using my email? Then I remembered, when I was a kid with near-unrestricted internet access, I wanted to look at porn so I made a tumblr account because that's where the good shit was. I never posted, I never followed anybody, but I used it to look at porn. So it was my account, but how fucking old was it?

The Tumblr porn ban happened in 2018, and I was definitely looking at entirely uncensored stuff, this was that go nuts show nuts era still and that gives us an upper bound on when this account was created. I was born in mid 2003 and was first given a phone when I was 7, and I distinctly remember making the account on a phone. So our lower bound is 2010. A span of 8 years is pretty wide though, so how old is this account?

Well I can't know for sure, I know there are websites that can give you the age of your blog, but the ones that I tried just said there was an issue and didn't give me anything. There's also ways to see your oldest post but the thing is, I never posted, the account was entirely blank, it didn't even have a pfp.

but you know what it did have?

it had the year of its birthday filled in. Why? I don't know, if I had to guess it made me put an age in and recorded the year or something. Thing is, if you make an account on a website these days you have to be 13 years or older so they can track you legally. So if I put in my birthday as 1998 and my real birthday is 2003 that means I was pretending to be five years older than I really was. [don't do this] That would make me 8 years old and the time of account creation at *checks watch* 2011 or 2012. This of course relies on one thing, younger me putting in that age and it not being autogenerated for whatever reason. So how old is this blog?

I'll give you a spoiler, I don't really know. But I do have another method of estimation. I remember using tumblr on my bed in one of the houses I lived in growing up. My mom moved a lot and I stayed with her on the weeks, so I moved a lot too. By a lot I mean for a decent chunk of my life we moved every 6-24 months. Anyway, I know what house I lived in because of the bed. I also know what grade I was in that house. I was in third grade (kids 8-9 y/o) and because I have a summer birthday I'm always the young one in my grade. (Which I actually hadn't experienced yet because I was homeschooled lol.) So I was 8 in that house, when I remember using tumblr to look at porn. [Don't do this] So my tumblr is at least from when I was 8, which gives us the same bound at before, 2011-2012.

Given that these two estimation methods give essentially the same answer, I'm likened to say that my blog is from 2011/2012 and that makes me an Old Hat (tm) and The Coolest (tm). That was a joke, it was actually wildly unhealthy that I lied about my age on the internet so I could look at porn when I was a child. It's kind of fucked up looking back, I got exposed to a lot of shit I probably shouldn't have. I'll tell those horror stories later though.

Anyway, account is old. And also new. It's been around the block and also just got here.

[dandylovesturtles]

heyo

🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with?

and bc i'm socially awkward: 🕯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?

heya!

🌈I know I bitch about fight scenes on here constantly but I'm not kidding when I said I was in a fight for my life with chapter 7 of IMBI. How do people do action scenes in written form? HOW? Trying to describe fight choreography is a nightmare. I got through it by literally writing like 2 sentences at a time and then walking away for a few hours lol. I kept getting Leo out of there so I wouldn't have to keep describing what the other boys were doing. RIP Donnie your head getting banged was mostly important for character reasons but also it meant I had less fighting to write. Thank you for your sacrifice /wipes a tear

I can write emotional conversations all day but you want me to write actions? Nah bruh I'm gone byyyyeeee (why do I do this to myself)

Also any time I have to do research like. I'm so lazy y'all can't I just bullshit my way through it? (no because @intotheelliwoods already yelled at me about turtle ribs) (I FIXED IT NO MORE TURTLE RIBS) (<3)

🕯️I'm so socially awkward al;dfja;lsdjf;lasdjfl y'all get the text version of me and not the real life version of me that can't emote for shit and gets asked why she's mad every twenty minutes.

I'll be honest and note that I do tumblr and not twitter because fandom twitter scares me. I'm sorry |'D Tumblr is my home and my native language, I'd just look like a tourist and everyone would be mean to me on twitter a;lsdfja;sd

I DO THINK THOUGH that fandom is healthier when people are kind to each other in online fan spaces and generally just remember that the people you're engaging with are real people behind the screen, not just pfps on a screen. And giving people engagement definitely helps encourage people to do more, so if you want more fanart and more fanfic and more everything else be sure to like/kudos/comment/tag! I know people love reading their tags and comments especially, myself included.

That said I don't really agree with the culture of like, you have to comment or you're a bad person. I feel like putting pressure on people to do certain things has the opposite effect, where more people will lurk because they don't want people to think it means something that they, say, commented on this but didn't comment on that, or whatever. I mean I know I struggle with the fear of putting my foot in my mouth when I talk to new people, or the fear of people reading too much into what I say here versus what I say there (like logically I know no one is paying that much attention to ME but tell the social anxiety that lol), so I don't want someone to feel so pressured they just shut down engagement completely, ya dig?

MAYBE THAT'S JUST COMING FROM ME, person who doesn't know how to talk to people irl al;sdfj;ls

wow that's a lot of rambling about nothing... thanks for the ask!!

[duckuwu]

Bro this might be silly, but I feel like Tay will have a Meg(TS) feature on the Rep(TV).

I know I sound fully bugs bunny rn. Cut so you can save yourselves from my red strings. lol

But Meg hangin with Cara recently in NY. (Yeah snl but also...Tay's been hitting the studio regularly in NY AND Cara's has been at like all the recent chiefs games)

Hiss has a full on black and white snakes reputation moment in it. Meg's selfie where it looks like her pants imply a 13.

I also feel like they've been talking, and Tay helped give Meg some tips on how to make sure she got that Masters deal. (This is not me implying that Tay did anything, it was all Meg. ijs girls looking out for girls type shit.)

and Tay officially changing all her socmed pfps to black and white today

ijs being a fan of both and trying to tell myself to stop noticing things that might be hints to a collab especially in a reputation type of vein...has been a LOT.

watch there's nothing. lol but I'm still putting out there just in case im not daffy about this.

[wintergojo]

heyy! i love your work! can ya please make a high school fluff of gojo and his childhood sweetheart? where they're like bsfs and later more than that?

hello! thank you for reading my work. i'm happy u love them <33 but ur pfp + name omg (i'm an army too hehe) sorry this took kinda long. i legit blanked out for a whole day when i saw ur ask i couldn’t think of anything lol. non-established relationship is unexplored territory for me 😭 (but i had fun writing this! child & teenage gojo is so endearing to write 🥺) i think the fluff part got kinda bonky though? and this is waaay longer than i planned

also i'm not really taking requests but… well…

ever since we were kids, baby (gojo satoru x gn!reader)

Tags: fluff, slow burn, strangers to friends, childhood friends to lovers, child gojo, high school gojo, college gojo, slight age gap (2 years), mutual pining (ig?), mentions of adoption, cursee, fire, kissing, some curse words?

Word count: 4.6k (what happened)

navi

you met him in spring, a month before the new school year started. you were only six years old yet people have always said that you “matured” too early and “closed off” too early for your age. even your parents, who always had a creepy stuffed toy perched on their shoulder, told you that you’ve changed when you turned five and started asking why they have those ugly toys with them when there were none.

in that same month, you found out that the gross creatures you’ve been seeing latched onto your parents were “curses” and that you can see them because you have something called “cursed energy”. it also turned out that what you used to get rid of those “curses” on your mother’s shoulder is a “cursed technique”.

you wish they had told you earlier, when your parents weren't batshit terrified of you and when you haven't set one of them on black flames, which, you also found out, could only be extinguished with your touch no matter how many gallons of water you pour.

your mother and father were so traumatized by the incident that when some middle-aged men dressed in obviously expensive kimonos knocked on your door and told your parents they'd take you in exchange for money, they agreed without second thoughts.

"we're messengers from the gojo family," they had said when your parents opened the door. no greeting, no salutations, just straight into business. "we're here to make an agreement with you in exchange for your child."

you, obviously, were highly against it. you even cried and begged not to be sold to some strange men you've never even once heard of. and even promised to not use whatever that ability was again. your plea fell on deaf ears as your parents immediately agreed to go to kyoto to further discuss your illegal adoption.

they brought you to some traditional japanese compound, one you've only seen on television. you could tell the moment you arrived that whatever family lived there was filthy rich. they had maids who greeted the men you came with a 90-degree bow and a separate set of maids who directed your party into the supposed meeting room.

you weren't allowed inside while they were discussing the terms and whatnot of your adoption, which really is making you one of their servants, so you resorted to waiting at the yard in front of the engawa and admiring the small pond nearby.

then you encountered what you then knew was a curse.

gojo satoru, aged seven turning eight, was walking with his personal servants to their dojo when he decided he'd skip that day's training and run off wherever his feet take him.

and it took him to you.

he was just passing by the area he knew a meeting was happening when he saw you, a fellow child, standing face to face with a two-meter tarantula-like curse, so he decided to observe.

judging from the amount of cursed energy he could feel it emanated, it's a grade 3. pretty easy to get rid of for the bearer of six eyes, but not for some normal child.

he wasn't sure you could see it in the first place, but judging by how blankly you were staring at the curse's five little red eyes, you could.

minutes passed yet neither you nor the curse did anything, so he got bored and was about to leave you on your own when the overgrown spider suddenly hissed. your reaction was immediate and in less than a second, the curse was covered in black flames right after you pointed your index finger at it.

gojo watched the curse groan and wallow in pain while desperately shooting out webs that dissipate in milliseconds due to whatever you did. you stood in your place, unmoving, just staring at the curse until it turned into purple dust that instantly disappeared.

"wow! you exorcised it!" he exclaimed, hopping towards you while giving you a slow clap.

you turned your head towards him and narrowed your eyes. "who are you?"

ooh, you seemed frisky. he liked that. he was tired of people bending down upon seeing him only because he had that cursed (literally) technique.

he grinned, then clasped his hands behind his back. "i'm gojo satoru! what about you?"

your eyes widened, gojo satoru? he must be one of the people you would serve then. you bowed your head, already aware that servants like you shouldn't look your masters in the eye.

"i'm just a servant."

your voice was still bold, confident, even though you were looking at his feet instead of his face. you then nodded your head in an attempt to bow, "if you'll excuse me."

gojo's grin widened as you started to turn around and walk away from him. you had nowhere to go since the yard was enclosed in shoji doors that only had access outside if you went into one of them, but you still continued with the hopes of sending him a clear message that you didn't want to talk to him and you'd like to be alone.

clearly he didn't get that, as you heard a "wait!" and footsteps running after you. he was walking beside you within seconds, hands clasped at the back of his head.

"you're a liar. anyone who has cursed technique like you won't be a servant here, ya know."

you continued walking, looking forward instead of bowing down or turning to him. "i am an exception, it seems."

he hummed then tilted his head to get his face on the same level as yours. he then stared at you—your eyes—and started rocking back and forth on the sole of his feet. "you're not lying?"

you stopped and decided to look him straight in the eye, momentarily getting distracted by the most gorgeous pair of irises you had ever seen as you looked at him incredulously. "why would i lie?" you irritatingly asked.

he hummed again, although that time it was to indicate he was thinking. he seemed to not notice you were starting to get annoyed (or maybe he did, he was just ignoring it) as he ran his eyes up and down your figure. "hmm… someone like you who can exorcise curses easily shouldn't be a servant though. don't you want to be a sorcerer?"

sorcerer. that was the first time since the whole ordeal happened that someone asked you for what you wanted, instead of just deciding for you.

you formed your lips into a slight smile, eyes gleaming with sadness. don’t you want to be a sorcerer?

“i will be sold off to your clan, what i want doesn’t matter.”

he pressed his face closer to yours, your noses almost touching. the boy obviously doesn’t respect personal space, so you did both yourselves a favor and stepped backward. “but do you?” he repeated.

you sighed, lower lips slightly jutting out to form a pout, irritation slowly getting replaced with forlornness. “...i do...” you whisper, suddenly feeling too vulnerable in front of the gojo child.

his face instantly lit up upon hearing your answer, lips forming into a grin and feet taking one step behind. “i knew it! your family’s meeting with the elders there, right?” his voice became too cheerful for your liking as he pointed to where your parents currently were.

“how do you know that?”

gojo didn’t answer your question, he just placed both of his hands on your shoulder as he gave you an even wider grin, “then leave it to me!” he enthusiastically exclaimed before dashing off and uncremoniously opening the meeting room’s shoji as he shouted something you couldn’t make out.

you were glued to your spot, eyes wide and frozen over what the boy had just done.

you would later find out that the bastard talked (more like commanded and blackmailed) to the elders into making you his courtier (like he’s some royal king) and his own personal assistant. you would also later find out that apparently, he’s the most important member of their clan which is why those people, despite being decades older than him, caved into his desire although they were obviously against it.

from that day, you had to stick by gojo’s side and wait for whatever he commands even though you were younger and far less experienced than him.

but instead of being sent for errands or asked for help, all you received were some orders on “be my opponent for this game!” or “be my sparring partner” and “join me in eating!” or “taste this, it’s good!” as he shoved a spoonful of whatever sweet food he was eating into your mouth.

he was never rude or cruel to you like he sometimes was to his real maids. and he treated you more like a friend than what your role really was.

it got worse (or better?) when you had to transfer to his elementary school and the two of you started being schoolmates. gojo naturally got along with everyone, but he didn’t have anyone he would consider his permanent friend or best friend.

(that’s because he had you) and that’s where you come in. during the 20-minute recess, he would go to your classroom and drag you outside into one of the benches to eat both of your snacks together. sometimes he tells you what activities he planned on doing with you when classes end, and sometimes the two of you just ate in peace (it still surprises you when he shuts his mouth) while enjoying the breeze and the fallen sakura petals swaying in the wind.

by the fifth grade of elementary school, you somehow stopped being his courtier and turned into a full-time friend he pestered 24/7 (not like he wasn’t doing that before). you think it had something to do with him going to middle school and being in a whole different institution as you, so he made sure the driver picked him up first during dismissal before you even though yours was a few minutes earlier than him in order to ride home with you in the car.

it didn’t help that your quarters in the gojo compound was right next to his (again, demanded by him) so oftentimes, he sneaked into your room and woke you up for a convenience store ice cream run as if the compound didn’t have a whole fridge of that dessert in much higher quality. you were always irritable whenever you got woken up in the middle of the night, and though gojo was still technically someone you served, he was not exempted from your attitude which he would always brush off.

you never admitted it, but you were happy he was always there to keep you company even if at first it was in the guise of being his assistant. you would also never admit it, but you felt lonely when he left you in elementary school while he was in middle school. most especially when he had to live at tokyo jujutsu high while you were in middle school and still living at the compound.

you initially planned to leave the estate and find somewhere else to live in despite being underage when he enrolled in jujutsu tech, because he wasn’t there for you to “serve” anymore. but of course, gojo being gojo, told you to live with him in his dorm instead if you so badly wanted to be with him.

of course you didn’t agree. tokyo was way too far from where you were studying in kyoto for a regular commute. besides, the school does not allow that. neither did the gojo elders (but he didn’t really care about that).

“i’ll be off then!” he cheerfully stated as the boarding announcement reverberated through the airport. you nodded, rummaging through your small sling bag before handing him a black rectangle box. he stared at it for a second before excitedly grabbing it from you and inspecting the packaging.

“it’s my farewell gift,” you explained. your voice was slightly softer than usual. whether it was because he was about to go or because you feel nervous he’s not going to like the gift, you weren’t sure.

“i can’t believe you got me a gift! i’ll open it now, okay?”

your eyes widened, “no! at least wait until—” you stopped when you saw him take the item out of the box and immediately wore it over his eyes, “...you get to the plane…” you continued silently.

he happily hummed, looking around the surroundings with the round sunglasses now perched on his ears. you thought it looked better on him than you imagined.

grinning, he asked, “this is really nice. but why did you decide to give me a sun—”

“you’ll be late, gojo. you really should get going now.” you cut him off, knowing the conversation would turn longer if you entertained the question.

he pouted, huffing as he closed the box and placed it on the pocket of his khaki shorts, “fine. but i’ll call you as soon as i arrive and you'll tell me the details!”

you gave him a teasing smile as you waved him goodbye, watching gojo disappear into the gates still giving you a pout to indicate he was sulking.

he never removed the sunglasses.

and now you’re finally in high school together.

gojo had to deal with the 2-year torture and deprivation of not seeing you every day so he was really delighted when you told him over the phone that you were choosing tokyo jujutsu high instead of kyoto for high school, even though the latter was nearer in the estate. and when you finally met suguru and shoko who he always talked about, he was ecstatic.

safe to say, in every part of gojo’s life, you were there.

and he doesn’t really care what the two of you become in the future, he just wants you, his friend for a decade, to still be with him just like you are right now.

“i’m back! did you miss me?”

you stopped blowing on your late-night freshly made cup ramen, turning around to see a six-foot man standing behind you.

“gojo! how was the mission?”

the man groans before removing his sunglasses and plopping down beside you, resting his head on the table and mindlessly looking at the moisture forming around your noodles. “meh. same old, same old.”

you’re at the school’s dining hall after waking up hungry at 12:00 a.m. luckily, the pantry had lots of food to choose from but you were specifically craving some spicy seafood ramen.

“was it a special grade again?” you asked, humming in delight when the tiniest hint of shrimp touched your taste buds.

he watched you happily close your eyes, wondering how you could eat something so heavy in the middle of the night. “yep, nothing special. just a flick of my finger then bam! it’s gone.”

you chuckled, “okay, weirdo.”

“and you? how was your day?”

you stopped shoving food in your mouth for a moment, thinking back to your day. “trained with nanami-senpai and ijichi, apart from that nothing much really happened.”

“mhmm, sounds boring.”

you finally looked at him, albeit to give him a glare. “it was fun!” you exclaim too defensively.

he smirks, happy he got your attention. “as fun as when we spar?”

you huffed before going back to eating your food, “it’s not exactly fun getting tossed around 98% of the time. at least with both of them i actually have a chance to win.”

the white-haired teen's smirk widens, “yeah, that’s because they’re weak, ijichi especially.”

you rolled your eyes, taking offense to his words. “you’re being rude,” you sipped on your tea, “besides, ijichi isn’t really planning on becoming a sorcerer. he just wants to get some training and experience to be a window.”

you couldn’t see it since you were too focused on your half-eaten cup noodles, but your friend’s eyebrows rose as he tilts his glasses down his nose. “hmm? and why do you know that? you been spendin’ time with him?”

you rolled your eyes again, briefly thinking how gojo’s extremely smart but can be really dumb sometimes. “i mean he’s my only classmate, of course i’m spending time with him.”

gojo ignored the little pang he felt in his chest, opting to raise his head instead and grab your yunomi to take a sip on it. his face instantly contorts. “blegh! your drink sucks. wanna go get ice cream?”

“sure. there’s tons of flavors in the fridge.”

he whines like the manchild that he is, slowly standing up and putting his sunglasses on. “don’t want those, they’re old.”

you look at him blankly as you tilt your head to the side. he thinks you look cute. “i don’t think they’re expired though?”

he paid no mind to your statement as he drags you up by the arm to begin walking towards the door, “just come with me! it’ll be for old time’s sake!”

“old time's sake? are we going to 7-eleven again? we just went there last night!” you groaned, but still came with him.

gojo called your name, each hand holding two different types of ice cream. “what do you think i should buy?”

you stared at him before closing your side of the ice cream freezer, “just buy them all. you always come back for another one anyways.”

“but they’re gonna melt!”

“gojo, it’s winter. it’s literally three degrees outside. they’re not gonna melt. we shouldn’t be eating ice cream in this weather in the first place.”

he shrugs, putting the four ice creams in the handbasket. “meh. i’m warm with my infinity.”

“well i’m cold.”

he flashes you a toothy smile. “i’ll just keep you warm then! i’ll hug you while eating ice cream.”

you scrunch your face, seemingly disgusted by the idea. “gross. i don’t want to get your cooties. can’t you just expand your infinity so it reaches me?”

he shakes his head, “nope, tried that yesterday. didn’t work, remember?”

“maybe it’s going to work now.”

he dejectedly pouts, “aww come on. you don’t want my hugs?”

you throw him the ice cream of your choice and he catches it automatically. “no, thank you,” you answer before turning your back to him and walking away, “i’m going to get some bread! you like chigiri pan, right?”

you left without waiting for his reply as you know it’s right anyway. years of friendship really do wonders, gojo thinks.

the both of you went into the convenience store’s parking lot to eat even though it’s freezing outside and there’s plenty of empty tables inside the store (what with how late it is). you’re sitting on the elevated ground while gojo chose to sit on the parking lot bump in front of you. you’re shivering, considering how the inconsiderate prick did not even let you dress in warm clothes earlier—you’re just wearing your hoodie. you suddenly miss the hot tea you were drinking earlier.

“do we really have to eat outside? i’m freezing,” you ask, licking your suika bar in the process. you’re pretty sure the two of you look like high school delinquents eating ice cream in the middle of winter to passersby, when in fact the two of you have excellent moral records in your old schools.

the man in front of you takes a bite on his yukimi daifuku, closing his eyes in delight over the flavor before responding, “it’s not snowing.”

“doesn’t mean it’s not cold! it doesn’t help that i’m eating something cold either.”

he shoves the whole mochi ice cream in his mouth as he thinks. then all of a sudden, you feel warm. the cold breeze constantly hitting your face was replaced with a hot fan of breath, and the empty feeling around your body was replaced with something hard.

gojo had moved right next to you and had his right arm wrapped around your shoulder. your bodies now pressed together.

your eyes widen upon realizing the situation, blinking repeatedly before facing him.

“gojo!” you exclaim, eyes glinting with excitement. the man hangs onto your words, silently anticipating what you would say next. “you can expand your infinity now!”

he internally sulks, feeling a tad disappointed that that was what you noticed.

even so, he tries giving you a grin as he forces his voice to appear cheerful, “i do! and i did it for you! aren’t you grateful to me, the mighty gojo satoru?”

you scoffed, looking at him smugly as you bantered. “i think you should be grateful to me, i’m the reason why after all.”

he clicks his tongue in response before pulling you closer and opening his second ice cream, häagen-dazs. you do the same, although this time you were enjoying your watermelon popsicle now that everything was warmer inside gojo’s (and yours’) infinity.

you’re trying to act cool and nonchalant, but deep inside your heart is thrumming against your chest and you feel your palms starting to get sweaty. you could only hope he doesn’t feel nor hear it, especially with how little the distance is between the two of you and how you’re literally enclosed in a bubble-like environment with him.

and he doesn't. the man next to you is too focused on indulging in the warmth you're providing, as well as on regulating his own heart that's beating way too fast for his liking.

he's always been really touchy with you (with anyone, actually) and has been since you were kids. but this is the first time he's gotten this close to you and felt your skin in two years after learning how to involuntarily activate his infinity.

he's quite sure this is also the first time he had to turn it off, and it was all to make you warm, he thinks.

"you're going off to college, huh? must be nice."

the two of you are eating lunch at mcdonald's, celebrating gojo's graduation from jujutsu tech.

he dips his plain fry in his sundae and puts it in front of your face. you eat it.

"eh, i'll be with normal people doing normal things. it won't be fun."

you take a bite out of your own teriyaki burger, chewing and swallowing before answering, "i mean, did you really have to choose religious culture as your bachelor? i know you're planning on teaching at the school afterward but that's not really like you."

he mindlessly plays with his oreo mcflurry, scooping some out but never putting it in his mouth. "what would you rather i take then?"

you snatch the spoon out from his hands and he protests with a hey! as you eat the dessert. "i don't know, environmental science or something? you've always been so passionate and concerned about global warming since elementary school."

gojo takes the plastic spoon out of your hand, grumbling how climate change is a serious problem and humans need to stop polluting the earth. he internally smiles as he remembers how he used to babble about the topic every time the both of you are on the car ride home even though it seemed like you didn't really listen. (now he knows you did).

"it's a little sad though," you start again, "we just got to high school together and now you would be leaving again."

he tilts his sunglasses down and waved his eyebrows at you teasingly, "oh? what's this? you don't wanna be away from me?"

you scoff, "as if. i've gotten sick of you after all these years. it's about time, right?" you proudly say, but there's a glint of sadness in your eyes gojo's all too familiar with. it's the same gleam he saw when he first asked whether you wanted to be a sorcerer, and it's the same gleam he saw when he had to leave you for middle school, high school, and now, college.

"hmm… i don't wanna be away from you though," he whispers.

you didn't hear what he said, so you leaned closer, "what?"

he looks at you dead in the eye, ocean orbs full of seriousness unlike anything you've seen before. you feel like he's staring straight into your soul.

"i wanna be with you. live with me."

"...is that an order?"

you flinch as you feel something cold touch your forehead. you glared at the man currently wearing a wide grin and standing in front of you as he hands you a bottled tea. "what's gotten you so quiet?" gojo asks.

you take the drink from him, uncapping its cap and taking a sip from it. "nothing~" you gleefully respond before turning back to the report on your laptop.

he narrows his eyes, still standing in front of your face. "you were thinking of me, weren't you?"

"don't flatter yourself, why would i?"

"because you missed your lovely boyfriend! what else?" he confidently exclaims before plopping down beside you on the couch and kissing your cheek.

scrunching your nose, you retort as you feel him place his chin on your shoulder, "you've been away for one minute."

"mhmm. so what were you thinking about?"

"i told you it's nothing."

you feel him pout. "aw come on! you can tell me anything! is it about that person from the business department hitting on you? i'll kick their ass!"

you rolled your eyes. "no. shoving your tongue down my throat right in front of them really helped." you feel your face heat up at the memory, still feeling sorry for the person that became your lover's object of hatred.

you hear him huff, his hot breath reaching your ear. "of course, had to show who you've belonged to for fourteen years."

that made you snap your attention to him, your face turning which caused him to move away. you raised your left eyebrow, "fourteen years? it's only been four years, you ass."

he condescendingly nods, "yep. four years since you confessed and fourteen years since you fell in love with me."

"more like four years since you got rejected after asking me to live with you and fourteen years since you fell in love with me at first sight."

he gives you a pout as you give him a smirk and continue talking, "so much so that you asked your elders for some way to be with me 24/7."

he lets out a dramatic sigh of defeat. he'll never really beat you on your banters, would he?

"alright, i lose. can i have my kisses now?"

you turn your head back to your laptop. "no, go away. you're disturbing me."

still pouting, he leans in and looks at what you've been so busy doing. "it's an essay about urban ecology, right? i can help you later, just give your baby his kisses now."

he didn't wait for you to respond as he forcefully closes the laptop on your lap. he heard you gasp and knew you were about to scold him when he suddenly teleported and pinned you onto your bed.

his hands immediately flew to your waist as he started tickling you while kissing you all over. you started laughing uncontrollably, as shouts of gojo satoru! reverberates over the room.

he continued assaulting your neck and face with his lips until you eventually started fighting back and tried to put your hands on his hips to do the same.

who would've thought? that the ability and job you considered as a curse (figuratively) fourteen years ago would lead you to the man who would become your master, friend, best friend, and eventually, the only man you would ever love. the only man who has loved you and owned your heart for as long as you could both remember.

Ps. Listen, I knew this would be longer than 1k, but I didn’t expect it would be surpass 3k words shgisohgosh I can’t believe this

Thank you so much for reading! Feedbacks and reblogs are highly appreciated! 😙😙

[ravenwitch45]

My little pony friendship is magic for the ask game

Oh fun! I don't think I have many posts about it despite having a Rarity pfp lol either way this will be fun, thank you for sending it in!

The First Character I Fell In Love with: Twilight, by far, I've always loved magic users and her personality drew me in as well, she's persistent and compassionate, and she can admit when she is wrong, even if it can take a while for her to get there. btw i never had a problem with her becoming an Alicorn, it felt pretty natural to me.

A Character I Never Expected to love as much as I do now: Starlight actually, She feels very relatable at times, she's kind but she's got a short temper too, plus her friendships with Sunburst, Trixie, and Thorax are just so cute.

The Character everyone else loves but I don't: I'm sorry but it's Discord. I don't hate him by any means, his relationship with Fluttershy is adorable and he has his good moments, but he just rubs me the wrong way sometimes, He will intentionally try to annoy Twilight if not everyone else and if not then he won't stop when he can tell it is bothering them. He also called Starlight power hungry and like... no. Again not hated, just not adored.

The Character I love but everyone else hates: Flurry Heart, though she is less of a character and more of a plot device because you know... she's an infant. I just love Twilight's dorky desire to be the "Best Aunt Ever!" and it's really fitting for her to be honest and while Cadance and Shining Armor certainly could always be written better mostly they make sense as parents. Also can we just take note that in season nine Flurry wasn't even afraid of Sombra, she was just surprised and then annoyed.

The Character I used to love but no longer: I'm bad with this one, I can't think of any character's where I stopped at least liking them, so yeah... pass.

The Character I would totally smooch: Starlight, Thorax or Sunburst. There just dorks and I love them all.

The Character I'd want to be like: Celestia oddly enough. For all the flacc she get's I think she is a good ruler and is willing to put herself in harms way for her people. She also is just great at helping people. She helped Twilight go from a isolated bookworm to someone who thrived off her friendships. She helped her again the best she could when Twilight was worried about what to do with Starlight and she gave Fluttershy confidence when she was panicking with just a few words! That I would love to be able to do, being able to help people with their problems with what I say.

The Character I'd slap: If I had to pick one then it would be Chrysalis even though I love her. Redemption was right there you idiot! But noooo you just HAD to throw a fit and scream about it and get petrified because your so fudging stubborn! God dang it Chrysalis!!!

A pairing that I love: I honestly love most ships the fandom came up with, but i'll pick one, I love Twirax (Twilight x Thorax) for the fact that it's just two dorks in love. But I also love just most ships both of them have so yeah, i'm not sure either

A pairing that I despise: Again it takes a lot for me to hate a ship, so none I really hate.

Thank you for sending this in! This was fun! Feel free to send in any more but I may not get to it today, I'm really tired sorry.

[atlasira]

hi i'm quite new to the lovelink/romance club games, which stories would u recommend pkaying first? is it anything similiar to choices/lovestruck?

hi!!! and yay! i’m glad you’re interested in the games!!

my response is under the cut bc i had a lot to say lol

okay so:

LOVELINK is probably the one that’s most different from Choices and Lovestruck.

it’s very similar to sites like tinder or etc. where it’s a texting and match based app. it focuses more heavily on romance, BUT the matches (the people you pair with that interest you) do have their own unique storylines.

fair warning tho: the gem options are insanely expensive. the highest i’ve seen for a gem choice in a conversation was like 320 gems, just for that one choice. regardless, the matches’ stories are interesting so i still recommend it, but warily lol. (also important to note that you are not the main character in the stories. your match is, you essentially are just their love interest who may get involved from time to time)

and also before i recommend you matches, another thing to know is that there’s a counterpart system. basically, each match has a counterpart/mirror, that has the exact same storyline, absolutely no changes in dialogue at all, except they just look different. it’s just so in case you find one match unattractive but are still interested in their story, you can just match with their counterpart and still be good.

there’s a trick tho bc if you match with someone and then realize you’d rather be with their counterpart, there is literally no going back. you can’t swap matches. so be careful with who you match with. fortunately the Lovelink subreddit got together and made a list of each match’s counterpart so we can know who’s the mirror of who.

some matches i recommend:

Austin Russo/Damien Jones (m)

Captain Muffin (a cat - just a fun cute storyline)

Vitoria Voznesensky/Sage Foster (f)

Hugo Hornsby/Marco Botazzi (m)(minor spoiler but in Marco’s profile picture, he’s the guy on the right and in Hugo’s pfp, he’s the guy on the left. im ONLY spoiling this super tiny thing bc i’ve seen several people that matched with them get upset bc they thought Hugo/Marco was the other guy and didn’t find their actual appearances attractive. i do tho! lol i love Hugo’s dimples)

Kayla Summers/Jasmin Medina (f)

Jamie Grant/Seth Evans (m)

Emmalyn Roberts/Angel Reed (f)

Keanu Hale/Blake Bailey (m)

ROMANCE CLUB out of the two is my preferred app. tbh it’s probably my favorite interactive games app overall.

it’s similar to Choices, even moreso than both Lovelink and Lovestruck are. you customize your mc, you’re the main character in each story, and unlike the different paths in Lovestruck, it’s also similar to Choices where your LIs are all part of one story, rather than each getting their own.

the diamond options are reasonable and what’s even greater is that, for the most part, they really are just for extra stuff!!! what i mean is, unlike some stories in Choices (cough endless summer cough) where you might need diamond choices to fully understand things, that’s absolutely NOT the case with RC. the free options make sure to never leave you in the dark. there’s several times where i’ve come across a plot point where my mc needed smthg explained and the diamond option was just if i wanted extra details and interesting art, but i was also given a free option that just went “sum it up for me/just tell me the important bits” and was still able to understand things just fine! and this absolutely applies to clothes too. it’s funny bc some of the free clothing options even look better than the diamond ones sometimes.

wait i can already tell i’m about to start rambling on how good RC is and i wanna stay somewhat neutral in this response lol. but just to quickly point out the pros and cons: RC is very plot focused. meaning, while the LIs are nice and good, for the most part, the writers put lots of emphasis on the storyline that’s going on, which is great bc it gets you really hooked into the books. a con tho is that their older/first stories are really uh..... hit or miss. the more recent ones are incredible, but the ones from way back when, when the app was first starting out are. well. let’s just say those tend to be my diamond mines lmao.

some personal favorite books i recommend are:

Rage of the Titans (modern day greek mythology story)

Shadows of Saintfour (supernatural horror)(and RC does horror really well, meaning the shit is actually genuinely scary, so like be prepared lol)

Love From Outer Space (sci fi, aliens come to earth)

Heaven’s Secret (afterlife angels & demons plot)

Dracula: A Love Story (dracula book thats... super fuckijg mysterious. there’s a lot going on but just know it’s supernatural/modern day/historical fiction with many other elements in there as well)**

Path of the Valkyrie (viking/norse mythology)****

On Thin Ice (ummm former ice skater/psychological... fiction? it’s hard to tell bc this is a VERY new story that RC just published but it’s really interesting so far)

Legend of the Willow (supernatural historical fiction)****

**** — for the books marked with this, i haven’t played them myself, but i’ve heard very good things. i specifically can’t play POTV bc i have *rachnophobia and one of the monsters freaks me out too bad. but if you can get through it then i really do recommend it.

** — D:ALS is amazing and is probably even my top favorite on RC. however, i personally think the LIs definitely have a hierarchy thing going on. it sometimes feels like the order of importance/focus for romance is the vampire character -> your human guy friend -> then your human wlw friend as dead last. and like, listen, i know Dracula’s name is in the title, so him getting the focus does make sense, but..... okay it’s kinda like a Liam in TRR situation (specifically not TRH that’s another can of worms). where the story and everything is happening because of Liam, so it feels like the story would make the most sense romancing him, but you can just ignore it and romance other people. it’s kinda like that. but don’t worry, unlike TRR there’s no default romance where youll have to like reject Dracula or anything. just that his romance is the most fleshed out.

and this is what i have to say about those apps!! i really do recommend them (especially Romance Club) and idk when you’re gonna start playing, but RC is having a Free Event right now that will expire in a day or so where every single diamond option in every single book is free! so that’s very cool and is a great chance for new players! regardless, i do recommend both apps and hope you have a fun time playing! :)