#everyone has one braincell

[mynabirb]

the temple of silence would probably be very interested in mysterious realms and baby dragons

[seiwas]

hello sel!!! hru doing??

The ask game is super fun! How about Gojo + vindictive.

I hope u hv had a lovely day 🫶

zuro anon

zuro anon hello!! thanks for sending in a prompt!! i'm doing good 🥺 spending this lil vacay at home, mostly 🥺 and happy to be back writing 🥺 i hope you have the loveliest weekend 💗

contains: non-canon, childhood enemies to lovers (ish), (modern) arranged marriage, reader wears a braid and dresses

gojo + vindictive

you hate gojo satoru. you have ever since you were 5.

he's a bully―a real cocky one at that, with no regard or remorse for how his actions affect those around him.

on the day before your 6th birthday, right as your parents gathered together for the annual countdown, he gobbled up the entire plate of your favorite milk cakes before you could even take a bite. this marked the start, the beginning of a vengeance stewing inside of you.

at the age of 8, when you first learned how to do your own braids, he would tug at them, pull them free and unravel all your hard work for the past hour. you used to chase him for it, yell "satoru!" with all the strength your little lungs could muster and he would merely laugh and run faster.

the name "satoru," you've learned, must be synonymous with "sabotage," because it's all he's ever done. he threw the flower geto suguru handpicked for you straight to the ground, and purposely splashed gutter water all over the white dress you intended to wear on your first date.

not to mention, he's always rubbed in the fact that he's better than you, at everything―dangled all his accomplishments in front of you as if he knew they were just centimeters out of reach.

gojo satoru is solely responsible for tainting your childhood memories a miserable cerulean blue.

so, when your parents sit you down one day and tell you that you'll have to marry him, you feel transported in that moment, to each and every instance gojo has ever wronged you. it flips through your mind like a montage of flashbacks in a movie.

it's both surprising and not. your families have always been partners, in everything―business, education, and now you guess, life as well. you hate gojo's guts but this creates an opportunity you don't think can result from anything else.

so, sure, you'll agree to the marriage―only to make his life a living hell.

"hello, fiancée," he greets you, for the first time since the agreement.

you don't do anything to hide your disgust, face scrunching up as you spit out, "shut up, satoru."

the wedding planning is horrendous―at least, you hope it is for him. you pick out every single cake flavor you know he hates and choose the brightest venue possible for the event. the lights you pick for the afterparty are strobe lights, and you make sure to do multiple test runs just to play with his eyes. it doesn't occur to you that the solution to his light sensitivity is simple: just a plain pair of shades.

you wear plumping lip gloss on your wedding day, just so his lips burn when you have to kiss him. but gojo is either extremely numb or just good at faking it, because all he does is grin as he whispers quietly before parting, "spicy."

in preparation for your married life, you create a ledger of some sort―a book of accounts housing every single thing gojo has done wrong. you write down your plans to get him back for each of them, a list of pranks and inconveniences to make him regret ever messing with you all those years ago.

at half a year of marriage and 25 years of knowing each other, he casually tells you the big "i love you," but you're sure he doesn't mean it. you tell yourself your heart is racing from how infuriating his existence is; at how stupid his face looked when he'd said it. not anything else and most especially not the little dimple on his cheek that shows itself every now and then.

(you didn't know it yet then, but he'd found the ledger you kept and read through it all. the one-year plan, the three-year plan, the five, and so on. and it does nothing but strengthen how he feels about you, since he was 6, 14, and a few years ago at 24.

it's at your third year of marriage that you find out―how gojo's known all this time, but more importantly, how there were reasons behind every single instance you thought he was out to ruin your life.

with intelligence far beyond his age, gojo has always preferred the company of adults more than children. at age 6, he would listen in on conversations his mother had with her friends, roughly comprehending complex worlds with the simple ones he understood. someone had mentioned something about their daughter being allergic to milk. and so, when your birthday came up and all he saw were milk treats, he gobbled them all up in an effort to make sure you wouldn't be subjected to an adverse reaction―even though you were far off from any dairy allergy.

what he was sure of, however, was that you were severely allergic to bees. and when he spotted one perched right on the buttercup stem geto handed you, he had no choice but to smack it right out of your hand and down to the ground, stepping on it too, for good measure.

and, okay, maybe he was a little naughty for tugging at your braids when you'd just spent all that time doing them, but he always liked how they flowed into waves when they unravelled; how you'd chase him afterwards, angry but so, so pretty.

if there's one moment gojo will consider real sabotage, though, it's that date he stopped you from going to. like there was any way he was going to let another man see you dressed like that. he isn't nice that way. when gojo wants something, he's not sharing, and the sight of you in white―that was meant to be his and only his.)

[teasemic]

[asterparfait]

thinking about gous...

[no-where-new-hero]

what i love best about the fanfic mindset of "yes please give me many versions of the same trope" or "same characters in many tropes" is that its made me a lot more confident to just. write the same thing over and over and not be afraid of reusing the same motifs everywhere i go

[clownery-and-fuckery]

Is there a point where you're TOO self indulgent when writing fanfiction....?

[just-an-enby-lemon]

No one:

Absolutly no one:

My brain at 3 a.m: But what if Carlos was the Batfam support scientist and Cecil was a rogue but like the way Waylon eating cops to save his comunity is rogue behavior?

[bluevelvetea]

I'll just leave this here with absolutely zero context (...yet!)

Credits to @kebuyo for being my main inspiration for this project and enabling me to draw this very cursed piece of akam art

[ratintank]

For the faith is strong

[tony-andonuts]

God I wish I didnt get ostrasised by all but like 4 of my peers because holyfucking shit am I overworked and need a hug

[hiveswap]

the person running the reading order website said that the full context of the crossover events makes the things im actually interested in better. So now I am meant to be reading inhumans and xmen. While the last time we left off Nova's series he was dying again

[natureismynature]

I don't say this much, but Doozers (Foosh's chat) ya'll are awesome. You're the best. So glad to be part of this community <3

[monty-glasses-roxy]

For some reason, this round of meds (same dose and everything as last time) is making me have very violent Realisations and Remembering Things moments. And by that I mean the Thing I Forgot and/or the Realisations show up with a bat and see how hard they can make my brain hit the wall. So anyway.

YOU GUYS REMEMBER SPIKE THE WETFLOOR BOT??? YOU GUYS REMEMBER HER??? THE FIRST FAZBEAR ANIMATRONIC TO BE BORN FROM LOVE INSTEAD OF PAIN??? YOU REMEMBER HER???

CAUSE I JUST DID

[silvercaptain24]

Apparently Poseidon and Odysseus coparent while Penelope holds all the brain cells is just th flavor of au’s lately

[thegreatyin]

What would they do if stuck in a room with the person they’ve been avoiding? - celestial trio (individual answers but. those 3)

okay see the thing is the person altair and canis have been avoiding is rigel and the person rigel has been avoiding is. well. okay altair and canis as well but a highly specific character related to his secret emo backstory works too

altair would simply do what he does in any social interaction!!!!!!!!! aka stand to the wayside and say absolutely nothing unless directly prompted and just kinda look vaguely uncomfortable and scary the whole time. if he had to make small talk he'd keep his words curt and to the point and probably with no small amount of aggression in his tone (9 times out of 10 he doesn't necessarily mean it) (he's not good at small talk) (someone please help him)

canis, by contrast, is a lot more actively sociable and open to conversation! whilst being very awkward and maybe too overly-enthusiastic about it. he's the type to try and make the best out of a bad situation and unless he's refuted he'll be attempting to get along with/tolerate the other person until they're both free. hi im the king of sanctus you've probably heard of me, how are you doing, how's your day been, etc etc. he leaves the scene with suspiciously even more enthusiasm afterwards but at least he can walk the walk about it

rigel is not spending one single minute in this situation. he is prioritizing Leaving. he is simply ripping the door off its hinges and walking away. if he can't do that because it's some sort of social thing or (god forbid) the door is rigel-proof he's going to start metaphorically eating the walls. possibly actually. he's absolutely not going to be the one prompting conversation but unlike altair he will respond and carry it along once it starts. he probably has the raw charisma multiplier to manage for maybe half an hour tops but any longer and he will start trailing off and making bad excuses to leave and stop talking

as a bonus, if all three of them were stuck together with This One Hypothetical Guy they'd all be trying to avoid, canis would be the hard carry of this situation. altair is being altair in the corner and rigel's staying quiet for once in his life going ^u^ and inside he is screaming in a thousand ancient languages nobody who's alive can even understand anymore. canis pastes the biggest smile on his face he can muster (that nobody can even see behind his mask) and acts like everything's fine and dandy for all three of them and then the minute they're each allowed to leave they all scatter to the winds in different directions like lemmings

[solarpunkani]

How much am I allowed to post/ramble about the solarpunk zombie apocalypse story I'm working on before it gets annoying.

Bonus points: I haven't actually gotten to the solarpunk part of it.