#PLEASE TAKE ME BACK I MISS THE KIDS
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Rarity is a lil freaky
#applejack is stunned#fellas is it gay to sniff your buff blonde country pony pal ?#I swear I have so many wholesome and cute ideas for them#but this is what comes out when I draw them#I canât control it guys the freaky rarity agenda is too strong#my art#fanart#mlp art#MY CONTRIBUTION TO THE MLP FANDOM#PLEASE TAKE ME BACK I MISS THE KIDS#AND THE DOG#mlp fim#mlp#my little pony friendship is magic#my little pony#rarijack#rarity#applejack
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edgar vargas and squee by johnen vasquez
scriabin by zarla-s
#sunny's art#vargas#edgar vargas#vargas zarla#scriabin vargas#zarla s#scriabin#doodles#YOU THOUGHT YOU'D SEEN THE LAST OF ME . . . . !!!!#well HELLO !!!! I'M BACK !!!!!!!!#got a new brush . what do you think of it do you like it#okay i want to ramble about these wait a second#the first one looks a bit different to the rest because i was just trying new stuff .#if i spend a long time without drawing i'll forget how to draw and well it happened#i've changed my art style like 3 times now but i still draw side profiles the same . looks weird ugh#the mug says â JESUS loves me BECAUSE no one else will â btw . meta gave me the idea actually . thanks meta .#about the second one . finished that one like ten minutes ago . missed drawing todd aw#i just find their whole relationship so amusing .#like yes i went crazy for like a month and now i have a brother-husband and a kid ?!#they complement each other so well though . i love them#THE UNO ONE omg i've had that idea for like A YEAR NOW and i just drew it lol#i wonder how long it would take scriabin to notice though .#when i showed this to meta she said : â oh wow !! edgar's finally winning at something !! â and it's SO TRUE#wonder how he does it !#and the last one . i got the idea when i was looking through zarla's account searching for fan art .#love it so much though they look like their lives aren't a living hell#anyways i'll probably make more of these . who knows#going back to school on monday . and of course i had to get inspiration four days before going back .#please PLEASE I DON'T WANT TO GET BACK TO SCHOOL . PL#okay byeee enjoy these . eat my starved followers . EAT !!!!!
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Something I really need Stranger Things fic writers to know is that no one in rural America was locking any doors in the eighties apart from the government and businesses. I remember when there was a big stink about "we gotta start locking our doors now how am I supposed to remember that every time I leave the house." People didn't lock the doors when they were home until at LEAST the mid-aughts, a lot of people STILL don't. "Oh we can't get into so-and-so's house/car because we don't have the keys!" You do not need the keys, just open the door. "I'm alarmed because I went over to so-and-so's house and their front door was unlocked so I instantly knew something was wrong." It would be much weirder if it was locked. If I showed up at my friend's house and the door was locked I would immediately assume something was wrong. If I lived in a town regularly invaded by monsters and patrolled by mobs of government agents/Russian spies/jocks with guns, I would assume my friend was currently being hunted.
#stranger things#pretty sure Will just walked into his house in the first episode#I know Mike did when he brought Eleven home#None of these doors are locked#Please stop including it as plot points because it takes me right out of the story and leaves me staring into space#Also while we're at it:#VHS tapes will not fit in Steve's back jeans pocket#That's not happening#And it is completely normal for the Wheelers to not know where their two oldest kids are#Parents in the eighties expected you to show up for breakfast and for dinner and that's it#Sometimes you bike to the other side of town to get up to trouble with your friends and that's just how it is#If you were inside they were concerned about your health#And no one was particularly stressed about being able to reach anyone because that was the usual state of things#Sorry for the rant#So many of you are too young to have known the carefree days of the height of serial killers lol#Kids rarely went missing and most people had only ever heard of murders and other serious crimes in the big city#No one in Hawkins is concerned except the people who have dealt with the monsters
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confession
i really just be making all this CC so @florwal will notice međđđ
#florwal come back to me#ill change i promise#our kids miss you and you havent spoke to them in days and the little one is starting to bite me can you please come deal with her shes#starting to take on your old habits
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Sometimes Iâll be having a good day and then Iâll remember that Wally is still dead in Young Justice and itâs been so many years since he died that if he came back nothing would ever be the same
#this makes me so sad#he really only got one season where he had good screen time#do you realize how much I would give to see a bunch more episodes of the og team going on missions before the time skip#I MISS SEASON ONE SO MUCH#TAKE ME BACK#PLEASE#young justice#yj#wally west#kid flash
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NO BECAUSE WHO THE FUCK WAS GOING TO TELL ME THAT SHUGO CHARA IS COMING BACK THIS SUMMER ?!?!?!?? AND THEYâRE TO BE AGED UP ???? OH MY GOD IM HEAVING AND WHEEZING HELP â
SHUGO CHARA STANS WAKE UP ITS TIME
#otp: good eggs#shugo chara#tadamu#shugo chara encore!#shugo chara 2024#I CANNOT BELIEVE I AM WRITING 2024 beside SHUGO CHARA are YOU KIDDING MEEEE ?!?!#no bc I am thriving IT WAS GOING TO COME NO MATTER WHAT BUT I AM SO LATE TO THIS#please peach-pit Iâm begging I NEED TADAMU FOR MY OVERALL HEALTH IM DYING W/O THEM#who TF CARES if itâs in a manga Iâm TAKING MY GOD DAMN KIDS AND BRINGING THEM HOME#TADASE AMU RIMA NAGIHIKO / NADESHIKO YAYA KUKAI UTAU COME HOME PLS#ALSO KAIRI MISS U BBY#god my inner child is HEALING#the way Iâm getting tadamu back is UNREAL TO ME RAAAAGGHHHSJSJSJSJKS#oh prepare for the most fire edit YALL have ever seen holy fuck#TADAMU STANS RISE
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Asks asks asks, you have a cloaking device, universal translator and a single use time machine. Ignoring bigotry and linguistic barriers, where and when in history would you live other than here and now?
Not to be boring but anywhere from 90âs to early 2000âs
#take me back to clear gameboys and consoles#gimme early video games and flip phones with CHARMS#i miss vhs tapes and ipods and everythingggggg#also the music from early 2000âs is like my favourite ever#and what I wouldnât GIVE to be a scene kid again PLEASE#i miss boxy clunky ass technology#and furbies#asks
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thereâs probably nothing i can say abt that blond kid that hasnât already been said and tbh i donât wanna say anything about him he already takes up more brain space than i anticipated so instead iâm just sitting here teeth gritted like yeah haha canât stand the sight of him. heâs a little too real w it. whatever tho weâre toughing it out!!!!!
#iâll edit bkg to whatever cunty little song i want but i draw the line at introspection#speaking of. spotify needs to stop putting homesick in my shuffle iâm trying to have a good day#yeah ik itâs been in my repeats for several months but thatâs bc it was my be weird abt the passage of time song#and now itâs been characterâd#my freezing breathâŠ.. frozen memoriesâŠ.. oh will you please take me homeâŠâŠ fuck off and die maybe#anyway yknow who i will talk abt? dabi#there is a light that never goes out is lov coded in my heart. him specifically tho listen#ok well him and shigaraki đ THEYâRE SO FUCKING YOUNG AND THEY NEVER LEFT THEIR CHILDHOODS BEHIND LIKE#all the crap with them as kids. their inner voices being them as kids their sense of self reverting back to when they were kids#shigaraki who remembers his friends and dabi who misses his family and toga who never stopped lovingâŠâŠ the light never goes outâŠâŠ.#GIVE THEM BACK I BEG OF YOUUU#tally txt
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love being mistaken for a teenage boy... makes me feel youthful sometimes..
#no you dont get it#I DONT WANNA GROW UP NO I DONT WANY TO BE AN ADULT ANYMORE PLEASE TAKE ME BACK#I MISS BEING A KID SO BAD#i want to be a little guy forever :(
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(saying this I forgot most of s3 anyway) I forgot how much 3x7 was such a turning point fuck. like they're not playing around with this final season
#this is a kids show please take me back đ#not draal. i knew it was coming but. not draal#also im pretty sure they're mixing anton's voice in with emile's for the screams/laughs that jim does etc which is great#emile is doing a great job tbh i think he was well cast but i will always miss anton
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IM GONNA GO RABID, MY GOOOOOOD
Dapple Doodle Page
Also Apple with glasses- because of that one playset lmao
#POOKIES#PLEASE GOD TAKE ALL OF THEIR SUFFERING AND GIVE IT TO MILTON GRIMM#WHEN DARLING UNDOOMS HER FROM THE NARRATIVE THE WEDDING BETTER BE BACK ON#APPLING PLEASE COME HOME THE KIDS(me) MISS YOU#I LOVE THEM SO MUCH#CRYING AND THROWING UP#ever after high#apple white#darling charming#appling#dappling
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PLEASE Spencer answering a work call in the middle of sex??? Super smutty
just wanna say that this is my first request and it makes me feel special so thank you !!! hopefully you like this <3
pairing: spencer reid x reader
warnings: 18+ nsfw smut, porn with small plot, afab reader, fingering, p in v sex, post prison spence, riding, doggy style, and missionary (yall were busy), spitting kink !!, spanking (once?), face slapping (iâm not sorry), slight oral (f receiving), lots of pet names (baby, angel, pretty girl), let me know if i missed anything !!
word count: 1.8k (got a little carried away)
also note to everyone- yâall absolutely devoured my spencer post the other day, a little less than 800 notes last i checked, and i just want to say i was very caught off guard and appreciate it so much !!
+ i apologize for the overuse of commas & very limited vocabulary,, i feel like i used the same 10 words smh
+ NOT PROOF READ !!
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âi was able to talk to the brass about getting the week off. the past few weeks have been tough and i think we all need a well deserved break.â
you were all gathered in the round table room for a meeting emily called. in the past two weeks, the team had been assigned three back to back cases; which meant three different unsubs, three different cities, and three different hotel rooms. you hadnât slept in your own bed in fifteen days, already feeling giddy at the thought of snuggling up in your bed, binge watching mindless reality tv, and fueling yourself with nothing but sweet treats.
matt was the first to speak, already standing up gathering his things from the table, âas much as i love you all iâm going to rush home to the wife and kids, i miss their little facesâ
you all followed suit, collecting all of your belongings and saying your goodbyes, all of you raving about your week off plans. you walked to your desk, grabbing your bag and keys. you walked towards the elevator, pressing the down button, watching it slowly fall from floor 10 to floor 9, before tapping your foot, slightly agitated about how long it seemed to be taking.
you heard footsteps heading your way, small taps on sneakers on the slick marble floor, before felt a slight nudge at your side âyou know, being mad at it wonât make it work any fasterâ
you chuckle looking up, making eye contact with spencer before giving him a small grin. âiâm just really ready to get home.â
the elevator doors open, spencer waved his hand up, allowing you to go first, before following you in and pressing the main lobby button. âyou in such a rush because you have a hot date to get to?â
you looked up at him and grinned, you felt spencerâs hand move to your back, rubbing the center in small circles with your thumb. you felt your face get hot and you allowed yourself to slightly lean into his touch. the elevator stopped at the lobby, a small chime signaling the doors opening, and you felt spencerâs hand fall back to his side before you both stepped out of the box.
you both made your way to the parking garage, spencer walking you to your car before he headed towards the station to take the subway. you got to your car, unlocking it and throwing your purse inside before looking up at him with a slight smirk âtext me when youâre on your wayâ
he shook his head and laughed as he gave you a small wave goodbye and headed towards the subway.
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it had only been three days since you were given the week off, enjoying the company of spencer in your bed two thirds of those nights. he texted you the same night as the encounter in the parking garage, eager to see you in a private setting.
âlook how pretty you look sitting on my cockâ
you were straddling him, your head thrown back with both hands on his shoulders as you tried to keep a quick pace. he had his hands pressed deep into your hips, helping you move in a fluid motion. you felt him hit your sweet spot every time you made your way down, letting out tiny whimpers at the feeling.
âi love when you use me like this, getting yourself off like a good girlâ
you couldnât hold in the loud moan you had been holding, feeling your stomach flutter at his words. you felt a slight burning in your thighs and you knew spencerâs shoulders held tiny crescent shapes from how tight your grip had become. you felt one of spencerâs hands move to your clit, rubbing small circles on the bundle of nerves.
he grabbed your chin, making you look him in the eyes. you looked at him and grinned, fucked out and eager before you felt a sudden surge against your cheek before he let his hand rest there, rubbing his thumb to ease the pain.
âyou gonna cum for me angel?â
âfuck- yes spence, iâm so- so closeâ you couldnât even hear the words coming out of your mouth, your heartbeat beating so loud your hearing going out.
you moved your head down pushing your forehead to spencerâs with your eyes tight.
âcum for me baby, wanna feel you tighten around my cock.â
you felt that tight feeling in your stomach, the mix of his skilled fingers and his thick cock rubbing against your walls caused your breath to stop in your throat, your release making you see stars. you stopped your movement, breathing heavily as you leaned down into spencer. you felt soft kisses on your head and face, peppering you all over.
âdid so good for me baby, love watching you use meâ
you smiled against his neck, starting to do your own kissing. you felt his breath hitch when you found the sweet spot behind his ear, the small mole behind it always guiding you to the exact spot. you took your time, sucking and biting at the spot, grinding your hips, ready to keep going.
spencer gave your thigh a quick tap, before telling you to bend over. you were quick to roll over, propping yourself up on your hands and knees before slowly wiggling yourself back and forth to him.
you felt a sharp pain on your ass, a slight stinging feeling before you felt a tight grip run through your hair. you felt your body being pulled tightly to his, his chest flushed against your back. he moved one of his hands to your chest, a his fingers glazing your nipple, his other moving to your neck, pushing his thumb and middle finger to just the right spot to apply pressure.
âi let you use me, now itâs my turn to use you angelâ spencer had leaned down to your ear, kissing your jaw before pushing you back down onto the bed.
spencer leaned down slightly, gripping your ass with both hands before spreading them. he let a trail of spit fall to your eager hole, before he rubbed it onto your pussy, giving your clit extra attention.
you moaned and pushed back into his touch before you felt him enter you quick and unforgiving, your ass jiggling with every move of his hips.
âfuck- so fucking deepâ you arched your back, begging your body to somehow take him deeper. you felt his firm calloused hands rub against your back before settling into a position on your hips, his thumbs pressing small bruises into your skin.
âtaking me so fuck-â
spencerâs voice was cut off by his phone ringing, vibrating on the nightstand beside you, and you felt his hips slow down, letting out a soft sigh as he was considering stopping completely.
you felt him hesitate but needed him to keep going, pushing your hips back into his trying to keep both of your focus.
âspence, please donât stopâ your voice still unsteady, âjust ignore itâ
spencer pulled out of you, and you let out a whine as the loss of contact. you rolled yourself over, making yourself comfortable on the pillows expecting him to walk away to return the call.
instead he leaned back over you and pulled you into a deep kiss, holding your face in both hands. your lips parting slightly when you felt his tongue lick your bottom lip, allowing your tongues to meet.
spencer grabbed his dick, rubbing over your clit before he lined himself up with you, gasping when he pushed himself in.
âyouâre so fucking perfect angelâ
he pulled away, lifting your legs up to your shoulders and latching his hands to your thighs. he found himself moving slow and deep, like he was trying to memorize the way you felt around him.
you moved your hands to play with your nipples, rolling the hard buds between your finger tips. he bent down, pushing his weight into you, almost like he was folding you. he pooled spit into his mouth before he let it go to your clit, moving his hand to the bundle of nerves.
âwant you to cum again for me pretty girl, want one more before i fill you upâ
you let out a moan, sighing before you went to speak âgonna fill me-â
you were cut off by the phone ringing again, the buzzing sound making you forget your thoughts. spencer dropped your thighs and leaned over before giving you a quick kiss before he reached over to grab phone.
âspencer do not answer thatâ
he moved his finger to his lips, making a shushing motion âitâs emilyâ
you rolled your eyes, ready to kick him out and finish yourself off before heading to bed when you felt him move again. he moved his hand to cover your mouth before answering the phone.
âdoctor reidâ
you felt yourself get wetter, the sound of your slick filling the room, your moan mumbled behind his hand. spencerâs motion was relentless, his pace quick and brutal, jabbing your sweet spot with every push.
âi thought we were getting the week offâ
your leg was lifted up, making the angle even deeper and you felt your eyes roll back, out of pleasure or annoyance you couldnât tell. there was no way you were getting called in.
âi can get a hold of her for you, i remember her mentioning something about having a date this weekâ
you grinned, giggling behind his hand before spencer moved the phone to hold it on his shoulder, letting his now free hand to move back down. he never took his eyes off you, holding a shit eating grin as he felt you squeezing him tighter, squirming at how close you were. you furrowed your brows and pinched your eyes shut.
âiâll be there in an hourâ
you heard the phone beep, signaling the call was disconnected. spencer moved his hand away from your mouth down to your neck, cursing as he heard you gasp.
âdid so good for me pretty girlâ
his hips stopped deep inside you as you felt his cock twitch, filling you up. he groaned as he felt you cumming again, keeping his thumb in place to help your orgasm finish and you let a loud moan out in response. spencer gave you a long kiss, nipping at your bottom lip before he trailed his lips down your neck. he pulled himself out of you, grinning at the soft sigh you let out. he kept his lips on your body, trailing them down your stomach before reaching your thighs and nipping at the sensitive skin.
he moved his tongue and licked a long strip up your pussy, sucking on your clit before pulling up to look at you, shit eating grin on his face. âweâve got roughly 30 minutes, thatâs enough time for me to help you clean up, right angel?â
#nev writes#prison spencer reid#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid smut#spencer reid#criminal minds smut#criminal minds x reader#criminal minds
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i know your name â



{gojo satoru x f!reader}
summary: gojo satoru was practically everyoneâs god as his shiny charming reputation has followed him ever since high school and through collegeâ his band he had with his best friend suguru packing the local college pub every night just to see him sing and play the bass. unbeknownst to you, satoru has been keeping an eye on you, and when you officially meet him right before one of his shows, satoru just about falls to his knees over you.
warnings: MDNI. college au, CAR SMUT be patient!!, fingering, squirting, a bit of oral hehe, cursing, angst, FLUFFF, FILTHY DIRTY TALK, a sprinkle of degradation, tinyyy mentions of alcohol and drinking, gojo is obsessed with reader, afab!reader, jealousy.
word count: 8.8k
authors note: oh my goodness this one took me a FAT MINUTE but itâs SO SO CUTE and i hope you all think so too!! thank you thank you for all of your notes on my works!! MWAHH.
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âplease come with me to the alley, i donât think i can handle one moron and an even bigger moron by myself.â
shoko shimmied her jacket onto her shoulders, a disgruntled and pleading look on her face as she turned to face you. âtheyâre only playing a few songs, and you donât have to drink!â
you laughed softly. âwhoâs they?â
âsuguru and satoru, theyâre playing at the alley.â
âgojo satoru?â
the cogs in your brain spun as you gnawed at the inside of your cheek, a bit apprehensive. the alley was the place everyone went to at your college to get drunk and laid, and it also happened to be the place where the two boys played their band almost every nightâ satoru mainly having connections with the owner of the bar to even allow a bunch of college kids to trash the place to begin with.
you didnât necessarily know satoru, but in your years of observing him back in high school, you knew he was viewed by anyone and everyone as a god, his reputation shiny and impressive as he had the greatest charisma and charm you had ever seen.
you remember back to when basically every other day he was getting confessed to in the halls or in classâ or after school⊠or literally anywhere now that you thought about it.
but satoru has never been prideful or rude, even though it was something that was supposed to be written for him being the most popular guyâ but he just simply didnât follow it.
satoru was kind. really kind. and even though he got millions of confessions per year, he treated each rejection with gentleness and respect, never turning a cold eye to anyone as he apologized profusely and tried to help them feel better.
he always volunteered to do your class banners and plan your schoolâs activities, festivals, and field trips so nobody else had the burden of missing out on the fun. he always helped out the gardener after school and watered the plants with them (soon after practically taking over the entire shift for free and telling them to relax on a bench), tutored his friends and peers when they asked him for help, and made anyone that felt left out feel included.
thatâs why he was so popular. gojo satoru was a ray of sunshine with bright blue eyes and white ruffly hair, with a gorgeous face that you never saw without a smileâ loud and obnoxious and a little clumsy, but kind.
âi still donât know why they started a band.. but they get pretty big tips every night so i guess thatâs why,â shoko muttered, sipping the last of her iced tea as she got up from her seatâ the cafe you were both sitting in quiet and warm as you copied her actions and stood. âor could be because satoru likes the attention.â
you werenât close with suguru or satoru like shoko was, and youâve never even properly met them either, but you always listened to her whenever sheâd complain and understood her completely nonetheless.
you laughed at her last comment and smiled. âiâll go⊠but i can only stay for two songs! i have class at seven am tomorrow.â
she smiled wide and threw her arms around you, âthank you thank you thank you!â
youâve never actually been to the alley before, only having heard about it through the grapevine and from your other classmates that went, parties and concerts and drinking never really on the schedule for you. you honestly loved parties and concerts, and you loved the idea of hanging out with people and doing whatever your hearts desired until the sun came up.
but ever since you started college, your high school group kind of disappeared, and now you only really have one true best friend that you preferred over anything else, that being shoko. your nights are usually always calm and filled with studying or self care, your little life quiet and independent as you navigated through the days on your own.
and although you were a bit lonely at times, yearning for another soul to share your nights with, you learned to enjoy your own company.
the alley was a couple of blocks down from the cafe you and shoko were originally at, your ears already picking up on the vibrations of guitars and drums from outside as she approached the bouncer at the front, not even being able to get a word in before the big man was already telling her no.
âno?!â shoko dug into her purse and pulled out her phone. âi was literally here last week, iâm friends with the band thatâs playing.â
âsorry weâre at max capacityââ
âitâs okay, they both can come in. theyâre on stage with us.â
your eyes snapped to the door and you recognized geto suguru, his long jet black hair cascading down to his shoulders as he sported an all black outfitâ politely smiling at the bouncer.
the man moved to the side and ushered us in, shokoâs shoulders dropping in relief as you both walked in and over to a table by the stage. âthank you suguru.â
he nodded. âif i donât, satoru will throw another fit again and say you donât love him if you donât show up.â
shoko rolled her eyes and looked at you, her lips pressed into a thin line. âyou see what i mean?â
âshoko!â a loud, booming and enthusiastic voice rang through the pub as you turned, spotting none other than satoru with his long arms open, more or less throwing himself on her. âyou came!â
âyou threatened meââ
âi did no such thing!â he sprung back. âare you not here out of the goodness of your heart? to support your two best boys living their dreams?â
âno.â
âshokooo!â he whined and you giggled, which caused him to snap his head in your direction, finally noticing your presence.
her.
âoh! hello,â he smiled kindly to you and extended his hand. âiâm satoru, and you are?â
ây/n!â you grinned sweetly and politely to him, taking his cold hand in yours and shaking it.
âare you a friend of shokoâs?â
you nodded.
he cocked his head to the side, âhow come iâve never seen you around?â
âoh i donât go out too often, thatâs probably why,â you laughed lightly, a little embarrassed by your answer.
he beamed anyways, his smile so big and brilliant that you were starting to see for yourself exactly why everyone loved him so much, not that you didnât already know the reason behind it in the first place.
âme neither!â
satoru was still holding your hand.
âyes you do!â shoko scoffed. âyouâre barely ever at your apartment and i always have to be your designated driverââ
he gawked, glaring at her. âthatâs not true! i was home yesterday!â
âbecause you were hungover.â suguru mumbled.
you laughed again, and satoru turned back to face you, a grin on his face.
just then, a rather large group of guys started making their way towards your area, all beckoning and calling for satoru while holding up several shot glasses, his head snapping towards their direction and flashing a dazzling smile.
âsatoru come!â
âsatoru take some with us!â
he gently let go of your hand and raised his, waving high as he readjusted his black round sunglasses up the bridge of his nose, âgive me a second! iâll be over!â
satoru turned back to you, resuming the conversation.
âsorry, she lies. she likes to lie. iâm glad i didnât go to high school with her.â
âyes we didâ iâm going over to your followers and stealing a shot, goodbye.â shoko grumbled, throwing her purse on the table and walking away, dragging suguru along with her.
âwe actually um..â you shifted your weight from one foot to the other. âwe went to high school together.â
âoh i know.â
your eyebrows pinched together.
he knows?
âyou used to water the garden on days i couldnât afterschool, right?â
your eyes widened a little.
âoh! and you used to fix the class banners whenever i didnât notice my fuck up, which was always.â he patted the top of your head and laughed, âthank you for that by the way.â
âyou knew?â you murmured, a rosy tint to your cheeks.
âduh,â his eyes softened. âiâm sorry i never thanked you properly then.â
you shook your head dumbly, a little spaced out as you took in what he said. âno itâs okay.â
your eyes then fell to the instruments and band set up behind him, suddenly remembering that he was performing tonight.
âso what do you guys play?â you spoke up gently, hands wringing behind your back. âdo you play original songs? or covers?â
âcovers! 80âs covers.â he explained excitedly. âsuguru and i switch off singing. i play the bass and he plays the guitar, and we have a couple of extra friends in the back playing the drums and keyboard.â
your eyes sparkled as you watched the stage set up process, black chords scattered everywhere on the ground in disarray as several individuals on the platform tuned their instruments or plucked out a few notes.
â80âs?â you perked up. âwhat kind of 80âs?â
âwhat kind?â
âyeah! morissey? the cure? new orderââ
satoru was awestruck, mouth slightly parted. âyou know who they are?â
you quickly nodded, a cute smile on your face.
âyou like the cure?â he asked quietly.
âi love the cure.â
satoru practically had hearts in his eyes as he beamed down at you with a stupid face, his heart a little frazzled with a familiar feeling sparkling in his chest.
âsatoru!â
he snapped out of his trance and spun around, suguru on stage beckoning him over. âsorry, we have to start.â
âokay!â he walked backwards as he quickly faced you again and smiled, a little frantic. âiâll talk to you after we play! iâm gonna quiz you on it so pay attention!â
you laughed, your hand covering your mouth a bit as you nodded. âis it counting towards my grade? or is it extra credit?â
âextra credit if you go on a date with me after the show!â
you stopped.
âshe canât! moron,â shoko suddenly appeared beside you and threw an arm around your shoulder. âsheâs only staying for two songs!â
gojoâs jaw dropped slack, his shoulders slumping as he got up on stage, arms out. âtwo?!â
you grimaced, an apologetic look on your face and kind of feeling like a lame grandma as you nodded, âi have class at seven am tomorrow!â
before he could even respond, satoru got pulled by tech crew to test out his microphone, and you and shoko gradually settled yourselves on the high bar stool chairs at your table.
âodd,â she muttered with a funny look on her face.
âhm? what is?â your eyes switched to hers.
âsatoruâs never asked a girl out before.â
your eyes bulged open. ânever?â
ânever.â shoko sipped a little at her beer and gave you a comforting smile. âiâve always seen girls try it with him and ask him out or simply just follow him around like a lost dog, but heâs never gone after anyone.â
you watched a little smirk spread across her face, and your hands grew a tiny bit sweaty as you swallowed thickly.
âif youâre interested in him, thereâs a line. but i think you have a head start.â
the music startedâ suguru introducing himself, satoru, and the band calm and pleasantly before they began playing their first song. it was loud and rhythmic, vibrations murmuring through the floor as your glass of water shook on the table with every note.
they werenât bad at allâ they were actually pretty good, really good, and you found yourself not really wanting to admit it since it seemed like satoru was good at a million different things regardless of category or genre.
âdo they have a name for their band?!â you yelled over the music, leaning your frame a little closer to her without taking your eyes off of the stage.
shoko snorted, âthe strongest monkeys.â
you threw your head back and laughed loudly, looking at her incredulously. âreally?!â
as he performed on stage, satoru noticed you laugh and he smiled against the microphone, a vision he connected back to high school, and for reasons he couldnât explain, he was internally a little unsteady as your pretty eyes watched him play and singâ feeling embarrassed whenever he would trip over a chord clumsily like he seemed to do at every freaking show, but feeling better seeing as it made you giggle.
by the end of their second song, you showed shoko the time on your phone and tried to stand as discretely as possible in attempts at not disturbing anyone around you, grabbing your purse from the arm of your chair and swinging it over your shoulder.
but when you looked up, satoru was already looking at you as suguru spoke through the microphone, his eyes wide and pleading as he held up his index finger.
âone more song!â he mouthed. âplease.â
you gnawed at your bottom lip anxiously, your eyes darting around the pub and back to the time on your phone before they landed again on satoru.
âstay.â he mouthed again.
and for reasons you couldnât explain, your body pulled you back down on the stool and you satâ shoko quirking an eyebrow at you in confusion.
satoruâs face broke out into the brightest smile, a smile equivalent to the blinding rays of the sun as he pushed up his round sunglasses and gave you a cute thumbs up.
âthank you.â
and your heart stuttered.
you eventually decided to stay for the rest of the show, seeing as it was already late as fuck anywaysâ and they played few more songs then, a mix of well known 80âs songs as well as a few underrated ones, your head nodding gently to the beat and swaying your little shoulders. in the midst of it, satoru had been watching and glancing in your direction so many times throughout the show, that he subconsciously started mimicking your little shoulder sway on stage as he performed.
college girls screamed practically every five minutes when the boys did anything, some even going as far as running up the platform and reaching up for satoruâs hands or ankles as he played, him smiling bright at each and every one of them with shoko shaking her head in disappointmentâ her forehead falling to the palm of her hand as you laughed.
ironically by the end of it, the band closed with the cure, and as the crowd dispersed and several took their leave from the alleyâ some shouting words of praise at the boys, you and shoko stood and walked over to the stage. satoru in a heartbeat noticed you coming over and hooked his mic quickly back on the mic stand, tossing the strap of his bass over his shoulders and setting it down before hopping off stage.
âdid you like it?â he panted hopefully, trying to catch his breath as his forehead glistened with sweat, his hands on his hips.
you smiled gently. âi did! good job, you both played really great songs.â
suguru gave you a small smile in gratitude from the platform as he unplugged and untangled a few chordsâ and satoru beamed, nodding. âiâm glad! okay, here comes your quiz!â
âoh god.â
âwe played the cure at the endâŠâ satoru dragged out.
âmhmâŠâ
âwhat song?â he tilted his head to the side, and your cheeks went pink as you grinned.
âpictures of you,â you replied softly. âitâs my favorite one.â
satoruâs forehead fell to rest against your shoulder, and your eyes widened in surprise.
âi would expect nothing less from you, y/n.â
you hummed out a laugh, and his heart did a tiny somersault at the sound before he picked his head back up and looked at you softly.
âthank you for staying.â
shoko bounded over to you then and looped her arm through yours. âready to go?â
you nodded quickly before smiling sweetly at satoru. âiâll see you around! thank you forââ
âwait!â he shot his arms out frantically with wide eyes. âwhat about our date?â
you froze. âour date?â
âunless you want the quiz to count towards your gradeâŠâ he mumbled lowly, eyes darting on everything and everywhere except you with pinky cheeks.
âi didnât think you were being serious about that..â you spoke gently.
his eyebrows furrowed. âwhy not?â
âbecause youâre gojo satoru,â shoko butt in.
you quickly flicked her foreheadâ your lips pressed into a thin line, earning a little laugh from satoru as you turned your head to look at him again.
âi have an early class tomorrow⊠ill see you around though, okay?â
without thinking, satoru reached over and placed a hand on your shoulder, gently turning you to face him.
âlet me take you to class.â
shoko and suguru exchanged a look and your lips parted, eyebrows pinching together.
âwhat?â
âiâll take you to class in the morning,â he looked desperate. âand i wonât count the quiz towards your grade.â
you were skeptical, very skeptical, unsure of what satoru wanted from you in this situation. you had just met him, properly at least, and though you knew he was a good person, you werenât sure if that was still relevant in the field of picking up girls.
you looked to shoko, who shrugged, and your eyes landed back to satoruâs pleading oneâs, your entire body and soul hesitating.
âiââ you gnawed at your bottom lip, a nervous habit as you took in the way he looked like a sad little puppy the longer you took to respond, your heart not having the ability to ever say no to anyone, ever. not even him.
âokay.â
his shoulders relaxed, and he let out a puff of relieved air as he gave you the biggest smile, nodding hopefully.
âokay! hâhere-â he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out his phone. âif i couldâ if i could have your number? and iâll text you when im on my way and stuffâŠâ
you shakily took satoruâs phone, the screen already opened up to the âadd contactâ feature as you typed in your number before passing it back to him.
âthank you!â he beamed. âiâll see you tomorrow then?â
he was so excited, and you really didnât know why, but you couldnât help but give him a sweet smile of yours in return, nodding.
âsee you.â
when you finally arrived home that night, it didnât take satoru even ten minutes after that to text you.
(unknown): i have good news for you miss y/n
you stared at your phone, your heart jumping a bit as you typed back a response.
(you): and i have bad news for you satoru
(satoru): WHAT
(satoru): ok wait me first
(satoru): congrats you passed my class!! that quiz bumped up your grade from 0% to 100% ur so smart
(satoru): but if your bad news is you rejecting me iâm FAILING you
(you): HAHAHAHA
(you): silly silly
(you): my bad news was that i always have banana milk on my way to school in the mornings and unfortunately i donât have any extra for you :(
(you): i ran out ;(
within the two minutes that it took for you to respond with your declared bad news, satoru was absolutely shitting it, wholeheartedly believing you were going to reject him and leave him to dramatically rot away all alone.
he replied quickly, a goofy smile on his face.
(satoru): thatâs literally the only reason why i asked you out :(
(you): and how do you know i have banana milk in the mornings before school?
(satoru): OH
(satoru): SO ABOUT TOMORROW
you giggled, wiping the last of your makeup off and turning off your vanity light before jumping into bed, snuggling into your covers as the cool air softly touched your face from your open window.
(you): *address*
(you): pick me up at 6:30 please, if thatâs okay :)
(satoru): iâll pick you up at six miss y/n
(you): SIX WHY
(satoru): for a breakfast date silly!! okay goodnight xoxo
you hadnât even realized the huge stupid smile on your face until your rosy cheeks started to ache.
(you): HAHAHA
(you): goodnight <3
a heart?!
satoru stuffed his face into his pillow, feeling like little love birdies were flying around his head and pecking at his hair.
the following morning, you ran your fingers through your hair and probably fixed your outfit a million trillion times before you were satisfied, a huge lump in your throat as you gnawed so much at your bottom lip that it drew blood.
you were nervous, but why? you didnât know why. maybe because it was gojo satoru picking you up. maybe it was the fact that you hadnât had a guy try to hit on you in what felt like a decade, the last time really being the last day of high school when you randomly found a note in your locker, the words literally illegible.
maybe it was the fact that satoru was the most handsome man you have ever seen.
but so was he to everybody else.
(satoru): iâm outside! :]
you wiped your clammy hands on your legs and stood, hiking your school bag further up your shoulder before walking down the stairs and out the door, seeing satoru seated in his car in your driveway.
you timidly opened the door to the passenger side and stepped in.
âhi!â he greeted cheerfully and proceeded to place his hand on the back of your headrest as he backed out, looking through his rear view mirror.
âhi!â you said gently. âyouâre not tired?â
ânuh uh,â he smiled at you. âi had three energy drinks before i got you.â
your head instantly whipped in his direction. âsatoruâ three?!â
he giggled at your reaction, the sides of his blue eyes crinkling as he patted your head. âdonât worry silly, iâve had maybe five at a time beforeââ
âfive?!â
you slumped against the passenger seat and closed your eyes. âsatoru, youâre gonna develop heart problems if you keep this up.â
ânah,â he reached into the backseat, his eyes still on the road. âiâm the strongest.â
and you snorted then, watching him retrieve two small bottles of juice from the back without taking his eyes off of the road.
âi got us orange juiceâ wait do you like orange juice? oh fuck maybeââ
you giggled and waved him off, taking both bottles from his hands. âitâs okay! i do like orange juice, thank you.â you settled them on your lap neatly. âiâll hold them while you drive.â
âaww thanks sweets,â he murmured affectionately, and your face instantly went warm to the touch.
âi also got us breakfast bagels so we can sit and people watch before your classââ his eyes snapped to yours. âifâ if thatâs okay.â
your heart skipped a beat at his planning, nodding as you reached into your school bag and pulled out a little yellow carton, holding it out for him as he drove.
satoru tore his gaze away from the road momentarily and looked, his eyebrows furrowing.
âyour daily morning banana milk?â
you smiled softly, nudging it towards him. âfor you.â
he physically melted as he looked at your sweet sweet face and back towards the road.
âyouâre giving up your banana milkâ for me?â
you tore off the straw from the back of the milk box, sticking it through the little opening and offering it to him again.
âyup yup.â
he bit his lower lip as he gratefully took the milk box from you, giddy and flustered on the inside as he took tiny sips.
âan absolute delicacy, thank you miss y/n.â
before you even realized it, satoru was already pulling in to the campus parking lot, shifting his gear into park and turning off the ignition before opening his door.
âdonât move!â he sputtered suddenly. âdonât touch that door hold onââ
he slammed his door shut and you watched quizzically as he ran across the front of the car and opened the door for you, flashing an award winning smile that could shatter the earth if he wanted to.
you still couldnât piece together why he was doing so much for you or why he was interested in the first place, but as you watched him set up the breakfast bagels cutely as you both sat on the bench, him carefully handing you yours along with your orange juice, you didnât really have the heart to ask him why.
maybe it was the more selfish side of you, the one that always longed to share little moments like this with another being, the one that always spent her days alone watching movies or doing little crafts in her room to keep the time going, a bittersweet feeling in your chest every time you saw your classmates or casual friends post about their parties or outings.
you hadnât realized that you didnât respond to whatever satoru had said, and you snapped out of it.
âfuckâ iâm sorry satoru, i spaced out.â you laughed softly. âwhat were you saying?â
he stared at you, his eyes examining your face. âwhatâs wrong?â
âhuh?â
âwhat were you thinking about?â
âit wasâ it was nothing,â you took a sip of your orange juice. âi forgot.â
satoru shoved his face close to yours, your breath hitching and your cheeks growing pink as you watched his eyes scan every part of you, his expression concerned.
âsomethingâs bothering you,â he hummed. âam i being too forward? iâmâ iâm sorry sometimes i donât even realizeââ
âno!â you shot your arms out frantically and placed them on his shoulders, âno, itâs not that, youâre okay satoru. everything youâve done has been really nice, so thank you.â
your voice was so sweet as you spoke to him, and even though it made him feel better to some degree, he still couldnât shake the empty and sad look he saw on your face when you were spaced out.
he slowly retreated back and hesitantly nodded as you placed your hands back on your lap, your fingers then tearing a piece from your breakfast bagel and plopping it into your mouth.
âdid you ever findâŠâ he spoke in between bites. âa note in your locker the last day of high school?â
your eyebrows furrowed, taken aback. âhow do you know about that?â
he swallowed, a sheepish look on his face. âthat was me. i put that note in.â
your eyes widened as your body completely froze over, putting your bagel downâ the wrapper crinkling underneath as you did so.
âreally?â
satoru nodded, his flushed cheeks prominent on his pale skin as he suddenly found his bagel super interesting to look at.
âwhat did it say?â
he looked at you baffled. âwhat did it say? what do you mean?â
you giggled then, your hand covering your mouth as you leaned forward a little bit. âi couldâ i could barely read it. the handwriting-â
âoh my fucking god!â satoru threw his arms up in despair. âthat explains so much. i was so sad i straight up thought you hated me.â
you stopped. âwhat do you mean?â
âi wrote my name and how i thought you were really pretty, and then i wrote my number at the bottom.â he dropped his shaking head in his hands, laughing. âbut i wrote it really fast because i saw you coming so i just stuffed it in there.â
he slumped over his legs on the bench, his elbows on his knees as he moaned.
âyou think iâm pretty?â you asked softly.
he turned his head to the side as he was hunched over, sunglasses slipping down the bridge of his nose as he smiled gently. âvery.â
gojo satoru thought you were pretty.
you smiled cutely at him, reaching out and pushing his sunglasses back up his eyes, yours warm and endearing. âsilly.â
you leaned back on the bench and giggled. âto be fair satoru, even if i was able to read your note, i probably wouldâve thought it was a prank.â
âa prank? why?â his shoulders deflated, an unamused look on his face. âbecause iâm âgojo satoruâ like shoko saidââ
âno,â you pushed. âbecause youâre a good person. you always go above and beyond for others and iâve seen that as long as iâve known you.â
you crossed a leg over the other and smiled softly. âand because of that iâm really not sure why you like me satoru, i havenât really done anything special butââ
âwhat you just said is a crime. the way you think about me is the way i think about you.â he cut in, eyes serious. âyou think you donât do anything special? i literally watched you all through high school bend over backwards for people, for me, like i did,â he sighed through his nose. âbut your intentions were genuine and pure, mine were not.â
he finished the last of his bagel and crumpled up the wrapper into a ball, tossing it in the trash can next to him as he leaned back.
satoru swallowed. âi feel like if i donât do the things that i do for people, ill end up disappointing everyone i know. i feel like everyoneâs built this image of me that i donât even know where the fuck it came fromââ he shook his head. âbut i donât want to tarnish that. i donât want to let people down. so i just let them ask me for stuff. i donât even like going out that much either, believe it or not. i just go when they call.â
he crossed his arms. âwhenever people do do something in return for me, itâs like iâm forever in their debt and theyâre always expecting something from me back.â
your sad eyes softened, the confession in front of you a reaction from him you realized mustâve been buried deep deep down his chestâ without any prior chance of resurfacing until this very moment.
you never thought about his situation this way. you wouldâve never thought that satoru couldâve felt like this about his own reputation, something you guiltily believed was a thing he was absolutely floored over.
âyou never expected anything back from me though,â he murmured. âyou fixed my fucked up banners and switched around reservations when i absentmindedly chose the wrong thing for our school field trips, and you never said a word about it to me or anyone, and you didnât expect anything back.â
he finally turned his bright blue eyes in your direction, and looked at you so deeply, so sincerely, that your mind went completely blank.
âthatâs why i like you,â satoru bashfully scratched his cheek. âyou do special things everyday andâ and i was moved.â
there was a moment of silence, satoru staring at the ground as you stared at him, a delicate and insecure side of him unfolding before you that you donât think anyone has ever seen, and you intended to keep it that wayâ wanting this special moment selfishly just for you.
you slowly leaned forward then as you made him look at you.
âits natural for you to be upset and think indifferently about people walking all over you, toru. it doesnât mean youâre not genuine or pure.â
raising your arm, you poked his pink cheek gently and gave him a little comforting smile. âit actually only further solidifies to me how much of a good person you are. because even though people take advantage of your kindness, you help them with what they need regardless, and do way more.â
his eyes softened.
âat the end of the day, even though it makes you a little mad, you want to help people, because if you didnât, you simply wouldnât do it.â
you nudged his shoulder playfully with yours, âbut not anymore, okay? from now on when people are blatantly taking advantage of how nice you are, you have to draw a line they canât cross.â
he smiled wide.
âiâd let you cross it.â
âno not even me,â you shook your head. ânot thatâd iâd ever anyways.â
he looked at you, and then unexpectedly, satoru slowly leaned in and pressed a delicate, soft kiss to your cheekâ his lips lingering there greedily for a few seconds more before pulling away, your shocked bright pink cheeks making him burst out laughing.
you missed class without even realizing, but you didnât have an ounce of care in your body, seeing as satoru was worth more than anything from that point on.
since then you both hung out a lot more, and you still had your little quiet nights of self care, arts and crafts, and moviesâ except now, satoru was present in every activity.
satoru longed for your lifestyle, and you longed for hisâ so the act of watching movies together until two in the morning, making horrific origami bird shapes that never looked like the pictures in the instruction manual and laughing, sorting through his 80âs cd collection in his apartment while he sampled a few for you on his bass, and singing the cure so loud through his car sunroof while he drove you aimlessly at night with a strong grip on your thigh, were all a perfect blend of exactly what you both needed most.
it was several months of spending every waking moment together that you soon eventually became a little thing with satoru. there wasnât an official label, and you guys hadnât even kissed, but the longer than normal embraces, kisses on each others cheeks, and intertwined fingers everywhere you went was an obvious sign that something was there.
you picked up on how people looked at you more often rather quickly ever since satoru started bringing you around his circle, wondering how you came out of nowhere and captured his attention when thousands had tried for years.
and though most welcomed you with open arms and kind smiles, the majority of his girl fan base was bitter.
shoko often told you to just shake it off and not pay any mind to it, saying that it was a bunch of mean girls with nothing better to do, but it got a little harder once a pretty black haired girl named lina started grabbing satoru for conversations almost every night at the alley.
and today was no different.
âhi sweets!â satoru greeted you enthusiastically, pressing a wet kiss to your cheek as you arrived early to the pub to help him and suguru set up for tonightâs show. âyou look very pretty today.â
âthank you!â you smiled wide and leaned up on your tippy toes, your body automatically pulling your lips to his until you quickly steered them to the corner of his mouth, pecking lightly before settling back down on the soles of your feet.
that wasnât the first time you had almost accidentally kissed him, but it wasnât just you, as satoru slipped up almost every second of every day when you both were togetherâ the thought making you laugh internally as you followed him to the stage.
âdonât help out this timeââ he pleaded gently with you as he took a high barstool chair for you and dragged it closer to the stage. âi want you to just sit and be pretty.â
you tilted your head to the side. âwhy toru? i donât mind helping out i like itââ
âno i know!â he smiled sweetly at you. âbut i want you to just sit there and relax and not lift a finger tonight. youâll hurt yourself if you do.â
you giggled softly and nodded, hopping up on the stool and wringing your fingers together on your lap as you watched satoru set up his amp and readjust his mic stand, gnawing on your bottom lip as you watched the way his biceps and chest looked in his black compression tee.
âare you thirsty sweets?â he asked, his eyes trained to the ground as he untangled a bunch of chords and threw them behind him. âi can get you something from the bar?â
âoh no!â you shook your head quickly. âitâs okay toru youâre busyââ
satoru hopped off the stage and jogged over to the bar, him exchanging a few words with the bartender that you couldnât quite make out until he jogged back over with a cold glass of sugary iced tea, placing it on your table under a coaster.
âfor you.â
you smiled sheepishly, âthank you.â
âif you needââ
âsatoru! hey!â
you snapped your head over to the entrance and saw lina, her wave a little flirty as she bounced over to the both of you.
lina only spared you a glance before her sparkling suggestive eyes landed back on satoru.
âoh hey?â he looked over at the clock on the wall. âim sorry, the alley doesnât open for another two hoursââ
âoh i know!â she twirled a strand of hair with her fingers. âi just wanted to stop by and see if you needed any help? you know, setting up?â
what.
your eyebrows pinched together and you looked at satoru, waiting for his answer.
âoh! umâ sure! thanks!â he smiled at her, and you felt a pang of annoyance through your chest as you watched him lead her on stage and give her directions, much like how he did for you when you helped out.
you crossed a leg over the other and looked away.
satoru wasnât your boyfriend, so it wasnât like you could say anything or feel the way that you did⊠but then again, isnât he kind of? you didnât know, and the more you wracked your brain to try and figure out what exactly the both of you were, the angrier you got at the situation in front of you.
satoru flashed lina his world famous dazzling smile, cracked joke after joke and made her laugh, helped her when she went âconfusedâ and helpless, and even showed her basic chords on his bass when she asked.
you pursed your lips, eyes narrowed. satoru was smiling at her the way he smiled at you and cracking jokes the way he joked with you, and your jealousy only grew as you let your mind wander if the way satoru treated you was actually anything significant if he was willing to do it for some random girl.
you sat there for what had felt like forever, people starting to pile in for the show as the alley opened, and you hopped off the stool bitterly to cool off in the restroom, not bothering to let satoru know.
just as you got in line, you felt a hand tug at your wrist.
ây/n!â
you turned around and spotted shoko, smiling until she took in your annoyed expression.
âwhatâs wrong?â
âlina,â you muttered.
âoh god,â shoko leaned her weight on one side of her hip. âwhat the fuck is she doing now?â
âsatoru help me, satoru how many chords does a bass have? satoru youâre so good at singing! satoru you owe me after this!â you mimicked, your heart heavy as you let shoko lead you back to your table.
âsheâs getting braver,â she muttered. âsay the word y/n and iâll fake trip and spill my drink on her itâs easyââ
you snorted, âno no, itâs okay shoko. if satoru wants to let himself be drooled over and do nothing about it in respects to me, he can be my guest.â
the show started, girls already screaming and running up the stage with, of course, lina front and center by satoru, jumping and wiggling her sick fingers up at him.
satoru was like he normally was at his showsâ attentive to everyone and being just who he is, but what ticked you off more than usual was how much attention he was paying to lina, way more than the rest, and you couldnât even watch the stage anymore when satoru reached down and held her hand for a moment, not once glancing up at you.
you were done.
âi think iâm gonna go!â you shouted to shoko over the music.
âwhat?!â shoko grabbed your arm. âdonât go! itâs almost over! i wanna see you chew him out!â
you laughed and shook your head. âi canât stand being here, and he clearly doesnât care whether iâm here or not right now soââ
more screams.
both of your heads snapped to the source.
lina was on stage with him.
you scoffed and grabbed your purse, ignoring shokoâs protests as you pushed your way through the crowd and away from the stage.
when satoru finally decided to scan for you through the pub, his eyebrows furrowed as he saw your seat empty and shoko glaring straight murderous daggers at him.
âwhere is she going?â he mouthed to shoko.
âhome!â she spat loudly, getting up herself and disappearing through the crowd.
satoruâs eyes immediately widened, his fingers clammy and numb as he started to pluck the wrong notes, suguru giving him a weird look.
âcarry the show without me,â satoru quickly told him, frantic. âplease, i have to go.â
suguru nodded and waved him off, seeming like he knew why satoruâs skin was sickishly pale as he carried on calmly.
it wasnât like you to just leave without him or not tell him anything, so as he threw the strap of his bass over his shoulders and handed it to a tech member, he hopped off stage and ran through the crowd, ignoring their pleas of protest or the tugging he felt at his clothes.
you were halfway down the parking lot when you heard the pub door slam open and footsteps running towards you.
âsweets!ââ satoru yelled. âhey- where are you going?!â
âhome!â you yelled over your shoulder, arms crossed as you kept walking.
satoruâs stomach dropped.
ây/n!â he caught up to you and grabbed your shoulders, spinning you around as he tried to catch his breath. âwhy? are you okay?â
âjust fine!â you spat. âwhy donât you go back on stage and drool all over linaââ
âlina?â he gawked. âdrool? what are you talkingââ
you shrugged his hands off of your shoulders. âdo you not see how sheâs been all over you for what seems like fucking months?! and you just let her! iâve been ignoring it but today you really pissed me offââ
you turned away again and he immediately grabbed your waist with his hands, pulling you back.
âhey- no. tell me what i did okay just tell meââ
you scoffed. âyou really donât see it? first of all she came to the alley two fucking hours early today, and then sheâs all over you and youâre all over her and youâre smiling at her and making her laugh like you do with me, and then sheâs playing the little damsel in distress helping you set up while i just sat there and watchedââ
âall over her?â his eyes narrowed. âi couldnât give less of a shit about linaââ
âapparently you do!â you moved away from him, his hands falling from your hips. âbecause sheâs giving you the âi wanna fuck you eyesâ every two seconds, and youâre holding her hand while youâre on stage, and then you literally pulled her on?! what the fuck am i supposed to think with that?!â
âi didnât pull her on she jumped on!â satoru exclaimed, his arms out. âiâm sorry sweets that i didnât notice okay i really am, but have you stopped to think that maybe i didnât notice because i donât care about her? iââ
âsatoru youâve been completely ignoring me the minute she got hereââ
âtoru.â he cut you off, voice firm. âitâs toru not satoru.â
you stopped, frustrated and hurt tears slowing brimming your eyes as you looked at him. âmaybe you being a little flirt for everyone was okay before, but the minute you decided to butter me up and kiss my cheeks and call me sweets, that shouldâve been over.â
âit is!â he exclaimed. âitâs been over! it never even started in the first place!â
âyes it did! you think i havenât been watching how you are with people since high school?â you know what iâm done. iâm leaving.â
you sniffled and spun around again, but satoru only grabbed your wrist tightly and wrung you back.
âyou think i havenât been watching you?! iâve loved you since fucking high school god dammit! iâm obsessed with you! when we officially met at the alley and i introduced myself i already knew your name and you know that! i donât give a single living fuck about lina or anyone else but you! itâs always been you!â
you wiped your tears roughly with your sleeve.
gojo satoru loved you.
âso no. youâre not done. please donât cry. all iâve ever wanted was you and i let you slip through my hands in high school because i was a coward, and id rather die than let you slip through my fucking hands again and lose you over a stupid fight when i just got you!ââ
âyouâre not losing me iâm not going anywhere toru where the hell are you getting that from?!â you exclaimed.
âthank fuck then, so what are we still doing?! iâd cut everyone in my life off if you asked me to!ââ
âno donât do that! i was just jealous okay and iâmâ and iâm angryââ
âokay but do you love me?!â he pushed angrily.
âyes! of course i do you know that!â
âokay so do i baby so what the fuck are we still fighting for?!â
âi donât know!â
âstop giving me your little attitude then and come kiss me!â
your lips instantly collided with his as you threw your arms around his neck, fast hurried kisses that knocked the wind out of you as you both hungrily and fiercely tried to swallow each otherâs lips, satoru tapping the back of your thighs and signaling you to jump on him.
you immediately sprung up and wrapped your legs around his waist, him holding you tight as he carried you over to his car and leaned you against the backseat door, his lips messily licking and swiping over yours as he seemed drunk on the taste of your sweet spit alone.
satoru dug through his pockets without breaking from your lips and found his keys, unlocking his car with a tap of a button and gently lowering you inside, him scrambling in after you and slamming the door shut, locking it.
he towered over you as he latched his lips back on yours, you laying flat on your back with your legs spread, satoruâs big cold hands on the sides of your thighs as he slowly slid your tiny little denim skirt further upâ right up until he felt your silky panties under his fingertips.
âi gottaââ he said in between kisses. âtake them offââ
you nodded quickly. âplease take them offââ
satoru didnât even let you finish before he practically tore your panties down your legs and stuffed them in his back pocket, his breathing erratic.
âoh my goodness,â he spread your legs gently, eyes completely wide and glazed over as he looked at your slick and shiny pussy. âyouâre so pretty baby, just like how i pictured you.â
he ran a finger down your slit and your hips jumped, your teeth biting down on your lower lip as you let out a symphony of whines that satoru wanted to record on his phone and play morning, noon, and night for himself and his dick.
he stared mesmerized at your fuzzy pink cheeks and swollen wet lips as he slowly rubbed over your clit, you immediately grabbing his unoccupied hand and sticking his middle finger in your mouth to suck in response.
âoh my godââ he threw his head back, his delicious adamâs apple bobbing up and down as he swallowed. âyouâre gonna make me cum in my fucking pants.â
he felt you bob your head up and down slowly on his finger and his head snapped down, eyes widening as he watched you act like a little slut for him, his hands with a mind of their own as he inserted his unoccupied middle finger in your slurping hole.
you let out a muffled gasp through the digit in your mouth and you spread your legs wider, his long and mouthwatering finger pumping in and out of you slowly, satoruâs body literally shivering at the sounds of your warm squelching pussy.
âlisten to her babyâŠâ he hummed. âsheâs so fucking loud for me⊠how embarrassing.â
âtoruuu,â you whined at his teasing, clamping your legs shut as you felt the tip of his finger hit that sweet spot in your walls that made your toes curl.
âopen your legs.â he demanded. âwho said you could close them, hm? i sure fucking didnât.â
satoru picked up the pace and slipped in his ring finger without warning, your walls stretching and filling up as he abused your little cunt rapidly.
âyou ever squirted before baby?â he huffed out, lips eating up your neck as you shuddered, your body jolting up and down at how fast he was fingering you.
you shook your head dumbly. ânâno, i donât think i canââ
satoru laughed and bit your neck meanly. âyes you can sweets, your little pussy was just waiting for me to do it.â
he went even faster, a series of slap slap slapâs filling the car as his palm and digits hit your cunt repeatedly, sticky and soppy as he moaned over and over in your ear, absolutely intoxicated with the sloshing noises of your pussy and the way it was speaking to him, satoru utterly and incandescently obsessed with everything that was you.
âmâmy godââ he panted, his pace brutal and animalistic as his long fingers rapidly plunged into your gummy hot hole, his tongue licking and slopping all over the side of your neck, your moans straight up filthy as the windows of his car fogged up.
âfuck fuck fuck fuckââ he dragged his mushy kisses from your neck up to your chin and back to your lips. âbe my girlfriendââ slap slap slapâ âp-please be my girlfriend be my girlfriend i need you so bad i c-canât live without you anymoreââ
you eagerly nodded, your thighs shaking as you gripped his shoulders and tried to keep up with his kisses that swallowed your lips up hole. ây-yesâ mph! i will toru i willââ
his car shook violently as he fucked your cunt with his fingers without mercy, an unfamiliar intense feeling bubbling up at the pit of your stomach as he did so, your entire pussy pulsing and swollen as you squealed, massive droplets of liquid spraying all over satoru and the leather seats of his car.
âfuck yes baby, give me what i want thatâs itââ
satoru groaned so loudly as you squirted, him jerking his nasty fingers to selfishly get more out of you.
âthaaaats it sweetsââ he panted, slowing down. âthatâs it.â
you evidently blacked out at this point, your brain misty and distorted as you tried to come down from your delirious high, a high youâve never ever felt before with your own digits.
satoru licked his fingers raunchily and lowered his face to your pussy, cleaning up any remnants and left over drops on your thighs and pussy with his perverted tongue, your body jerking and you whining again as you shut your thighs closed in overstimulation.
he came back up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before flashing you the biggest most innocent smile, as if he didnât just absolutely destroy your cunt minutes ago without grace.
slowly, you regained a sense of direction and finally looked at him properly as he sat down and pulled you gently up by his arms, your body practically limp as he settled you on his lap and hugged you affectionately, his cheek squished up against your forehead.
âso can you squirt or what.â he teased softly, a smile still on his face.
you giggled shyly and buried your face in his neck. âi made a mess.â
âthatâs literally what i wanted donât even start.â he mumbled, and you laughed again, louder this time.
âwere you serious about me being your girlfriend?â you asked suddenly, your voice smaller and timid. satoru pulled back and tilted his head, catching your eyes with his.
âof course i was,â he said quietly. âi literally begged you while my fingers were knuckle deep inââ
you covered your face with your hands and laughed with a whine. âstop! okay okay! i get it.â
you took your face away from his neck and looked at him properly, tilting your head cutely as your eyes shined and sparkled with affection, him giving you the same look back as you leaned up and pecked his lips lovingly.
âyou knowâŠâ you began. âwhen we first properly met and you asked me out that night, shoko told me there was a line i had to stand in if i was interested in you.â
satoru snorted, his eyebrows raised. âa line?â
you nodded. âmhm. you literally canât pretend there isnât one toru⊠and lina is in it too,â you finished off, snickering.
he rolled his eyes and huffed, feigning annoyance, but when he looked at you again, he only smiled and stared at you like you hung the moon and stars yourself, a blush to his pale cheeks that never seemed to go away as long as you were around.
âline or notââ he sincerely spoke.
âyouâve always been the first one.â
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frothing at both openings (church starts at noon guys)
whenever simon needs a lay, he doesn't go for girls like you: all snarky attitude and self-assuredness in that hole-in-the-wall bar with the peeling wallpaper, dim lighting, and sagging ceiling tiles. he wants those insecure things; the soft, quiet ones who've been recently dumped and are drinking away their woes. the ones who'll take him to theirs in a drunken haze and wake up startled, kicking him out of the front door without their number and an embarrassed forget this ever happened.
can do, sweetheart. (see ya never.)
but you've caught his interest. maybe it was the way your face was bareâ pockmarks on your cheeks and eyebrows untamedâyet you exuded confidence not even that loud bimbo with the fake lashes and vibrant ruby lipstick could ever recreate. maybe it was the way you held your own against that drunken man who attempted to grab a handful of arse over your faded, torn jeans, catching his pathetic bollocks and giving them a gnarly twist.
who knows. who cares.
what matters is that you've caught him by complete surprise.
he figured you were the type to want a firm hand. a couple of harsh slaps to your cheeks (both top and bottom), a fistful of your hair in his grip to pull, and to fuck you into the mattress until your body was imprinted on it.
wrong.
the moment he pulled your hair taut, you'd immediately tangled your clever fingers into his chest hair. "i'm no horse, brit. my hair isn't reins for you to lead me around with."
then he tried to bend you over his knee. proper brat like you needs to be put in'er place.
also wrong. "not that either. not yet anyway."
and then he's wrong a third time because you're no passive participant.
he sloppily eats your cunt like it's his first meal since coming back from urzikstanâ warm tongue, thick fingers, and the occasional pinch of his crooked teeth on your swollen bundle of nerves. when he tries to pull away, your entrance more than slick enough to take him without much discomfort, you fervently dig your heels into the scarred tissue of his strong back., stopping him in his tracks.
"you stop 'til i finish and not a moment sooner." his whiskey breath is warm between your legs when he huffs out, "affirm." you're fluttering around his hand in minutes when you start to direct him on how you like it, which he supposes is fortunate for you since he's real good at taking orders and even better at obeying them.
your climax is sweet in his mouth with a subtle hint of brine. the exact opposite of you, he finds. simon doesn't even get the chance to tell you to say anything because you're flipping onto your knees and shoving his rigid length into your mouth. he can't help the strangled sound that escapes him when the tip of him touches the back of your throat, constricting when you gag.
bloody hell.
you look up at him; wide, glassy eyes and sunken cheeks and it's pathetic how he can already feel himself on the precipice of ecstasy and he hasn't even gotten to the good part.
when he watches you place a condom in your mouth and roll it on his cock without hands, simon had to squeeze his eyes shut and think of england to stop the fire that threatened to light him ablaze.
alrigh', enough. on your back.
"no. get on yours."
your small hands push against his barrel chest, gesturing he lie backâ today preferably.
impatient bint.
you ignore that quip, opting to wrap your fingers around his thick base and sink onto him in one smooth motion.
slow, don't want ya hurtin' ya'self.
he gnaws on his tongue painfullyâ almost cutting it open with his canineâ to keep from finishing because, bloody fuckin' hell, do you feel like the heaven he'll never see.
simon's hands curl and tighten around the swell of your hipsâ his blunt, square nails digging into your sensitive skin. "easy," you hiss, "i bruise like a peach."
taste like it, too.
you look so sweet, so pliant while being split open on his cock, hot cunt sodden with your earlier releaseâ it sends mind-numbing arousal tingling up his spine, feeling it at the base of his skull. simon grunts when you begin to move, a languid up and down, gentle but firm. spots dance in his vision when you take all of him, his bollocks flush against your arse.
pretty thing with fire in your eyes taking him so well even though others have needed breaks to work up to it. muscle memory takes over then, his callused fingers automatically searching for your swollen clit, but you slap them away. "too sensitive, i'd only be uncomfortable."
yes ma'am.
you chuckle at that, pussy fluttering as you do and simon hisses through his clenched teeth.
keep tha' up 'nd i'll be done before the fun even starts.
this time you clamp down on purpose, your cunt squeezing his cock like a silken fist. "wouldn't that just be a shame. old man like yourself only got one in you?" the playful taunt sinks its teeth into the ego he's never cared aboutâ leaving behind a mark that stings and lingersâ and the lieutenant rears his head, if only for a moment.
watch it.
your eyes widen fractionally but your lips curl at the corners in amusement. "sorry, sir." minx.
his thoughts dissolve like sugar in hot tea once your hips began to rise and fall again, this time a much quicker pace. he surrenders to your unsatiable passion-- a hungry beast, feeding on want, on need-- with only his obsidian-black mask as witness.
for the first time in months (since price bent him over his desk post-op that one time) he's the one getting fucked.
and when you plant your feet by his sides, when your hips cant at the slightest of angles, his flared head presses against something firm and his world ceases to exist, the intensity of now reaching its peak.
when he comes to, your sweat-slick body trembles with effort, your pretty cunt still stuffed to the brim with his softening length. but he's not done with you yet, not by a long shot. now it's his turn.
in a quick movement, you find yourself on your back, looking up at simon, and the mewl that falls from your lips bounces off of the spartan white walls when he hooks your legs over his broad shoulders, and claims you again.
he plans on leaving a delicious ache between your legs that won't let you forget this night-- at least not for the next few days. (not like you could, i mean look at him. plus, he's going to magically forget his gloves here, maybe his pack of cigarettes. he's also definitely jotting down his phone number somewhere.)
forgive me i'm tired now so i lost some air at the end hehehe
#do you guys think if i got on my knees and proposed to toni theyd say yes???#like i swears i will cook and clean and bark on command#toni accEPT ME LOVE ME CHOOSE ! ME !#enough of simon love that big brute BUT TONI PLEASE PLEASE TAKE ME BACK YOUR WORDS ARE SIMPLY TOO MUCH THE KIDS MISS YOU ! COME HOME
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MY SOCIAL SKILLS ARE SO BAD THAT I CANT EVEN MAKE FRIENDS ONLINE??????
(this is one way to tell if you're a failure)
#mari shitposts#WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT#i blame my mummy tbh :3#i was never allowed to go outside and play w the other kids#she always thought they were a bad influence#STOP WHY DO I SOUND LIKE RIDDLE???#ISTG IM NOT A RIDDLE KINNIE I DONT EVEN TAKE MY STUDIES PROPERLY IM FAILING SCIENCE RN#im quite literally a cater kinnie#im literally cater irl#fight me /hj#and the only online friend ive been close to for years just disappeared#COME BACK SOLARIS#PLEASE#I MISS YOU#COME BACK AND TALK TO ME ABOUT REI
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i watched My Neighbor Totoro for the first time, here's my chronological viewing experience:
woo-hoo! dusty old japanese house with japanese architectural details aplenty
these kids got some ENERGY my goodness
family dynamic's adorable. peak quality dad humor
kids: our house is haunted. parents: that's so cool!
hell yeah, wrinkled old lady rep. we need more friendly old women with potato faces and warts like storybook witches. the backbone of society, these ladies
Plot Summary: Small Child Bothers Local Wildlife
sacred tree sacred tree sacred tree
Introducing Totoro! nobody said this fucker's got TEETH???
Uh-Oh! Inadequate Parental Supervision Detected
(you misplaced your four year old! you're not supposed to do that)
4-year-old: i met a magic forest spirit. dad: oh shit fr?
4-year-old: *angrily hugs sister* missed u bitch
this small child has a smile like a toad. like a really really cute toad. like the cutest toad in all existence. i love her she's perfection please just let this child be happy
rice paddies are so pretty....so back breaking....rice is such a prissy crop
*my crush is stranded in a rainstorm* takethisumbrellait'syoursnowBYE *runs away in panic im so good at flirting*
Giant Chinchilla Learns To Hold Umbrella, Is Fucking Delighted By Experience
take this, it will help you on your quest! *hands u trail mix wrapped in a leaf*
LO-FI HIP HOP STUDY LIST!
crouching down to peer at dirt--A++ top notch foundational childhood experience
mom has a big ass forehead
honey! the chinchillas are performing Rituals in the backyard again
help yeah let's jack and the bean stalk this shit
huh so we're all just climbing aboard the giant chinchilla's tiddies now ok
class trip!
the pure adrenaline of Vegetable Gardening
no! the small child is crying! she is bawling her eyes out. no no no. i can't cope with this. emotionally i cannot cope đ„șđ„șđ„ș
i've only had Mei one hour but if anything happens to her i will raze this earth and everyone on it
please someone make this small child smile again
oh no the tall child is crying too
i can't take this. my heart can't take this.
i need a drink
small child running determined to deliver magic veggies to the hospital. this kid is my hero
she is also unsupervised. so, so unsupervised
babe you are FOUR
godDAMMIT ghibli, you cannot give me watercolor sunsets while a small child is missing. u are killing me. my heart is giving out. this is me, experiencing heart failure.
Totoro to the rescue!
no wait CATBUS to the rescue!
i admit i initially thought the cat was a creep. alice in wonderland prejudiced me. i have revised my notions of smiling cats
i've decided the cat is a metaphor for the magic of a robust public transport system
MEI'S OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and so is mom. she's a lovely lady im sorry for what i said about her forehead. it's a noble forehead.
happy ending YES bitch!!!!!!
ok. ok ok ok. that was magical.
(as a first-time adult viewer i was worried i wouldn't be able to Access the Magic. but i could and i did and it was incredible. that was culture. that was ART. joy distilled into animated form. holy rites of childhood. i understand now. how glorious, this world we grow out of. how full of marvels. i'm going outside to smell grass and sun and get dirt under my fingernails. miraculous.)
#mr ghibli please you cannot do this to my heart#totoro#my neighbor totoro#spoilers#?#initially i misspelled Totoro as Tortoro throughout the entire post#i fixed it but dear heavens i was tempted to leave it in. you're WELCOME
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