#i am the fool catto

[worldsfromhoney]

Not @ me immediately going to my browser to see if there are comments that suddenly popped up cuz of this post

that ‘pakige?’ post but me, a couple hours after posting a fic, like ‘comints?’

[married-to-google-translater]

RL friend (Very/Grimm) here: Booing at the person threatening sexual violence. It's not funny, it's not quirky, and April Fool's doesn't give a "get out of jail free"-card type of deal for that. And overall, it's childish to throw a tantrum over free writings - go find someone else to poke?

Perkele at that person. 🫂

Aaaaaaah you used Finnish national word~ 😘😘😘😘😘

Couldn't say that better

Catto hugs for you

Thanks for support~ I am happy see you here.

[tender-rosiey]

memory — gojo x gn!reader

ᴀ/ɴ: gojo bby I am sorry also guys don’t take crap from anyone

tight, tense, the atmosphere is completely unbearable. you both feel the constant burning in your gut. it has been a while like this, fights, hurtful words and neglect, too long of a while you had decided.

“well maybe if you weren’t there then—“

“don’t,” you lock eyes with him, your own fierce and stern as you say, “don’t blame me for your own shortcomings.”

you take your suitcase and he is suddenly knocked back to reality, “y/n wait—“

“you fucked up, you distanced yourself, you refused to talk,” you throw the bag back on the ground instantly in your rage, “and I am the one who ruined this paradise of yours?!”

he is glued in his place so you resume, “I tried to talk to you, I tried being there for you, I tried helping you.”

“you did nothing,” you sneer, “absolutely nothing so you have no right to beg or protest.”

you stab your finger at him, “for one fucking time! handle the consequences of your actions head on!”

“I am not here to take your downfall, satoru; you can’t just throw everything on me!” you continue.

before he speaks up, you cut him once again as you do not want a response, “and before you go on about partners supporting each other, this isn’t support,” you eye him up and down, “this is using me as an outlet for all the bullshit in your life, and I deserve better than that.”

you eye the bag on the floor and sigh, “I will come take my things later,” crossing your arms you murmur, “I really can’t handle being in the same room with you.”

“y/n, can’t we talk this out?” he, hopelessly, says and you shake your head.

a bitter smile graces your face, “we were past the talking stage a while ago, gojo.”

with the bitterness of being called by his last name, the sentence reminds him of his confession years ago.

he had been pinning over you for the longest while, always asking for your attention and wanting to make you smile or annoyed at any given moment.

he annoyed you, protected you, and acted like a fool. gojo didn’t mind doing anything as long as you looked his way.

after a while, he finally confessed his feelings head-on and you merely replied with, “isn’t there supposed to be a talking stage or something before I become a babysitter?”

he lightly flicked your forehead and answered simply, “we passed the talking stage a while ago, sweetheart.”

the memory makes him ache. he got lost in his thought that he didn’t hear you close the door close behind you. caught up in his loss, he takes his blindfold off and rubs the space between his eyebrows.

he can only hope that you left the photo you guys took together and framed as he would be willing to live with just the memory just like he did with a lot of other things.

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[trishajariwala-blog]

Happy Birthday, KitCat! 🥳🎉🐈 (I know you can't read this and I'll never be able to convey this to you until I become a proficient in catto language. But still, here I go...) 😛😁 No matter what, you'll always be there to hiss & growl on me and scratch me. 😃😅 Still, I know you'll be there when it's time to sleep and cuddle. You are always there to boop me with your wet nose at 5 AM and lurk me with your sad eye mode to serve your royal Me-O. You'll probably save me from the washroom monster every time I enter the washroom. 🥺☺️😄🥰 We have been playing catch & chase (where you always want be the one to be chased) for four years now and probably I'll be the only one to catch you for the rest of our nine lives. And I'll always fool you by pointing somewhere telling you there's a bug (because that's my only card to get your attention). 😆😂😘 We love you ∞ all our nine lives. ❤️❤️❤️ https://www.instagram.com/p/Bywg1kqho8PH9MpU3moPYtjyiI9iR80imqB3yg0/?igshid=732l34e9bohm

[midnightscxre]

OPEN TO: F ( mutuals & non-mutuals )

CONNECTION: Anything goes! Aimed for angst + some holiday comfort. Could be exs, friends with hidden feelings...

MUSE: Jace Catto (  FC: Charlie Hunnam ) ** MC president 

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The hum of the metal beast died away in the cold night. A man with a storm in his eyes got off his beloved Harley and lifted the box from his lap. The colorful decorative paper with the print of gingerbread cookies almost slipped into the melted snow under his shoes. He carefully pressed the box on his brawny chest hidden under the worn out lather jacket, holding it tightly and approached the door. After a deep sigh and banishing the urge to light a cigarette, to inhale the sweet poison that calms his nerves, Jace cleared his throat and rang the bell. The self-confidence that adorned him was shaken when the door opened and he saw the person on the other side. “ Hay. “ a pleasant, deep chuckle ate away the nervousness in his voice. “ No, I really don’t know what time it is. This early dusks kind of fucked my perception of it. “ excuses, clumsy start -- nothing usually typical for the hardened president of the motorcycle club. 

“  I ermm-- was passing through the Ronald Street on my way to do some business.. “ voice died down a bit, knowing she knows what kind of ‘ business ‘  he was into. “  Then I saw this in the shop window.  “ Jace raised the box with the still cryptic content. “  Anyways..guess that damn impulsiveness got the best of me, and here I am. Standing like a bloody fool with a box with some...”  he gazed down the green-ish colors of the paper and his nose wrinkled. “ ...box with an ugly ass paper. “ Another chuckle, this one louder, more honest. As the sound died down, the grey clouds in his irises cleared when the gaze fell on the woman in front of him, left corner of the lips slightly curling. “  Didn’t think this through honestly. “  

[byul153]

Vincenzo, Episode 18

"It's good that you're here--I was getting bored. "How do I look? This prison uniform looks good on me, doesn't it?" "Mm. You look like you belong to a resort in Cancun." "I really like it here. The people here are kind." "You think that you're safe because you're in there, don't you. "You most likely have some backing you. The prison head also treats you well." "You would also know what it's like, since you've done it in Italy." "I'm sorry to break it to you, but do you truly believe that everything's going according to your plans? "The person who trapped you in there...is me. "There's nothing more welcoming than an enemy who has no idea why they're losing." "Just kill me, you Mafia jerk. "And stop bothering me. "Just tell me truthfully--the reason why you haven't killed me. "It's because you're afraid of me, aren't you? "It's because of the aftermath after you've killed me, isn't it? "Aren't you?" "Ah...I figured that you were smart, but you haven't caught on yet. "I'm saying this for the first time, but do you know what they call me in the Mafia world? "Catto sazio. In Korean, it means 'a cat whose belly is full.'" "A full cat...toys around with a mouse all day before eating it. "A robber killed my adoptive parents when I was little. I joined the Mafia and for two years tormented him. "But then, that jerk tried to commit suicide. I had him treated at the very best hospital and had him discharged. "And on the day of his discharge, I fed him the best meal and then killed him right away. "The real reason why I haven't killed you yet is to play you around like a mouse. "This is who I truly am. "My last act for playing around with you before I eat you...is having you watch Babel Tower fall from your cell." "I can get out even tomorrow if I want." "The files on your paper company from Ragusang Gallery...did you think I gave just one copy to Prosecutor Jung? "You fool." "You little--" "With this proof, you'll have to stay in there for at least a whole month. "Prosecutor Jung...Lawyer Lee...no matter how much they rack their brains can't get you out. "Have a good time watching from your cell. "How Babel Tower will fall."

The beginning of the end.