#just... these kyoto babies deserved better

[rmorde]

The devastation on these four after the reveal of Mechamaru's betrayal... I just cannot imagine how painful that is.

Mechamaru trusted Todo and Nitta to survive but not them.

Kokichi wanted Miwa to be with him in his last moments but not them.

He protected them by underestimating them.

He set them aside by accident because its only Miwa that he felt owed an explanation.

Just... What can they do here?

[peachsayshi]

service dom shoko…

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ notes: minors/ageless/blank blogs dni - shoko deserves more love on my blog

tags: wlw; use of strap-on; smut; praise; dom/sub dynamics; dirty talk

shoko laughs, her pretty voice sending a small tremor up your spine. she doesn't recognize her beauty, she never did, but you take her in as you gaze up at her from over your shoulder, imprinting her expression into your memory. her bun is coming loose, unruly brown strands releasing from the binds of the hair tie and framing her tired face. her eyes glisten with delight, her cheeks tinting a shade of red as she gently squeezes the fat of your hips.

"you missed me, huh, precious?" she coos, with a soft rut of her hips and your eyes flutter as you press your face back against the pillow.

"mhmm," you moan, tightening your grip around the cushion and biting back a whimper from the sensation of her stretching you out.

her nails lightly graze over your plump ass before returning back to your hips. she's holding your arch in place, before proceeding to grind her hips back and forth in a rhythmic motion. she grins hearing you curse under your breath, watches you with approval as you melt underneath her ministrations.

she's already made you cum more than you needed tonight, but how can she deny you when you begged her to fuck you too?

these intimate moments remind her of why she hates the distance between kyoto and tokyo - if only you lived here then she could spoil you like this every single night instead of having to wait months for you to return.

the thought agitates her, prompting her to thrust a little deeper than expected but she merely quirks her brow with surprise hearing your dulcet response.

"fuuuck, yes, harder..."

"think your pussy can handle it?" she teases with another rough delivery, watching as your teeth sinks into the pillow to hold back a cry.

she keeps herself in place, filling you up beautifully as she waits patiently for your reply. you lift yourself up on shaky forearms, angling your head back once more to meet those warm irises.

"it's your pussy, sho" you correct as you move your own hips to fuck yourself on her dildo. "give it to me..."

she does without question; fucking you hard, and so so good to make up for the last four months that she hasn't seen you. your eyes cross over, both of your hands gripping onto the pillow as your naked body sinks deeper into the mattress. your voice bounces off her bedroom walls, while shoko pants softly in response.

"love it when you fuck me," you sob between your cries of pleasure, "l-love it when you make me cum..."

it eggs her on when you speak like this, when you remind her of just how good she makes you feel.

"fuck, baby, you're so hot," she breathes, "all stuffed and whiny, taking it like the good girl that you are...cum for me, precious, I know you're close..."

it doesn't take long before your thighs quiver uncontrollably, before your pussy spasms around her dildo as you choke out another moan. there are tears pricking your eyes, and your head feels heavy as the muscles in your body gradually relax from the intense contractions.

you press your cheek against the damp pillow, trembling from the stimulation and sniffling in between trying to catch your breath. you feel your lover's tender hands slowly traveling up your waist, lightly squeezing your sides before carefully shifting you so are laying on your back.

you're too delirious to notice that her lips are on yours until she starts kissing you, but it only translates the deep yearning that you've both been aching for.

"better now?" she whispers against your lips.

you snag her bottom lips between your teeth and your clit throbs greedily as you spread your thighs wide beneath her.

"one more," you mumble, "please?"

she giggles before planting a chaste kiss on the tip of your nose. you're insatiable tonight, and you’ve never been this desperate before - the realization tangles up her heartstrings.

she repositions herself, this time focusing her eyes on your own as your attention shifts towards her strap, watching with concentration as she penetrates you once again. you're so wet that you easily take in every inch, and goosebumps trickle all over her body when she notices you shiver from the contact.

"I'll give you as many as you want, sweetheart," she answers with a dreamy sigh, before capturing your lips on hers once more.

[sixeyescurseuser]

Teachers Satosugu

Thinking about adults Satosugu who become Jujutsu Tech teachers together. They’re married too. In their late 20s, they’ve found sweet domestic bliss in the dangerous yet meaningful life they’ve created for themselves. 

Geto still makes sure to praise Gojo for all the work he does; often surprising Gojo with his favorite sweets or a trip down to the street vendors, saying: “Thank you for your hard work, Satoru” and “Come on, let’s eat something special, you deserve it.”

Gojo still goes on his one hour rants about topics that fascinate him, and Geto listens without complaining. Even if this is the third time digimon has been brought up this week. 

Geto stays at the school to teach for the majority of the time. He only takes missions if they are emergencies and avoids interacting with the higher ups. Thankfully, Gojo is more than willing to deal with that side of work. 

While Geto is involved in both physical training and classroom lessons, he’s more hands-on with the latter. Compared to the Kyoto students, let’s just say that the Tokyo students don’t put in a ton of effort when it comes to their academic scores. 

Geto is fated to be the hardworking but disappointed teacher. 

(Geto: “Nobara, Yuji, c’mon, I am begging you two to study more.)

The thing with Yuji is that he is smart in that he can memorize things and write well, but not being exposed to the sorcerer world from a young age has put him really behind. 

(Geto: “Hasn’t Satoru told you all about Sukuna’s origins and what not? Given you books from the library?”

Yuji: “Oh the library! I forgot that existed!”

Geto: …

Yuji: “Also no, Gojo-sensei didn’t tell me anything yet.”

Geto: 💀💀)

Additionally, Gojo isn’t the best when it comes to structured lessons in the classroom. He’d much rather skip over the boring stuff and show his students the real excitement out on the field.

This is where Tokyo students surpass Kyoto students in fighting abilities. Plus, getting lots of first-hand experience of what sorcerers actually deal with helps them quickly adapt to situations and strategize how to outwit their opponent. 

But book-smart-wise? Megumi carries. 

Once, Yaga gave the first years a firm reprimanding because of the missing past three mission reports. (Excluding Megumi.) Turns out, Gojo didn’t inform the first years about filling out mission reports at all. 

That night, Geto scolds the shit out of Gojo. 

Gojo: “Hey Suguru, isn't that your job? I just help them train their fighting skills, no?”

Geto pinches Gojo’s side - who lets out an undignified yelp - even though he knows Gojo is just joking. Besides, Gojo does try to teach the rules better after Geto’s scolding. Gojo just needs reminders, that’s all.

It doesn’t help that Gojo is literally a prodigy and always does things his own way. 

(Geto, shaking his head: “Lord knows these kids need all the help they can get with you as their teacher.”

Gojo: [jaw open, betrayed]

Cue Gojo decisively turning the other away in their bed. 

Geto: “Oh, did I upset the baby?”

Gojo: “Worse. You upset your husband.”

Geto guffaws.

“My husband can take it.” Geto moves so he’s spooning Gojo.  “Isn’t that right?”

Geto’s breath tickles Gojo’s ear, making Gojo shiver.

What were they talking about again?)

***

Gojo might be busy as hell but Geto will be there to protect their students from the higher ups. 

That mission where Yuji died for a short while after switching with Sukuna to face that special grade? It would never have gotten that bad. Geto would’ve been with his students and protected them.

Geto is anxious to the point where he designates certain curses for specific people, mostly to look after his students. This way, he can be there if his students are in serious danger, preventing more young sorcerers from dying due to the higher ups' negligence.

Of course, Geto’s rainbow dragon has always been assigned to Gojo. 

Gojo will often take Yuji on rides on the rainbow dragon, either for missions or just to be up in the air. When this happens, Geto’s orders for the rainbow dragon consist of: “Only listen to Satoru’s reasonable orders” and “Protect Yuji from Satoru’s recklessness.” 

On another note, Geto’s curses would have intercepted before Todo and Mai could beat the shit out of Nobara and Megumi. Geto himself would show up quickly after, furious when he sees the Kyoto students trying to take out his students. 

(Geto with his murderous glare: “As far as I know, the competition hasn’t started yet. No one should be picking fights with each other, hmm?”

Mai and Todo, quietly: “Of course, Geto-san. We’ll be taking our leave.”

Geto stays standing in front of Nobara and Megumi until the Kyoto students leave.)

Even as teachers, Geto and Gojo are incredibly competitive with Kyoto. Of course they’re going to talk shit during the goodwill exchange event. They’ll watch the broadcast of the competition and loudly cheer their students on. They’ll also whisper to each other in the most obnoxious way. 

Utahime is about to bust her blood vessels. She still throws her tea at Gojo when he makes a snarky comment that pisses her off; the tea bounces off of Gojo’s infinity and splashes all over Geto, who groans. 

Well, that shut the pair up for now. 

***

When Nobara spilled coffee on Gojo’s shirt, Geto had been the one to catch them first. 

(Shaking his head, Geto says: “You guys really did it this time…”

Nobara: “We could just replace it??”

Megumi: “It is 250,000 yen.”

Geto: “It's also Satoru’s favorite white shirt.” He pats Nobara’s shoulder comfortingly.

Yuji: “Geto-sensei, please help us!”

Geto: “And spend the precious money I earned with my own hard work? I don't know, Yuji-kun, I gain nothing from helping you.”

Nobara: “He’s your husband”

Geto: “And he’s your sensei.” He turns to Megumi. “Slash father”

Megumi: 😩😩

Moments later, Gojo enters the room: “Iijichi-kun said you guys have my newly laundered shirt-“

He sees Megumi with two breast bumps.

Gojo: ??

The others laugh as Nobara pulls out the stained shirt, causing Gojo to let out the most horrified, dramatic gasp. 

All the students find it hilarious, but Geto laughs the hardest. He's bent over, hands on his knees, straight up cackling. When Geto somewhat catches his breath, one look at Gojo’s stricken face sends him into another fit of laughter. 

(They are so married.)

Geto walks over and slings himself over Gojo. 

Geto: “It’s okay, Satoru, you can just get another one.”

Gojo: “That was my favorite one, you know this, Suguru~~”

Geto: “Satoru...you’re rich-“

Gojo: “My clothes are important, they aren’t so easily replaceable. Imagine if I had tried to replace you-“

Geto: “Did you just compare me to your inanimate white shirt?”

Geto begins to pull back, but Gojo immediately latches on to him.

Gojo: “Noooo, I didn’t mean it. I love you~~”

They proceed to act out a mini-drama, which ends in Geto leaving with faux-disappointment and Gojo chasing after him.

Consequently, Gojo forgets about his stained-beyond-repair 250,000 yen shirt.

***

When formation B occurs in response to Megumi being “hit on,” Geto watches from afar, disappointment deep in his veins. 

We’re too old for this, he thinks when Gojo reveals Megumi has to master twinkle twinkle little star. 

Having had enough, Geto steps in and tugs Gojo away. 

“Baby, come here, you forgot to take your pills this morning,” Geto says. Gojo gasps in offense. 

“SUGURU, SHUT UP! I'M NOT MENTALLY ILL!“ Gojo cries, but now there’s no way he doesn't look crazy.

Geto has his arms wrapped around Gojo’s waist while Gojo flails to escape. 

“Satoru, stay STILL- NO you are not going back!”

They end up making a bigger scene. Megumi wants to d-word. 

(“With this treasure i summon-“)

Gojo doesn’t care who hears or sees, and is now screeching for Geto to let him go. Left with no other choice, Geto bites Gojo’s shoulder. He also tries to shove his fist in Gojo’s mouth - anything to shut him up.

Geto is going all out like they’re teenagers again. 

(Nobara at Geto: “YEAH GET HIS ASS!”)

Geto eventually becomes aware of the small crowd that has gathered and rethinks his actions. He ends up dragging Gojo by his collar. 

“Ok, we’re leaving,” Geto calls to their students, leaving no room for argument. Megumi immediately follows, dragging Yuji and Nobara in tow.

***

w/ @no-one-says-hi

[kusakabesimp]

Ik you're a kusahigu shipper and that's fine, but whats your opinion on kusahime?(kusakabe x utahime)

Hi, Anon! TYSM for your question! ^_^

While KusaHigu does take up 1000% of my brain cells, I am always always, always willing to talk about all things Kusakabe!!

I want to talk about the importance of ships (in general) first and then dive into your question after that.

No ship is somehow 'better' than any other. We all have different ships and opinions, and even within the same ship, there's a wide range of viewpoints. Every ship is valid and deserves to be enjoyed without judgment!! Our connections to these ships are deeply personal, and when people criticize them, it hurts because it feels like a criticism of who we are as individuals. But there will always be a community of people who love your ship as much as you do. So if you can, try to connect with them; they can become some of your closest friends and, more importantly, offer support if you run into negativity. Regardless of the pairing, ships are a beautiful part of our fandom experience.

I'd also like to add that Kusakabe has several pairings outside of KusaHigu.  I mean -- HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MAN HOLY SHIT.

KusaHime is one of those pairings, and I do see some reasons why it might work, but it isn't necessarily my jam. Keep in mind these are just my personal opinions. That doesn't mean that these things could not be seen from a different angle or that the ship would not work.  

Let's start with what they have in common:

>> Click more to read on to KusaHime <<

Honor: They both have a strong sense of honor. Though Kusakabe sometimes tries to mask it under indifference, he's shown time and time again that he'll defend, even lay down his life for those he loves. Though Utahime is soft-spoken, she does what is morally right even when she has to make a tough call—and she's had to make a few. And despite not being well-versed in combat, she doesn't hesitate to defend her kids.

They love their kids: I think this is pretty clear with Kusakabe. He's saved his babies on multiple occasions and becomes Kusakabe-Dad to all the kids after Shibuya. As a Dad, he teaches them that love is the most important lesson. (This is more of my personal HC, but I could write literal pages on it.) It's canon that all Utahime's students adore her; Gege has emphasized this many times. She teaches them personal confidence but also the importance of teamwork, which is uncommon in jujutsu society, where sorcerers are expected to rely solely on their own abilities.

Here are my thoughts on the opposite side of their commonalities:  

They don't have a relationship outside of work: Kusakabe works for Tokyo Jujutsu Tech, and Utahime works for Kyoto Jujutsu Tech. They do know each other, but likely just on a professional level. Because of their age difference, they didn't overlap in Tokyo, so their relationship wouldn't be as close as the one Utahime has with Shoko, Mei Mei, and Gojo.

Maximum Uzumaki: The story behind this pairing often revolves around Kusakabe protecting her from Maximum Uzumaki. Miwa was the initial target for this spell, and Utahime stepped in front of her and Momo before Kusakabe could reach them. While Atsuya ultimately saved all three of them, he knew that Miwa was the main target before he rushed head-first across the battlefield. Rather than Kusakabe protecting Utahime, both teachers were focused on protecting the children.

Utahime's absence: We don't see Utahime for a while after the Pseudo-Geto fight. While she and Gakuganji show up during the Gojo vs. Sukuna fight to provide defensive support, she's missing during the scenes where the sorcerers are planning strategies for the battle. This doesn't mean she wasn't involved in some way, but given that she wasn't there, her absence implies that she didn't have time to spend with Kusakabe.

So, to answer the question in a shorter way, KusaHime isn't my jam (not because I'm a KusaHigu shipper), but I see how the pairing is very popular.

I hope that helps answer your question, Anon. Thank you so much again for the comment! It's always fun to explore all things Kusakabe.  

[maiko1]

Hello! Can I request female reader rejecting gojo's confession with reasoning that she doubts he really loves her and she has Philophobia so she just kinda ghosta him?

Ty! I'm excited!

<333

Hello! Thank you for requesting <333333

Gojo x f! Reader (angst) -swearing

(if u wana request, make sure to read this first <3)

"...sorry but I can't.." you left the park leaving gojo behind. How can a crowd place became so quite after this incident?

-------

"yo y/n!" you stand up when you heard his voice. "hey, satoru" you waved at him. To your suprise, he didn't wave back. "you wana meet me?"

"you guessed it! How about we grab some drink first?" well, you are kinda thirsty so you nodded and follow him. "so, how's the kid?" you ask walking beside him. "well, megumi kept causing trouble and tsumiki... ah yes. She miss you and wanted to play with you again soon." gojo laughed remembering the time he came back to his dorm and saw y/n full of silly makeup.

"sure, if I end up having a mission here again, I'll come and stop by to play with tsumiki" you smiled, gosh your smile just make him melt. "I'm hurt... You know.." he pout when he realised something.

"ugh you are such a baby. How are you satoru?" you punch him playfully. "I'm doing great! You gotta see when I was fighting a special curse. It goes like woosh, and then the way curse fly and attack me its just like an amazing fight for me!" you laugh at his silliness. "gosh ur so childish satoru." you rolled ur eyes.

You two buyed a drink and sat near a park. "how about you, y/n? Anything interesting happen in kyoto?" gojo can't stand silence so he loves to start a conversation first. "mhmm... Let me see, nope. Most of the time me and utahime stay at school while mei mei finish the mission. Oh can't forget about the fact she say 100 things she hates about you."

"ouch. Ugh utahime just can't accept the last time i remind him not to cry." you and gojo started to laugh. "your so mean to my senpai. What if I snitch?" gojo end up pinching ur cheek. "you wouldn't...."

"whatever, anyway. What do you want?" gojo gasped when you said that. "do u not like my company?!" you sigh at his dumbness. "no you idiot, I have a mission for the next two days, I gotta collect information from Yoshinobu sensei."

"alright, alright. The reason why I wana meet up with you is." he stood up and took something from his pocket. It was an expensive ring you ever seen. "y/n..." no.. This is really happening isn't it? Fuck... I know this day would happen.

"will you... Be my one and only ?" you went quite as you stood up from ur seat, people in the park looking at you two. "satoru. I can't do this." both of you went quite. "wha-" you grit ur teeth. "i cant, I can't accept this. Satoru, after this, I would like for you to find another."

"w-wait y/n! Why? I thought since we became friends for 2 years I thought you had the same feeling as I am. The way you are more happier when ur with me.. The way you laugh differently when ur with me.... So then.. Why? Why are you rejecting me?"

"satoru. We don't belong to each other, I know you love me but I just couldn't. You deserve better." you left the park leaving him standing there.

Gojo pov because y/n went back to kyoto so there's nothing much happening there.

'Right. How can I be so dumb? Why did I choose to confess when i knew she has philophobia? (fear of love) I'm so dumb. Fuck, I should have stay quite.'

(Gojo went back to his dorm after a whole mess.)

"ah big brother! I heard you meet up with miss y/n!" tsumiki said as gojo entered his dorm. "yeah. How did you know?" tsumiki pointed at megumi who's pretending to be busy. "will miss y/n come and play with me again?"

Gojo went quite and pat tsumiki head. "no, I don't think so. Maybe not.." gojo said as tsumiki frown. "awe.. Okay, if you say so.."

He couldn't be sad forever. He has kids to take care of, 'fuck satoru, stop being selfish and respect her desicion. I dont need another woman. I'll be okay without a partner anyway... Right?'

[troublesh00terfaery]

Baby I need a part two for danger lusting you can’t leave me hanging like that I want that reward 😩😩

❗❗BELOW 18+ PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT. THIS WORK IS NSFW. ❗❗

Hello again, loves! I apologize for being inactive because I was busy with matters regarding school and academics (being a college student is just so tiring LMFAO) I wasn't expecting the first part to actually blow up and just wanted to leave it like that but I saw all of your comments, messages, reblogging stuff and I decided to actually make a part two as soon as I finished my stuff from school. From the bottom of my heart, thank you all so so much! Cheers to my 58 follower count! <3

If you haven't read the first part, here's the link! DANGER LUSTING (Pt. 1)

Tags: AFAB READER, CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP! Gojo as your teacher (holy shit , i mean yeah? why not?) cervix fucking, creampie, dacryphilia, voyeurism, dumb fucking (yeah, i had to) dom!Mentor Gojo x sub!Student reader, a bit of degrading (come on, what's smut if we don't have this even a little bit of degrading?) shower sex, lavatory sink fucking (YEAH), mirror sex, hand job, blow job, throat fucking, face fucking, oral sex, rough sex, praising (you deserve it.), age gap (he's your mentor) I think that's it?

FOLLOWING, REBLOGGING, INTERACTIONS, AND FEEDBACKS ARE APPRECIATED

It has been two weeks now since the said trip of your instructor and mentor, Gojo Satoru. As what you've heard he's at Kyoto doing some 'sorcerers' job or whatever that stuff was. And it has been also two weeks ever since that interaction you had with him.

Up until now, the interaction somewhat drove you either flustered, unfocused, or even tired. Were you flustered because of how he talked to you that day? That made you feel dizzy as you recalled the little sinful imaginations you had with him? Were you unfocused because of what he told you to do and what he promised? Thinking about it, you cannot help but to have the urge to ask him what he meant by the reward. Was it something special? A V.I.P reward perhaps? Or were you tired of subconsciously waiting for THAT reward.

Augh fine damn it, for fucks sake. Rolling your eyes, you quickly took your phone, scrolled through the message history and found his name.

Now that you realized that you were about to message him, hesitancy struck you. Messaging your mentor meant that you only were thinking about it the whole time not realizing that you're actually doing the opposite as to what he requested: for you to learn and practice more as a jujutsu sorcerer. You felt the rush of nervousness as reality struck you, it made you also realize that you've been slacking off for the past few days and now, you won't even know when he's coming back.

"I bet he's gonna be so disappointed if he doesn't see any improvements--" As you gather your thoughts and pick up your newly laundry track pants a knock interrupted you followed by a familiar voice.

"Hey, Y/N." It was Megumi, knocking patiently.

"Girl you better hurry up," Of course it was the energetic Nobara who was the opposite of Megumi.

"Calm down, she's probably asleep." The raven-haired male shushed her down.

"Hey Y/N do you wanna come with us? We're going to eat outside, probably just rest for today." Itadori's cheerful voice never fails to make you smile. "The seniors are also coming with us,"

As much as you wanted to join them with their fun, you have to sacrifice this day for you to at least improve on your field. It was awfully painful to not be with them but you have to satisfy him.

Am I doing this for myself or for his satisfaction? You questioned yourself. I'm actually doing this for myself, to improve. Nothing more. To improve, learn, be strong, and show my capabilities.

"I'm sorry guys I'm a bit dizzy as of the moment, I'll try to catch up with you later." You faked a weak voice and groaning. "You guys have fun,"

"Are okay? Do you need some medicine?" Nobara started to knock the door slowly. "Is it the time of the month again?"

"What time of the month?" You heard Itadori's wondering voice. He's probably scratching his head and looking at Megumi with a clueless look while Megumi on the other hand, simply sighed. Megumi has a step sister, quite the same age as him and they have been living together. Hence, he's aware of what Nobara meant. He feels a bit embarrassed to say it to Itadori so he just looked away and pretended he doesn't know a thing.

"N-no, I think it's just a headache." You lied, once again. "A sleep or a nap will do,"

"Okay then, you better call us if you need anything or something happens. I'll deadass whoop your ass and I'm not lying!" Nobara raised her tone and later on pursed her lips. "Holy shit I shouldn't be mad, it's not healthy for the skin!"

"Just tell us, Y/N. If you need food or anything, leave a us a call or message us." Itadori started to walk. "Take care, Y/N! I hope you get well soon," Megumi followed Yuuji so as Nobara. Their small talks slowly fading as they passed and went out.

You waited until minutes have already passed, sure enough that they were outside the institution. You quickly got out of your room and rushed towards the area where the students would usually practice.

You started off with a short exercise beforehand and proceeding to your task, not letting loose of your objective: become stronger.

While you kept yourself busy under the heat of the sun, the white-haired mentor was bored and it showed unto his actions.

"Gojo, can't you sit properly?" Utahime's irritated voice made Gojo smile. It was pretty obvious that they were sitting stupid and just listen as to what they are told for a couple of times already. "Keep your legs off the table!"

"Come on Hime-chan, it's quite boring. Can't you tell? Even Mei Mei herself feels sleepy with this random bullshit meeting," his lips pursed while he pointed out at Mei Mei who simply rested her chin on the back of her palm while her eyes were closed.

"Do not drag me to your random bullshit, Gojo."

"You're no fun anyway,"

Gojo snickered while he tried annoying the two ladies to kill sometime. Honestly speaking, he would have preferred roaming around the city of Kyoto and buy-- or should I say hoard-- random stuff he sees than sit here. He would have loved spending his time watching his students achieve and get stronger every single day. And speaking of students, it was not strange that it was YOU whom Gojo thought at first.

Gojo leaned on his chair comfortably as he tried to get rid of the thought of you.

Christ, does this woman know when not to show up? Gojo thought. To him, it was impossible to get rid of the sudden thought of you. He avoided the things that would have reminded him of you because as we know, he would have teleported from Kyoto to the institution in Tokyo just to see you. Distracting himself, he stood up and decided to go outside of the meeting room wherein that crappy meeting was held.

"Oi, Satoru you're not allowed to go yet! Dumbass idiot come back here!" Utahime raised her voice with an agitated tone. She stood up and steam was coming out from her ears. "Hey! Stupid!"

"Leave him be, Utahime. That man is a pain in the ass,"

Gojo left the room. There was no need of his presence, they don't need to halt the meeting just because he wasn't around.

"Fucking hell." Gojo murmurs. There was this big urge of him to just see you. It was so strong that he himself was sure that could just close his eyes and right away, he's in the place you were and it was something he would do. Right now.

He was already speculating as to where might you be. He didn't want to just appear so sudden however he wanted to surprise you. Probably if you were with the team, he would also surprise them. Sliding his long slender fingers into his left pocket, he picked up his phone, opened it and went through his contacts. Scrolling through the names and finding Megumi's cellphone number.

I want to see her.

Fucking stop. What are you doing to me?

Fuck.

He immediately went to the corner and dialed Megumi.

"Come on, answer." He whispered. He wasn't sure what he was even doing but he wanted to know what were you guys doing and not long, the student answered his call.

"Hello." Megumi greeted with a monotone voice.

"Yooo Megu-chan~" Gojo on the other hand greeted him the polar opposite of what Megumi greeted him. "Why so cold? Someone pissed you off?"

"Tsk, what is it Gojo-sensei?"

Gojo liked how Megumi is straight up sometimes. Gojo smiled and let his back rest unto the cold wall. "See, I called you to know about your progress while I'm here in Kyoto. How's it?"

"We're doing fine, we've been practicing for the past few days since you were gone. We're doing good without you." Megumi joked but kept his monotone voice.

"Megu-chan it hurts you know," Gojo faked a sob before snickering. "And?"

"We're out today with our seniors. We decided to have a small get together and rest. Y/N isn't with us, she said she's sick. She told us she'll be resting."

"Oh," hearing you sick made him frown. "Alright, take care. Just be prepared because I'll be coming anytime." He did a smug face before Megumi decided to end the call.

He couldn't stop thinking of you getting sick. It was just so sudden. He sure was updated with the current weather and the forecast as well. Maybe you overworked? He knows you too damn well you'd either overwork yourself out or be a lazy princess who hasn't started any progress yet. Still wandering what caused you to be sick, he used his ability to teleport to where he desires. He was at first unsure where it is but he teleported to the near dormitories of the students. Slowly, he started to walk towards your room.

He wondered if you were there, sleeping peacefully while you tried to recover whatever you were feeling. He knocked once. No answer. He knocked twice. Still no answer. Finally knocking thrice yet still no answer.

"She must be asleep then huh? At least she's resting." But knew he could have just teleported inside your room but he respected you. He wouldn't want you to see him as disrespectful mentor. No, he wouldn't risk it because he knew he wanted you close he is trying to be careful but wanted to bend some rules. It was a dangerous act but he knows what he wants and he will get a hold of it.

Little did he know you were at the quadrangle area, practicing your skills that you failed to improve while your mentor was gone. It was frustrating at your part and you did blame yourself from slacking off. You've only started a while yet felt tired.

"What's wrong with me?" You mumbled as you sat down on the grass, trying to catch your breath.

And then suddenly, your thoughts on him creeps inside your head.

Not again. You thought. But since you were resting, you let it slowly eat your thoughts up. It was embarrassing to be honest, so fazed when you’re thinking about this mentor simply seducing you. You're in a public space, thinking not-so-holy acts and trying to keep up with a stern face.

But you're alone.

So? what if I'm alone?

Let yourself dwell with the thoughts, idiot.

But we can do that in my room.

Your room is far. Bitch stop yapping and just get lost to it.

You could already hear your inner self scream at you. But it's true. You let yourself drown into the thought of him again. You wonder what he's been doing in Kyoto by now. He's probably pissing off others for his own gain.

Does he think about me?

Of course, he does. He always did and it wasn’t the holiest.

Your let yourself lay flat on the ground and close your eyes. Come to think of it, you're basically so touch starved you don't even realize it. You just long for it, you want that touch. A touch so sensual you'll get lost. You know your wants and needs but what about the deepest needs? The hunger that you keep hidden.

You know it yourself. You want the reward and you want to have a reward beyond the REWARD. Whilst thinking about it, you pressed your legs together. Your hand slowly going to the strap of your sports bra and fix it.

This is gonna be a long day.

The mentor on the other hand, thought about just letting you sleep and just surprise his students whom he hasn't spent the time with for a couple of days. And oh no, he hasn't forgot about the reward. How could he not forget? He only wanted to give you that reward, not to them. He was excited to see both the progress of his students and your progress alone. The male decided to spend his day at the quadrangle area where he mostly spent time with his students. He liked the area whether it was full with students or just the empty and the stillness of nature.

When the male arrived at the area he wanted to be, it almost choked him when he saw the familiar person who was laying down the grass.

Y/N? No, she’s sick. Can’t be.

He lowered his sunglasses and looked again.

Fuck. It is her.

No wonder you weren't hearing his knocks is because you were here, laying down. He wasn't even sure what on earth you were doing but seeing you just lay there made him weak.

It's back again. This fucking feeling. Burning red. Scorching desire. So so oh so fucking sinful.

Get a fucking hold of yourself, check her out. Gojo scolded himself and it wasn't long when the teacher approached you. Like a hunter, observing its prey from a far then slowly approaching it. And then he was there, just a few feet away from you. Then there was something he noticed...

And just when they said she’s sick.

You were so busy of thinking about it. Him simply taking over you, your body, senses, and everything about you. You wanted him to give you that reward but you doubt he'd give it to you. You were being a lazy student and he wasn't the type to be easily persuaded.

Just the sight of you pressing your legs together was enough shit for Gojo to speak up.

At least I get to fuck him in my head. You thought. The desire to touch yourself in a public space was so horrifying and absolutely embarrassing. Not only that, it was dangerous.

"Hmm, what's this?" Gojo let both of his hands into his pockets and spoke in soft yet teasing manner. "Enjoying your rest much?"

Holy fucking shit. That voice. You knew it was him. It was him. He's here and you're lying on the grass like that? But you felt a bit drunk from the thought and decided to stay like that.

"Sensei..." You slowly tilted your head to face him. Flushed cheeks and ear, and lips cherry red. "... I'm sorry for slacking off,"

Gojo smiled, lowering his glasses to gaze at you.

"And what was the reason you were slacking off?"

I am ready to pass away. I am so sorry Nobara, Yuji, and Megumi. To my Seniors as well, I am very sorry for immediately disappearing because I was being a lazy bitch. Your inner self already seems to be ready at the sight of your own funeral.

Looking away, you didn't really want to tell this man you weren't putting effort on your mastery was because of thinking too much about his deal. "I... W-well I-"

Gojo seemed to be more and more amused as you try to hide away your flustered face. His smile slowly faded as his authority as a mentor took over him.

"Look at me Y/N." He said in a stern tone. "When you talk to me you face me."

Immediately you didn't even hesitate to turn around as soon as he spoke. You felt scared yet there was this another feeling rather than being scared. Weird.

"Megumi told me about their progress and they're proud as to their skills sharpening while I was gone. Yet here you are, only making efforts when I'm back I see?" He stood properly looking up directly to the sky. "Stand up."

And you did.

"Tell me, what were you doing these past few days while I was gone?"

"I was feeling sick-"

"Do not lie to me. You won't like it when I get mad, Y/N." It was getting intense. There was a brief silence between you and him. The wind was howling as it dragged a warm brush against your skin. "Tell me."

You didn't have a choice. Of course, the cliche line 'I would rather die than tell him what I was doing' kicked in but you didn't want to anger him. He wasn't the nicest when angered. All you had to do was to be an honest student. Isn't it easy? You just have to tell him you were distracted from what he said.

"I..." Heaving a sigh, you looked down and felt your cheeks heat up again. "...I was distracted."

"About?"

Was it about my reward? Wait, MY? of course it was about that darn reward of yours, asshole.

Gojo wondered but he didn't speak. He wished for you to speak up, maybe it was different from what he was expecting but it would be better to let your thoughts out to keep you focused.

"About-" just do it. Say it. You don't have to rationalize everything. He's your mentor and he's gonna help you. "It was about your reward,"

"Oh?"

So she was really thinking about it? Hmm, I wonder why?

"I keep thinking about it that I didn't realize that I was already leaving my responsibilities as well, I was curious, okay?" You looked at him with red cheeks. It will probably one of the most embarrassing moments in your life but who cares? It was just between you and your dear mentor.

Don't look at me like that. Fucks sake.

"I wanted to know what the reward was about. Is it a food? Perhaps a dinner treat with the four us?" Your words kept coming out and there's no way you would stop any moment unless he interrupts you with a question.

"You're getting worked up huh," Gojo leaned forward, enough for him to be at level of your ear. He blew a thin sir towards your right ear which of course, made so flustered and ticklish. Using both your palms, you pressed it against his shoulder trying to push him away but it was useless. Little did you know that you were already lured in his trap.

"You don't deserve the reward, doll."

"Yes." It was a surprising that you were so quick to answer. However, you knew that you didn't deserve it nor worthy of even receiving it. You lowered your head down and heaving a heavy sigh. Still there was a part of you that you were holding on to your hopes that he would just at least tell you what it was all about. "But would you mind to tell me what it is?"

Gojo stood there, rather than surprised, he actually was expecting this question to be asked. He knew you are an intelligent girl. He lowered his glasses, gazing at you from above. He couldn't help but to notice your round and plump mounds that your sports bra lovely hugged its form.

"Want me to show you it to you instead?" Your mentor walked behind you, lowered his torso until it was enough for him to rest his chin on your right shoulder. His actions made you stiff, it wasn't normal of him to do this hence it was new to you but it somehow felt that you want to indulge yourself more into this. Your body failed to rejected your orders to stay away from him.

"Wouldn't you want that?" It was a soft whisper, so alluring you swore that you felt like you're drunk.

"Please," it was the only word that you could've thought of.

And just like that, in a blink of an eye, you were already in your room. You were so pressed against his body that you we're not aware that you were already at your room. You knew he was capable of such, heck. He's Gojo motherfucking Satoru.

Sloppy and lustful kisses made you feel so dizzy. He pressed you hard against the cold wall of your room making you shiver from the sudden cold contact against your skin and a soft groan escaping from your mouth. His hands were roaming around your body, from skimming your arms to grabbing a palm full of your bouncy ass cheeks.

"Sensei-" You arched your back from the new sensation. Was this his reward? Surely it is. The tension between you two was overwhelming that it felt hot. "I feel hot, Sensei," you mewled, breaking the sloppy and messy kiss.

"Oh?" Gojo used his thumb to press it against your plump and wet lips.

The things you fucking do to me. He said to himself while he felt a delicious yet painful hardness between his legs. He's so turned on that it felt painful. Mentioning that you feel hot, he looked to his left to see your bathroom open. "Take off your shoes and be patient,"

Without hesitation, you quickly abide to him. By simply doing so, Gojo realized that you were so good and submissive to him. Both of your excitement and curiosity taking over wildly. After following his orders, he quickly pressed his soft lips against yours whilst guiding you towards the bathroom. As the both of you reached the small bathroom, the smell of your shampoo intoxicated him. He knew it was you, the sweet, innocent, but so fucking seductive scent that lingers around the bathroom.

It was getting sloppier and sloppier as time passed by. Gojo didn't even hesitate to press you against the cold wall again, his left knee parting both your legs, enough for him to tease your aching pussy against his muscular and toned legs. He then ran both of his large calloused palms to your ass cheeks giving it a nice grip making you whimper.

He was so thirsty getting a hold of you and now he's finally having it and he won't be so nice, considering this would be a PUNISHMENT.

"Oh please..." You broke off the kiss as you felt the friction on your clothed pussy against his thigh. "Please, please, please..."

Deliciously addicting, you helplessly held into his shoulder while your hips slowly grinded on his muscular and toned thighs. It was getting hot again and Gojo couldn't stand the heat either.

"Don't grind yourself like that with clothes on, strip." It was an order but you were so fucking busy grinding yourself like that. The white-haired mentor was impressed to see how of a thirsty slut you are.

"Doll, I said strip." Griping on your waist he stopped you from grinding, the frustration was evident on your face. "Have you forgotten? this isn't a reward. You disobeyed me again," and there, his hands ripped your sports bra like a paper and his fingers skimming through the waistband of your pants and the thin hem of your underwear as he dragged it down to your ankles, his body following the lowering of his hands. He left nothing.

You're now naked in front of him. Everything about you is to be praised and glorified, he thought. He loved everything about you from head to toe and he's willing to mark it as his. His. The sight of you like that drove him mad drunk.

"Toru, I feel hot..."

"Hmm? Yeah? My baby feels hot?" Pressing his lips against your soft things, he started to give it light kisses and little licks to stimulate you. The action made you whimper in pure pleasure. You hand gripping through his smooth platinum white hair as he left kisses unto it.

He kissing your thighs like it was one of the holiest things he had ever touched. He then left marks all over it, marking it as his, he might be an asshole but he surely loved the view of his mark on your thighs.

Soooo fucking hot.

"Toru please, 'm feeling hot," you dragged him to another sloppy kiss and then taking him to the shower where you turned on the shower. The cold water coming from it made you shiver. But it wasn't enough to make your knees weak as he broke the kiss just to take off his clothes that is soaked wet with the water.

It was a view that you felt another heartbeat coming from your aching cunt. Deliciously aching from the need of attention. You didn't want to rush either, you wanted to savor the moment of watching him undress. But the strong urge for you to be the one to take his pants off was evident the next thing you knew was you were possessed of the thought. The action you executed made the mentor grin.

You instantly knelt, ran your fingers to both his waistband and hem of his pants and slowly pulled it down. Your ass cheeks rested on the back of your ankles and your hands resting on both of your things, a submissive gesture that made Gojo let out a low and sexy chuckle.

His hard erection sprung out and revealed its long and thick cock. It was veiny, throbbing and a white yet thick fluid dropped from its tip. The sight itself was mesmerizing yet terrorizing you at the same time. The size was no joke and you wondered, This? This will fit me?

"So impatient, aren't we?" Gojo let out a low chuckle, resting his large calloused left palm on your hair and gently stroking it.

"Big..." You gulped once again. You didn't know where to start.

Should you I use my lips? Hands? My whole mouth?

"Yes, baby." Gojo cooed and continued to gently stroke your hair. "Go on, I'm not the nicest when I'm impatient." He looked down at you, admiring at the view of you being so innocent and startled.

So cute that I want to ruin her so fucking bad. Gojo smiled at the thought when suddenly your lovely lips gently pressed against his thick head, giving it small kisses. Gentle pecks roamed his tip and your hand slowly stroking his cock moving up and down.

Then comes the movement of your tongue. Teasing the tip with gentle flicks before you actually licked his length from his balls to his tip again. The ministrations of yours made Gojo so fucking fixated yet impatient at the same time. He wasn't going to be nice today, knowing that you disobeyed his orders.

"Open your mouth," he gave his order and raised your chin. You obeyed like a little kitten and widely opened your mouth. He was also grinning at you being so obedient. "How come your being an obedient little slut but can't do your simple task, hmm?"

He slowly slid his cock into your mouth, his right hand guiding his length and his other having a tight grip on your wet that is now soaking wet from the water coming out from the shower. Gladly, the water wasn't directly soaking you since Gojo's back was there to shield you from the running water. He pushed his dick even further until his fucking thick tip pressed itself against the back of your throat.

"Fuuuuckkk" Gojo moaned from the delicious feeling. It was so warm inside your mouth and it even added up to the pleasure when you groaned from the burning and painful sensation.

He didn't hesitate to push your head front and back with the use of both of his palms on the side of your head, your head guiding the movements of his painful ministrations. Your hand rested on both of his hands, trying to tell him to be gentle but he was too absorbed at your mouth like pussy. He started off with a slow and sensual pace and not long enough he let the pleasure get the best of him. He threw his head back and let out a guttural moan as he harshly pushed his cock in and out of your mouth.

"T-Toru!" You groaned, the actions he made was enough for you to squirm. You felt yourself dripping wet from it, wanting to be fucked so bad. Your other hand left his arm and dragged it towards your aching pulse, leaving light touches.

"What's this, already wanting for more?" He stopped from moving your head as he saw you lightly play with yourself and instead buried it deep to your throat. It made you squirm in pain yet the male felt the opposite. Your saliva was dripping out from your mouth as well as your tears. He liked how he felt when your warm mouth was around his cock, saliva wetting his cock as you choked on it.

Your touching were getting faster and faster yet Gojo won't let you cum with just that. He slowly pulled out his shaft from your warm mouth and stroked it. He raised your head let his hot cock rest unto your pretty face with a smile. "Get up, and go the lavatory sink."

You were still wobbly, still wanted to reach your high yet Gojo had other plans. With his help he raised you by holding your hand. Once you get a hold of yourself, he let you walk towards the lavatory. You weren't aware of what he was planning so you simply just turned around and faced him.

"Who said you were facing me?" He let his hand run through his soft hair before he let it rest on your waist. "Turn around, doll. Face the mirror."

You were so hesitant. You can't possibly be looking at your face while he fucked you so good. This is just too much. "Toru please,"

"Turn around, Y/N." It was final, you knew that coming from that tone he's giving you final orders. You slowly turned around, only to see your beet red face from the embarrassment and your hair slowly drying after it was exposed to water a while ago making it look like a mess.

It's even more embarrassing, heck, is embarrassing even the right word? Was it more shameful? Witnessing yourself like this? You closed your eyes, your arms supporting your weight as it rested unto the cold tiles of the lavatory sink that was mounted on the wall and lowered your head.

Goodness this is too much.

It was overwhelming that you wanted to complain that you didn't want to face this way not until a slight flick was felt against your entrance. It was sudden but you knew what it was and where is this going.

His left hand was on your waist, gripping. He wanted to see you beg for it again by teasing your dripping cunt with his head and lightly flicking it with his right hand. His lips were attacking your left shoulder blade and left small pecks until he reached for your neck. It left you so speechless that you were grinding your ass against his shaft.

"Toru please, please. Need so you bad,"

The way you called him was already driving him to destroy you. He just wanted to see you flustered as you beg for him to ram you up.

Just like how I imagined it. He recalled but he wanted to explore his creativity more. He positioned his cockhead into your small entrance and his right hand guided his cock to enter you. The feeling of his tip slowly being eaten by your pussy made him rest his forehead against your shoulder blade, slowly still sliding his thick dick inside you. He was already wanting your pussy to completely swallow him.

"Fuck yes, Toru" you whimpered from him by just entering your cunt. It was pulsing, big, thick, and long. And praise the heavens above, this dick was made for you. Once he finally got inside fully, he stayed there for a moment and letting your pussy juice wrap his cock.

He's growing and still throbbing from time to time. The way his cock did that you moaned from the sensation. As much as he wanted to move quickly as soon as he entered, he wanted for you to relax first and when he time finally came that he was ready to move, he started with a slow movement.

You felt each detail of his cock from his single slow movement. It was so fucking delicious you swore that you're already reaching your climax. He wanted to deliciously punish you by moving slow, letting you feel and beg for some more. God, the frustrations is so evident by the way you show it against your reflection.

"God, Gojo. Please just fuck me,"

"Shh," he didn't even hesitate to just bury it deep, his tip kissing your soft and warm womb. Looking forward to making your brain melt with this dick as soon as I ruin you.

The male gave a peck on your nape and slowly he started again with a slow pace. It lasted for a moment, goodness, he just wants to torment you but he couldn't be patient anymore. His hands were gripping on your waist now, leaving crescent marks on it and changed his pace into a fast one.

Deep and fast, Gojo was so sure that he was hitting your womb so deep and deliciously hitting that one spot that makes your whimper and scream his name. You weren't even paying attention to your surroundings anymore such as the mess on the floor, the shower still running, and both if your breaths fogging the mirror.

Some time ago you were just imagining it but now, he's buried deep inside your clamping pussy. The sound of skins slapping roughly at each deep and fast thrust and both of your moans and groans were music to Gojo's ears. He could feel each time your throbbed while he fucked you rough and creamed on his cock, forming a ring if white fluid on his girth.

"Toru please, I want more- Ahh!"

"You're quite enjoying your punishment, no? Fuck- stop tightening up-"

He was thrusting in and out vigorously. You never expected Gojo to be such a moaner yet you weren't even against it. His moans were so beautiful to hear, from the way he loudly moans to his soft groans heard directly to your right ear as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

The way he moved his hips, from rutting it to burying it deep and grinding it. It's immaculate that it made you arch your back every single time. You head was resting on his shoulders when he laced his hand on your soft right breast, roughly tugging and playing it.

And oh, he didn't stop there. After kneading on your soft mound, he ran his hand towards your clit. Your legs were parted a bit and a hollow feeling started to form inside you. His middle finger pressing your bead made you completely helpless. Your breath starting to hitch, chest rising and falling.

"Well will you look at that," Gojo teased, his finger still stimulating your swollen bead making you cream more. The tears on your eyes starts to swell up from the euphoric stimulation. Gojo looked so satisfied seeing you like that. So perfect. "Look at you, begging for more."

"Oh god, please Toru- Ahh!"

"Shit, you're wrapping me around so good,"

The image of you reflected on the mirror; eyes closed, brows cutely furrowing, cheeks beet red, mouth open as you moaned and drool dripping out.

So fucking beautiful. What a nice fucking reward to my fucking selfish self. Gojo almost heard his inner self scream at the view.

He knew you were gonna snap anytime, you were clenching and clamping your spongy walls on his dick. The way you held on to it and felt like you never wanted his dick to leave your insides.

He was already pussy drunk and he fucking loves it. Everything about it, he fucking loves it.

"'M gonna cum- Toru! Gonna cum!" you bite your lips, your insides wanted to snap already. Your breath hitch again as you get close to your high. You didn't even recognize your voice anymore, you sounded so fucking helpless.

"Yeah? My baby's gonna cum already?"

"Y-yes- Oh fuck! Toru!"

"Wanna cum together with me? Hmm?"

You couldn't respond to it and Gojo was already closing to his high. He decided to double the pace of his thrusting. Using his left hand, he took a nice grip on your nape and slowly let your torso lower down to the sink while his left hand raised your left leg until it rested on the sink, him having more access to your abused cunt.

"Shit, I'm gonna cum." Gojo didn't know if it was your safe day or not or you were using birth control pills but he had the strong urge to just breed you. "I want to cum inside- fuck it- I'm going to cum inside you, stir you up, and fill you up."

It didn't matter to you. You were already closing. It didn't matter if you were being a slut for his cum or being selfish, you just want to release and be full.

"N-need so bad, Toru. Need you to fill me up so so bad." You whimpered helplessly. "'M cumming- Fuck!"

And one final thrust, Gojo held unto your waist and thrusted and spilled his hot, sticky, and thick seed inside your womb. He had been wanting this and he's gonna pour every last drop of his semen inside your aching womb.

As he spilled his hot stuff inside your hips quivered at every rope of seed you felt being stuffed you full inside. Sure, some other things might satisfy you but him stuffing you up was the satisfaction you've been looking for.

"What a mess," Gojo cooed you when his cock slowly left your abused pussy. The mixture of your juice and his cum dripping out of your pussy made the mentor smiled. “My fucking mess.”

After cleaning out the mess, he carried you to your bed and gently laid you. You were still weak and dizzy from the euphoric experience when he suddenly raised both of your legs and let it rest on his right shoulder, his cock positioning again on your entrance. You tried to fight back his actions by wiggling your legs out but he has a strong grip on your thighs making you unable to be free from his grasp.

"You really think we're done?" He chuckled, his beautiful blue eyes staring at you as he slowly entered you pussy. He could still feel your sloppy insides, his cum and your juices still warming and wrapping his hard cock. He was fully inside you again, staying like that for a moment.

You too, was cock drunk that you were just mumbling and moaning nonsense. He hugged on your thighs as he buried himself deep again. He felt powerful when he's inside you and he will never get tired of ramming your pussy up.

"I never thought that you'd be eavesdropping us like that, huh?" He spoke while his devilish grin grew wider.

"For a man like you, I know you would have just walked away and pretended you didn't hear anything." He paused but then slowly grinded his hips.

"But here you are, Nanami."

He started to move roughly and pounded on your beaten pussy.

"Won't you come inside, it's a bit fun here."

The blonde male clenched his jaw as he heard your moans and the teasing of the platinum haired mentor as he made your pussy sing again.

"Asshole." Nanami sighed and slowly opened the door.

[sixeyesgojo]

vacation time!!

Summary:  What’s their idea of a perfect vacation?

Pairing: Team Gojo + you/reader, Ryomen Sukuna

Word count: -

Content warning: mild manga spoilers for Gojo & Megumi (at that time at least)

A/N: crossposted from AO3

Gojo Satoru

I'm gonna go ahead and say it: this man is someone who really, really enjoys the beach

he gets to be super carefree and just do things he enjoys

hmagine him running around the beach in his swim trunks and sunglasses, hair down, just grinning and smiling and all happy. We would love to see that

would by no means go alone, will most likely go with Shoko and his s/o

might get a little lost in thought, reminiscing about old times but that's quickly forgotten... hopefully

will definitely give Shoko and/or his s/o a good shove into the water

like, they don't just slightly trip, they faceplant

he'd laugh his ass off and clutch his stomach

he's a big child after all

will definitely start a water splashing war too

he outswims the others since he's a fast one and has tons of stamina

he would also be able to just float on his back??? How does he do that, I could never

doesn't bring beverages (his s/o does), brings a ton of icecream instead

Gojo will certainly attract a lot of attention

I'm not sure if he'd turn heads because he's good-looking af or because he's such a baby

Itadori Yuji

I feel like Yuuji doesn't have a place he loves the most for vacation

but if he had to pick one, he would also pick the beach

or wherever he used to go to with his grandpa

he also enjoys hiking to the top of mountains though

you could literally just blindfold him and drag him somewhere and he would enjoy it so much, literally beaming

fml, he is precious

Yuuji would definitely go on vacation with friends from his old school + his s/o

he thinks: the more the merrier and he has not seen his old friends for a long time

just wants to have a good time before harsh missions await him again

brings a ball along because he might wanna play dodgeball or something

now that I think about it, I think he enjoys camping a lot

being under the stars, a campfire burning bright in their middle, maybe even singing songs

he loves that feeling of togetherness, it just makes him feel better in an instant

he wouldn't let his fun get taken away, even if a curse decides to show up

Fushiguro Megumi

for some reason I have the feeling that Megumi is more of a stay-at-home dude

if he went anywhere, it would not be as 'fancy' as the beach or anything

vacation = being able to relax (at home), finally being able to take his mind off of some shitty stuff that has been burdening him

he'd stay in his bed most of the time and maybe read a book, play games or watch TV

occasionally he will go outside to just chill on a meadow, lie down, close his eyes and just inhale, exhale

might doze off or not, he never knows

would more likely spend it alone than with someone

if he was to spend it with someone, he would spend it as quality time with his s/o... or with his sister... or both

Megumi would still educate himself on the world of Jujutsu (because you never stop learning) or might even train because he thinks he's powerless

someone come and hug this baby please

he deserves a 3 hour long hug

but don't worry, if he gets into one of these moods where he thinks he's not enough, his s/o will come and cheer him up, take it off his mind because he is amazing

movie night(s)!!!

or game nights?

Kugisaki Nobara

now this girl spoils herself more than Gojo does

this girl is able to enjoy herself alone or with people and by people I mean her s/o or even Maki

she will go to all the places she has always wanted to visit

namely Tokyo (yeah she lives there now but I'm sure she hasn't explored much of it), Kyoto, Osaka, Nagoya, Fukuoka, etc.

safe to say that she will go shopping, visits to theme parks or fairgrounds, festivals or whatever, you name it

Sightseeing: Nobara is one of those who takes aesthetic pictures of herself posing in front of something and uploading it to the Jujutsu Kaisen equivalent of Instagram, Jujugram

will try all the different foods, food pictures

her s/o is the one taking cute pictures of her

if the picture doesn't come out right? re-do it.

suddenly the idea of her going to a concert popped into my head, so here I am, presenting this idea as well

since she's a woman of culture, i can sort of picturing her go to historic monuments too

she will go to a beauty salon she has heard a lot of

gets a manicure and pedicure since she wasn't able to do so for a long time because she was busy busy

ah yes, massages too

is veryyyy giddy with pleasure

Ryomen Sukuna

a bloodbath tbh

period

[amesstm]

ALERT: JJK movie 0 review!

NO SPOILERS (hopefully)

- loved the animation! There were some parts where I gasped from the literal BEAUTY

- Gojo’s eyes never disappoint - ever. This is a minute detail but I think that they’ve gotten better at animating his hair. And y’all, his lips… and his jaw… okay moving on

- there were some additions for Geto and Gojo’s backstory and their relationship. If they showed more of this, we would understand the story through the villains’ side of the story. I love feel conflicted; the morally grey areas are a beautiful twist in the story. I just wanna know why two of the hottest characters ain’t besties anymore 😔 The ending between Geto and Gojo should’ve been expanded upon since we already know what happens in the first season. Gimme the DEETS.

- great look into Yuuta and his character - love him, he’s a cute, hardworking boi. I can’t wait to see him more often and what role he plays in the rest of the series. Another thing: it’s great to see the similarities between him and Yuji - reaffirms the idea that Yuji is on his way to being a very powerful character.

- Maki has more of a spotlight and I LOVE IT. She is a queen who slays. Periodt. Ngl, the fight scene she was in got me questioning my sexuality. I love the exposure of her and her relationship with her family. The small pieces we’re given fleshes her out and makes her all the more lovable.

- Panda is so cute, definitely Lock Screen-worthy moments to be found.

- Inumaki’s hair looks so fluffy omggg but he is so deadly - love his curse usage in this film! And if you listen to the sub, you absolutely must appreciate the voice actor Koki Uchiyama for his brilliant work. There are less sound effects in the movie from what I remember in the anime, so you really hear that guttural, subtle growl in his curse speech. It gave me legitimate chills from his performance.

- I think this was great for some characters’ development, but not the rest

- There were definitely fan service moments that weren’t necessary. I’m sorry. I love Nanami as much as anyone else but he didn’t need to be in the movie 💀 My babies from Kyoto were given a bit of screen time. But again, they didn’t serve a larger purpose. Definitely thought that the screen time could’ve been used for the other central characters in the story

- I wish there were more domain expansions :((( we only got one and it was a bit small imo. It seemed like they completely forgot domain expansions were an option

- there was a foreign curse user! I thought it was really cool but if they were going to introduce him, I wish that it was in the tv show rather than the movie so we could fully understand his backstory. I definitely think that he deserves one since he was a pretty cool character - ESPECIALLY since we rarely if ever see the anime world take place beyond Japan

- Overall: 8/10

[wickedgamesoyaoya]

hi sexc😈😈 may i request fluff/comedy & 9 w osamu, it can be written or smau whichever is easiest for you😝. ty jan ilyyyyy

When the doorbell rang twenty minutes later, your adrenaline spiked to unnatural levels, increasing the smoky haze that hovered over you. Since Osamu had declared his emergency, your mind struggled to comprehend the situation. How could you possibly conjure a solution when your brain refused to accept that your idiotic friend was now a toddler. A piece of you hoped that the Miya twins were merely pranking you – photoshop could work wonders after-all. However, any suspicions of the authenticity of the photo were eliminated the second your eyes landed upon the child held against your boyfriend’s chest.

Once he recognized you, Baby Atsumu broke into a smile and extended his little arms out for you. And the swirl of emotions eating away at your sanity were no match for the adorable child that was now staring at you. Without a second thought, you accepted him into your embrace, before squishing his face against yours.

“This is so crazy but oh my god he is so cute.” After permitting Osamu access to the apartment, you swayed with Atsumu, keeping him close. Sure, there were many problems that would need to be addressed now that a nineteen-year-old was transformed into a three-year-old. But for the next few minutes you deserved to just enjoy the company of the sweet baby.

Your boyfriend however did not share the sentiment. His eyelids were slightly narrowed as he took a seat on your couch.

“Don’t glare at me when this is your fault, ‘Samu.” The childish behaviour exhibited by the grey-haired twin was responded to with a disapproving tisk.

“Then stop cuddling with my brother.” His grey irises were dead locked on his brother’s movements, particularly how his fingers explored your face with interest.

“Quit the jealousy act. He’s a baby!” You shook your head, exhaling the retort with a gentle laugh. He could not seriously be upset by this.  

“That is a grown man.” Not sharing your enjoyment with the circumstances, Osamu brushed through his dyed strands in frustration. “I say we give him to my mom. She always says she misses when we were kids.”

“That’s your solution?” Rolling your eyes, you brought Atsumu to rest against your chest, lightly caressing his back. “You know, if he stays small like this you won’t have your best friend. You’re going to miss him.”

“Am not.” Accompanying the refusal dripping from his lips was a nonchalant shrug. But it was quite obvious that he was lying, and so you decided to push him on the subject.

“You will. That’s probably why this happened. You don’t appreciate him enough, ‘Samu.” As you raised your eyebrow, suggesting that he accept responsibility for the situation, Osamu elected to continue his denial.

“What is there to appreciate?”

Inhaling a deep breath, a growl was swallowed for the sake of the baby cuddled against you. “Okay. I’m going to enjoy the cuteness that is your brother, and you are going to reflect on your relationship with him. When you’re ready to say something nice to him, you can come see us in the other room.”

For the thirty minutes that followed your dramatic exit from the living room, Osamu was engaged in a staring battle with the ceiling. Occasionally he would shift on the couch and expel a low huff in frustration. The sound of laughter that resonated from the other room only increased his annoyance with the situation. He knew the solution was conveniently provided to him with a neat bow, but his stubbornness served as a barrier to accepting said solution.

The conversation that led the Miya Twins to squabble this time… was complicated. Osamu had notified his brother that he was planning on opening his restaurant in Kyoto, rather than Tokyo as originally planned. Atsumu reacted poorly and began listing the numerous reasons why the business would fail if the establishment was moved to Kyoto. Instead of responding to his complaints, Osamu dismissed the critiques with harsher words.

Puffing out his cheeks, the grey-haired twin lifted his weight from the couch before stretching his back. If he informed you about the substance of the fight what would you say? Probably that he could have responded better, and how his relationship with Atsumu while complicated, was filled with love.

Locking his gaze onto the door separating the two rooms, he inhaled a breath of courage then took a step forward.

Maybe he was being a bit too harsh. Maybe.

When he entered the room, he found you contorting your features in silly expressions to satisfy the child. Once your warm irises traveled to his, curiosity flickered to life.

“Look ‘tsumu, your big brother has finally learned his lesson.”

Osamu twitched at the comment, jutting out his bottom lip into a pout.

“Whatever.”

“Well, I know we’re excited to hear what you have to say.” Crossing your legs, you brought Atsumu onto your lap, before resting your hands onto his small ones. The soon to be cook joined you on the bed, his attention fixing onto the smiling blonde who was seconds from becoming restless.

“‘Tsumu. I’m sorry.” Issuing an apology to a baby was strange, he was unsure whether his brother could even understand what was being vocalized. Nevertheless, he continued. “I guess you were probably upset hearing that I would be leaving Tokyo.” But the mention of leaving brought tears to form at Baby Atsumu’s waterline, along with a whimper to sound in his throat. “He’s crying. What… y/n, help me.” Alarm immediately washed over Osamu’s features – how the hell would he stop his brother from crying?

“Just keep going!” You had known that the proposed change in location would result in a feud between the brothers, but you did not know that was the source of their argument today. “If you want to break the curse, be honest about your feelings.”

Osamu reluctantly grunted to illustrate his understanding. 

“I know you don’t want me to go, but it won’t change a lot. We’re still going to be twins, dumb – nut.” The sharp death glare that you administered forced him to refrain from cursing, and the fact it remained intact even as he adjusted himself meant you expected more from him. And unfortunately, he knew exactly what you were advocating for. “… What I’m tryna say is that … I love you and appreciate you.” Osamu immediately ripped his gaze away, with a light blush colouring his neck.

The silence that followed his admissions was abruptly ruined when Atsumu returned to his regular size. The adult male was now sat on your lap, crushing your legs in the process, a fact noticed a bit too late by your boyfriend.

“‘SAMU. I LOVE YOU TOO.” The blonde pounced onto his brother, drawing him into a tight embrace as laughter filled your lungs.

While Osamu was issuing you a glare, it was quite clear that he was relieved to have his brother back. Further, when you mouthed “I love you” to the male, you were met with a faint smile rather than a grimace.

That was the thing about dating a Miya twin, if you loved one, you had to accept the other. 

A/N: SO Pheebz dipped without a bye but I thought I’d still post this ;-; I HOPE YOU COME BACK WOMAN. also everyone else, pls enjoy!! 

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[mikimagines]

sigh.. ready to sob everyone??? Or just feel hurt hahaha me too 💔

Sdr2 boys with an s/o who gets killed in the killing game.

All feelings were hurt in this imagine

Hajime Hinata

it was an promise.

An promise that he would protect you no matter what happened and survive this nightmare together.

before the day you got killed you and hajime were talking on were you both wanted to go when you escaped this island.

You said you wanted to go Kyoto and go look at the beautiful shrines and the city with him.

it was an beautiful moment.

Then you went on you way back to your cottage.

Unaware of the person following you.

The next day as he went to the daily meetings at the beach house

You weren’t there.

Mahiru was going out to get you until he and the rest heard her screaming.

Oh nonononononononononono

Please god no

not you please

Oh

but.. there is never hope on this island enough..

He looked at your dead body.

it was near the wall were your blood was at, you looked so scared..

while he was sleeping peacefully you were afraid, dying..

and it was all his fault.

If only he haven’t left you or asked you to stay a little longer.

if only.

...

He was going to find YOUR killer.

No

Matter

What.

Nagito Komenda

he really never thought you were going to be an stepping stone for hope.

never ever thought it was going to be you.

But it happened.

Your body was found in the dinner.

somebody wanted to escape so badly

That they stabbed every single pounce of your body. For what.

Nagito laughed with an devilish grin.

But also tears flooding on his face.

“Wow a-another stepping stone for help, hahaha-“

Somehow everybody looked at sadness for him.

Sure he was.. crazy.

But you loved him no matter what.

You stayed with him no matter what.

You always bonk him when he calls himself trash and tells him that his not and he’s perfect, beautiful, and amazing..

so somehow everybody looked it in sympathetic ways.

You didn’t deserve this.

He deserves to be killed.

Due to his luck he found out the killer.

Which if I had to say.. was something.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu

Him and peko were walking around looking for you.

well actually everyone was.

You wasn’t in your cottages anywhere else.

then he remembered from yesterday.

“Fuyu! I’m going to the beach house and grab us some drinks!”

“Stay safe, you don’t know if somebody would attack you”

“Oh fuyu! I’ll be fine... hopefully.”

if only if he asked peko to look out.

But he trusts you that you were going to be ok.

There’s no way your dead-

Then he found your body in the beach house.

he screamed to gain the attention of peko and the others.

which when they all came they saw you dead on the floor.

It looks like you got throat slit which killed you instantly in fear.

”Alright which one of you fuckers did this shit”

he couldn’t cry where everyone can see him so he cried when at your body since everybody left to go to the class trial.

which he was fired up to find out your killer.

When hajime found out your killer

He ALMOST became the blackened since he almost murdered them without peko and hajime holding him back.

he really does wish he was with you.

Or stopped you.

But he’s going to move on..

for you.

Kazuichi Soda

one day he was regularly talking (simping) about Sonia

then the next day he was stuck to you.

(Sonia was actually happy that he moved on)

anyways you guys started dating

he was really actually super happy with the days spent with you.

like an small baby duck following you

soon enough you went outside as usual to see your mailbox glowing-

which leads you too your death.

Kazu was on his way to get some coconuts from that coconut tree.

then when he got to the beach he found your body.

and screamed-

“SOMEBODY HELP ME”

he was shaking your dead body while somebody came, which was peko who went to get the others.

then the body discovery went off as he still shakes your dead body and yelling at you to wake up.

but you never did

Gundham Tanaka

you don’t know how you end up like this.

as you were under the table looking for the knife.

then soon you felt an small thing stabbing you.

oh how it hurts...

then you fell into deep sleep... but forever

(well when the simulation was over with for good)

when the lights came back cham-p and hajime found your body...

oh.

everyone was in shock.

somebody killed someone as sweet and kind as you?

the dark deva’s sense his sadness and cuddled him.

trying to make him feel better.

but it worked at little bit but nobody saw him like this.

never.

he really wishes his power was strong enough to stop it.

he really does.

Nekomaru Nidai

even if hes strong enough to protect you.

he really couldn’t.

the thought of your death was unthinkable.

because, he would protect you.

but...

your body was found.

and he could do anything about it, but he couldn’t now.

because your gone.

and he had failed you when you needed it the most.

your final moments.

Byakuya Twogami

when seeing an dead body.

the normal byakuya would just look away and scoffed.

but since then he’s not byakuya togami.

he’s just the imposter.

the ultimate imposter.

when they found your body he really needs to keep his strength up since he’s the leader, right?

he’s not going to break down in front of everyone, that can show his weaknesses as an leader.

but oh how he dreads on how your final moments are.

he really does.

even when he told you the truth, you still loved him no matter what.

you truly did love him.

you truly did...

Teruteru Hanamura

it was an mistake.

an mistake I tell you.

he really thought he killed nagito.

but instead.

he got to you instead.

you just wanted to protect everyone.

he wanted to protect everyone from nagito

but he killed you.

HE KILLED YOU

oh the regret he had when he saw your x-marked spot

and the regret he felt when he didn’t know what happened to his mom, the diner, and especially.

that he killed you.

as his final moments were.

I’m in painnnnn

[goddessofchaosleo]

Racer girl

College AU, 18+ 

Warning: mentions of alcohol use, unprotected sex, fluff 

Genre: fluff, smut

WC: 3,3k

Big thanks to my beta readers @karasimpno​, @mrs-kuroojinguji​ and @ceo-of-daichi​ for giving me priceless feedback and helping me make this better!! <3

Coming to study English lit at college wasn’t fun. You loved reading and what you studied but it wasn’t where your passions lie. Racing. The opportunity came about one day when all of your friends dragged you to a race. A popular guy from your university, Oikawa Toru was racing and everyone wanted to watch him win, you weren’t as excited but you wanted to get in on the scene too so you went with your beautifully modified car and got yourself a race.

After wining race after race that night you earned a reputation of Baby Girl Driver given to you by no other than the Great King of Tokyo racing scene. Ever since then you got challenged and rose up the ranks until you were the Queen of Tokyo races.

You maintained your grades and studied what you loved but something was missing or rather someone to make everything feel perfect. But meeting someone as passionate about something as you were about racing wasn’t easy at first. The guys in the racing scene wanted to be with you for the reputation you had, other guys from your course weren’t supportive of your racing and wanted you to stop so you figured looking for love there was hopeless but you were fine with it. You valued yourself too much to just break in search of a partner.

Yet love and passion came in a tall, dark and handsome volleyball player Iwaizumi Hajime. Having met through some mutual friends you easily kicked it off and were dating within a week. Weeks turned to months and in a blink of an eye two years went by in perfect happiness with the man who loved you as passionately as you deserved to be loved.

Iwaizumi Hajime understood your love and passion you had towards driving and racing. Was he thrilled that you took part in some not so legal races? Not really. Did he support you nevertheless? Absofuckinglutely.

You were there for every game of his, no matter how big or small and he was there to cheer on you when you had a race. Did he bet on his girl every time? Yes. Because he knew how skilled you were and because he believed in you.

But he worried about you every time too. No matter how many times you convinced him your car was more than safe he always feared the worst. What if someone was driving under influence? What if something unexpected happened? In those moments of doubt, not in you but the others around you he realized how much he loved you and how much he wanted you to come out of that car in one piece. That didn’t change even after two years of dating.

Tonight’s race was so much different than any other you had before. You were a favourite but there was a crazy underdog threatening to take your crown and knock you down. His words. A cocky Rooster-haired bastard from Kyoto who thought he could come to Tokyo and take over your territory. People in these circles were usually respectful to those who were winners and Kings and Queens of their territories but this dude was anything but that.

He started off by insulting your skills simply because you were a woman and then went on to challenge you to a one on one race. You took the challenge and you both bet your cars and titles on the race. One of the most important races was going to take place in a few hours and for the first time you were feeling nervous.

You weren’t nervous and insecure about your skill but about his way of driving. You only ever saw videos from his races and he was the worst type of driver. He was reckless and more often than not people got hurt and cars got destroyed. He didn’t care about any of it as long as he came out victorious.

Knowing how much Iwaizumi worried about your safety anyways you decided not to tell him about the man you’d be racing. It wouldn’t help and you couldn’t back out anyways.

Getting ready for a race night always went the same for you. You take a shower to refresh and get dressed. Ever since you started dating Iwaizumi you wore his jersey when you raced and tonight would be no different. Number 1 Iwaizumi proudly on your back, keeping you safe. You’d check your car over one more time, making sure everything was perfect before going to pick Iwaizumi up.

You rolled your windows down and enjoyed the fresh air on the way to his dorm. He insisted on coming even though he had an exhausting practice week behind him. He would never miss a race of yours and especially not one that you were challenged to.

The first thing you saw when you rolled up was your stud of a boyfriend staring at his phone in all black. From his sneakers and black jeans to a quite skin tight shirt and the black leather jacket you knew would end up on your shoulders at the end of the night. There or in the backseat of your car as you two made out.

“I’m here to pick up a snack of a man, Iwaizumi Hajime? Could you help me?��� You said with a chuckle as you gained the attention of your boyfriend.

“Ahh yeah yeah. He is waiting for a beautiful girl in a beast of a car to pick him up. Could that be you?” Iwaizumi said with a chuckle as he made his way to the car, getting in with a smile. He leaned in kissing your lips softly. “Good evening lovely.. You ready to win tonight?” He asked softly.

The kiss helped relax your nerves as usual, melting into Iwaizumis hands that cupped your small face. “When am I not my love? With you by my side I can do anything..” with a small smile you were on your way to the races.

Like most nights there were many people gathered around the improvised track as you rolled up to the car park area, but tonight there seemed to be hundreds of people more. Must be because everyone heard about the cocky challenger and Tokyo Queen racing tonight. This meant nothing to you. The only thing that mattered was doing a safe race and of course winning in the end. Too much was on the line and you couldn’t afford to lose tonight.

You got out the car taking Iwaizumi’s hand and heading over to some of your friends who also came to support you and to have your back no matter what. Your unwritten rule was that you didn’t have a drop of alcohol though. Under no circumstances would your performance be influenced by drinking or smoking. Hell you didn’t even have sex with Iwaizumi before your races because you knew that victory sex would feel so much better, plus it would give you something more to look forward to after the race.

The warm up races before yours went quite quickly. Too quickly for Iwaizumis liking as this meant your race was up next. He gave you a tight hug whispering sweet nothings in your ear and giving you a deep passionate kiss before escorting you to the car.

“Go win it love. I’ll be watching.” He said as he looked at you buckling up and getting ready to go.

“I always do Hajime. This will not be the time I lose..” you said before giving him a quick peck and settling in. A silent prayer ran through your head as you checked all the switches and your brakes. You weren’t religious but for some reason before every race you did a small prayer.

Unknowing to you Iwaizumi did the same. Even more he would light incense at the nearby temple and pray for your safety. The only thing that mattered to him.

He could see the guy who challenged you and he was exactly what you had described him to be. A cocky bastard by the name Kuroo Tetsuro who came in thinking he could have this territory and your crown with one race. What worried Iwaizumi was the can of beer he threw to the side, squishing it down. He was driving under influence.

Nothing was prohibited during Tokyo races. You could drink, smoke and do whatever you wanted. The only rule was no purposeful injuries of the other race participants. People who raced in Tokyo, in the races approved by the King and Queen though followed the unwritten rule of utmost respect to the other racer. No one drank until after the race and absolutely no one went in with the thought of destroying someone’s car or hurting anyone.

Iwaizumi feared though that this wasn’t the case with the underdog who came to beat his girlfriend. But it was too late for his fears as both drivers were revving the engines of their cars waiting for the stoplight to turn green and signal the start of the race.

With the starter gun going off and the light running green you were off. Pedal to the floor as you conquered the curves of the track you knew like the back of your hand. The underdog was hot on your tail though, getting closer and closer with each passing mile.

You were ready for anything but the swerve of his car into your lane had you shocked. This was a clear violation of the only rule in the race but you couldn’t let him take this and win. You stepped on the gas, trailing him as he got in the front.

The swerve of your car had Iwaizumi clutching the barricade harder than he already was, his knuckles turning white. What the hell was this guy doing? Had he went in just a bit more your car would have crashed into the building you two were passing by. His worst fears were coming true as you disappeared from his line of sight and he had to follow your car on the big screen that was set up on the wall.

You knew this race wouldn’t be easy but it just got much harder as it was obvious Kuroo didn’t care about your well being or this being a fair race. If your car was to swerve off the road and crash he wouldn’t care, he would take the win and his title without a care in the world. But you weren’t going to let that happen.

You were hot on his tail and knew there was only one place where you could pass him and get the win but it was the most dangerous curve of the track, one where you usually slowed down and still got the win and one where many lost control of their cars for going in too fast. But it was your only option and the only blind spot for the cameras.

You stepped on the gas, right behind Kuroo’s car before pulling the handbrake and drifting through the curve. He tried to get into you and slam you to the side but due to not knowing the track he swerved of the road slamming into the concrete barricade on the side.

You were about to step on the pedal but as you saw the fire and smoke coming up from his car you stopped and ran out of your car. You managed to pull him out as he wasn’t even buckled up and get him in your car. Some of the ash staining your cheeks and hands.

The loud crashing sound was heard at the starting line, smoke coming up from a part of the track and had everyone’s voices die down. Not a sound was heard as the people wondered what happened. The sudden silence was killing Iwaizumi who didn’t know what to make out of the sound. Did you crash? What was going on? Was someone going to call the ambulance? A million questions flooded his mind before he saw your car approaching the finish line.

He didn’t care about a thing as he ran to meet you as you exited the car with a soft smile on your face. There was some ash and dirt on your face but you looked unharmed, your car was also fine so why did you look like you got hurt?

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his chest tightly as he calmed down. You were fine and you were safe in his arms right now.

“Baby what happened there? I was terrified..” Iwaizumi said as he pulled away cupping your face in his hands.

“The bastard didn’t study the track. He went full speed at the Curve, trying to get past me but he crashed into the barrier.. ” you explained with a sigh as your hands came to rest on top of his. “I saw the smoke and the fire in the rear view mirror so I stopped, got him out of the car and came to the finish line. He is unconscious but alive..” you explained with a sigh.

You turned to the people who were gathering around the finish line and glared at the unconscious black haired male in your passenger seat. “Get him out of my car and to our hospital. The races are done and he is done in Tokyo..” you said as you took Iwaizumis hand. The people at the finish line nodded and quickly got Kuroo out of your car putting him in a different one to get him to a hospital. The crowd was quickly dispersing and soon you and Iwaizumi were the only ones left.

“Come on, let’s get out of here..” you said with a soft smile as you pulled Iwaizumi to your car. You drove off to a nearby hill overlooking the city before parking. You turned to Iwaizumi whose hand hadn’t left yours ever since you came out of the car after winning.

“I’m fine Hajime.. I promise.” You said with a soft sigh as you turned to your boyfriend. “I would never do anything reckless while in the car even if that meant losing a race. Nothing is more important to me than coming back to you..” you practically whispered as your forehead came to rest against his, your eyes looking into his as you spoke. “I love you Haji..” you whispered against his lips.

Iwaizumi breathed in your scent and relaxed. You were there with him. Safe and in one piece, telling him you loved him. “I love you baby. So much.. ” he said as he cupped your face. “I was so worried though. I heard the crash and saw the smoke but there was nothing. I thought I lost you..” he said softly, his usually confident and strong voice trembling as he held you.

You frowned slightly before placing a soft kiss to his lips. “I’m here Hajime. I’m here and I love you.. Let me show you how much.. ” you whispered as you crawled over to his lap.

Iwaizumi chuckled lightly as you straddled his lap but right now he just wanted to hold you in his arms and wouldn’t object to anything you said or did.

You slid your hands up his chest and neck before resting them on his face, cupping it with your small hands as you leaned in to kiss him. “I love you and I’ll always come back to you.” You whispered as you pulled away, your lower body slowly grinding against his as you felt his hands go from your thighs to your hips.

“I will always love you..” you said as your hands trailed down to the buckle of his pants. “I’m going to show you how much I love you baby. You are mine and I am yours Hajime..” you mumbled against his lips as your hands freed his cock. You quickly pulled your tights down, moving your panties to the side.

Iwaizumi was lost in your soft lips and words of assurance. He knew how much you loved him but hearing it over and over again would never get old to him. Saying you love him and that you would always come back to him had his heart fluttering like the first time you told him you loved him. He helped you take your shirt of admiring you beautiful and soft skin pressing against his as he took his own off before grabbing your face and kissing you passionately. “I love you so much YN. I will always love you.” He whispered as you slowly sunk down on his length.

“Fuck Hajime.. You’re filling me so well..” you groaned as you slowly made your way down his hard cock, your pussy stretching to take all of him in. The pain and pleasure mixed as always, the stretch burning in the most amazing way possible. No matter how many times the two of you had sex, he always felt too big and you always felt so full. Especially when you were riding him, then you could feel him in your tummy.

After a few moments you managed to slide all the way down, staying still as Iwaizumi stroked your hair softly letting you adjust to the feeling and go at your own pace.

“You are doing so good baby girl. Taking me so well.. Take your time baby..” he whispered in your ear as your hands rested on his shoulders, holding on for support as your breaths came out in soft puffs. 

“You’re so big Hajime.. Fuck..” you mumbled as you lifted your hips slightly before sliding back down and gasping at the feeling. The tip of his cock easily reached up to your cervix as you went down. The slight burning sensation from being stretched was so good it made your head fall back in pleasure. This granted Iwaizumi full access to your delicate neck and he wasted no time in attaching his lips to it.

You did your best to bounce on his cock but you were slowly beginning to lose yourself in the slow and rhythmic thrusts, your movements becoming sloppier and your mind starting to go blank from the pleasure. “Haji.. I.. please, I’m so close baby..” you mumbled as your head fell onto his shoulder.

“I’ve got you baby girl. I’ll take care of you..’ Iwaizumi whispered against your ear as he began to meet your hips and thrust up and into you, his hand sliding down to where your bodies joined where his fingers found your sensitive clit. His fingers began rubbing the ball of nerves just how you loved it and it was confirmed by the sharp gasp he got out of you.

"Haji it’s too much. I’m.. I’m gonna cum..” you cried out as your hands tugged on his hair, your lips brushing against his.

“Then cum baby girl. Cum all over my cock. Let me hear you scream because I love you so much baby..” he groaned as he sped up his thrusts and the quick motion of his fingers. 

The thrill on your face when you came out victorious was his second favourite look on you. The first being when you’re under him as he coaxed orgasm after orgasm out of you.

In a matter of moments you were coming undone around Iwaizumi’s cock, your pussy pulsating around him which only made him cum inside you. His cock twitching as he released his load.

Each other’s names and I love yous filled the car as you came down from your highs.

“I love you racer girl.. ” Iwaizumi said with a lazy smile.

“I love you, my ace..” YN responded.

The two of you sat like that for a while, away from the world, holding each other.

[shhhlikeme]

can I get hcs of kenma and tendou with a quiet and reserved S/O but she’s secretly really pervy? Nsfw maybe 👉👈 I love your writing!! (*^▽^*)

Thank youuu😘

You may! I‘m writing Kenma’s separately because my posts are too long so look out for pt. 2 later! Ps. Idk if it’s spelled ‘tendo’ or ‘Tendou’ so I might swap from time to time lol.

I literally love this one shot!

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Tendou Satori x “Timid Girl by Day: Naughty Girl by Night” S/O

(Slight NSFW)

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“I was in the chess club, too Y/N. State champ, 1984!” Exclaimed Tendou’s father loudly. His mother, who was sitting across from him at the restaurant dinner table beamed at him.

“She’s a keeper, Tendou. You better not do anything to lose her!” Satori’s mom reached over to hold onto your hand and you gave her a sweet smile, happy that you had won your boyfriends family over.

“I was state champ last year,” you mumbled to his family quietly and they practically gushed to death.

“How did our strange Tendou get you?” Questioned his mother rather rudely.

she shoulda kept that in the drafts

You shrugged, feeling the need to defend your love. “Tendou is the kindest, most gentle, honest boy I’ve ever met. I’m lucky to have him. Right, Ten?”

Your boyfriend Tendou had been staying out of yours and his parents conversation for the majority of the night, a little because his parents didn’t need any help in counting his faults but moreso because his girlfriend......had her foot pleasurably kneeding his crotch under the table. Very pleasurably, considering the man had a mild foot fetish. You were softly running the underside of your foot along his length that has hardened fully due to your ministrations. You used your foot to nudge his thighs apart and fondled his balls.

“Right, Ten?” You repeated.

Tendou looked at you across the table when you evilly invited him into the conversation, knowing that he wasn’t listening a damn.

“S-sorry w-what?” He pretended to cough quickly in order to cover his moan when you fondled his balls. You were literally going to make him cum and you haven’t even stuttered once when talking with his parents.

“Aren’t you listening?” His mother snapped.

“He never listens.” His dad muttered.

“Your parents were just saying how lucky you are to have me because of how quiet and reserved I am.” You gave him a sexy smirk and slowly grazed the length of his his member from top to bottom. Tendou had to increase the force of his coughing and look away because his eyes wanted to roll to the back of his head.

“Sweetheart, drink some water will you?” His mother waves the server over and points to the water pitcher.

“And Ten, I was telling your parents how you are the best boyfriend in the world because you......”

Tendou couldn’t listen to you when his thoughts were so consumed by lust. It wasn’t his fault that he hadn’t any more blood in his brain because it had all migrated south. He was so turned on by not only your movements, but the fact that everyone who knew you, including him, thought you’d be the last girl to be doing what you’re doing right now.

He fell in love with the shy girl in school—because you were so pretty and quiet and you spent all your lunches in the library like he used to do before Ushijima invited him to start joining him for lunch. You were very reserved, never choosing to roll your school skirt to make it shorter like all the other girls in school and Tendou saw that as endearing.

And you were nice to him. When he built up the courage to sit next to you and start a conversation, you were quiet but the nicest person he’s ever met..... Even though his personality should have scared you like it did everybody else.

you two started dating and you never changed from being mousy and reserved

That is.....until it came to anything sexual

Something intimate had only happened between you two once before and you had been interrupted by Tendou’s parents, but he caught a glimpse of your very strong naughty side

But even that brief moment was nothing compared to this

Touching him under the table while his parents were right there....this was one for the books

But what can you say? Your perversion came out like a bat of a hell when you saw Tendou so nervous introducing you to his family, looking so cute in his green tux. You’d never seen him so reserved but you knew it was because his parents weren’t his favourite people in the world. You don’t know why but seeing him like this made you want to make him orgasm, and he was rendered powerless to stop you

“Ten, are you not feeling okay honey? You haven’t been answering us.” You asked your redhead sweetly as you agonizingly-slowly removed your foot off of him and slipped it back in your flats. You gave him an innocent bat of your eyelashes.

Tendou held back his whine from your removal.

His parents asked Tendou if he needed to go see a doctor again due to his strange behaviour that he used to exhibit when he was young.

Satori only needed to see the doctor if they could give his gf a prescription of what to do with a bf’s serious case of blue balls.

Nevertheless, Ten tried to explain himself to his parents because the threat of seeing his childhood doctors was an absolute no.

“N-no I mean s-sorry! Y/N, parents, I-I’m fine, trust me—“

You interrupted him. “No, I don’t think you’re fine, Ten.”

“Yes I am—“

Irritated with him, you turned to grin at the older couple. “Mr. & Mrs. Tendō, your doctors are very unnecessary. I know just how to help your son,”

Tendou watched how you brought a glass to your lips after you spoke. You had asked the server for a straw earlier, which was pretty odd in a five star restaurant, but now Tendo knew why. With your eyes innocent and with his parents eyes on their son in worry, you took a sip of the water. Then, you slipped the straw further into your mouth suggestively. You circled your tongue around it for your boyfriend’s hungry eyes only. Tendou’s dick twitched under the table.

You rendered the sexy clown speechless momentarily. lets all applaud

“Son, I thought you got over that awful odd phase you’d been in because you got to Shiratorizawa....”

Your bf rushed to defend himself even though he barely heard his father. “Dad! I promise I have and that I’m fine! I don’t need any more help—“

“It’s nothing like that, Mr Tendo. But you do look like you’re a little under the weather, Ten. Maybe you need to leave early?” When your boyfriend’s eyes flicked back to you, you flicked the tip of your straw with your tongue— the same way you wanted to do to certain other tip.

How can your eyes remain so innocent as you do this?! Satori thought. Horny, annoyed with his parents, and confused, Tendou shook his head at his dad. “No! I’m okay, reall—“

You kicked him under the table. The idiot was not getting it! “No YOU’RE not, Ten. I think you’re feeling sick. With JUST a cold. And I think you need me to take you back to my house so I can nurse you back to health, correct?” You spoke slowly hoping your boy would finally get the gist.

Finally, that lightbulb turned on. 💡

Our cherryhead baby was like:

Bruh.

His eyes lighting up because the sexy redhead FINALLY understood your sexual innuendo, he nodded. His mind ran with thoughts of you and him in your bed: hopefully naked. Keeping up your impeccable sweeter than though charade that his parents ate right up, you turned to his parents. “I recently got my acceptance letter into the nursing program at Kyoto University.”

“What?!” Mrs. Tendō’s jaw dropped. She grabbed her husbands hand and squeezed it excitedly. “But that’s one of the top 2 Universities in Japan!”

You smiled, blushing shyly. Your boyfriend was shocked at how you are truthfully so insanely bashful and that it wasn’t an act with his parents. He couldn’t think about that for long though, because in that moment your foot unexpectedly grazed his erection again and it felt sooooooooooo good that he had to let out a strangled cough to cover his moan again.

You were happy with his reaction. “See, the poor thing is still coughing. Would you two mind if I took him home to help him? I promise he’ll be back to normal after.”

“Go ahead, chess champion, Kyoto U student!!!! Please keep our son and be a good influence on him!”

Satori couldn’t help but think, ‘Good influence?!’ As he bit back a moan of sexual frustration when you removed your foot again. He was embarrassed by how close he was.

“Great!” You smiled. “Let’s go, Ten sweetheart. The sooner we get home the sooner I can make you feel better.” You got up, straightening your humble dress and rounded the table so you were standing behind your sitting boyfriend. His parents began busying themselves with collecting their things.

From behind, you leaned over and whispered in your man’s ear,

“When we get to my house, I’m going to make you cum so hard that you’ll make a riddle about me, too.”

Your boyfriends eyes rolled back and his leg started tapping on its own like a dog wagging its tail.

Tendou’s parents were busy with the cheque.

“Our valet just pulled up so we are going to go now, but Thank you so much for joining us for dinner, Y/N.” finished his parents approvingly. “You are without a doubt the kindest, sweetest, most modest scholar we’ve ever met. And by some miracle you are dating our son! I hope you get out of that timid shell one day, Y/N, because you deserve all the praise.”

You blushed, giggling like a school girl as you hugged your boyfriend, just enough so that he could feel your boobs pressed to his back. He wagged his tail more.

“Thank you, Mr. & Mrs. Tendou. I promise that I shall work on my timidity and modesty.” On your son’s dick, that is, You thought to yourself, smirking because you were only a 10-minute drive to your house.

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Baby Kenma in part 2 later lol

[taste-in-music]

taste-in-music’s Year End Wrap-Up

Hello everybody! We’ve finally reached the end of 2020. While I’m glad to leave this miserable year behind, one of things that undeniably got me through it was the vast amount of awesome music we got. In past years I’ve made favorite album and EP lists, but this time around I’m going to tackle them all in one go, giving reviews on the projects that had some significances to me over the course of the year. I’m going to make a post for my favorite songs too, so keep an eye out for that in coming days. Now, without further ado, let’s get started, shall we?

folklore by Taylor Swift: This was an incredible year of growth for Taylor Swift. As much as I’ve enjoyed her past music, the way she constantly felt the need to address what people thought of her always irked me, (though after watching her documentary, I do understand why she did it.) It wasn’t Taylor Swift the public persona that was most interesting, I thought. It was Taylor Swift the artist, the songwriter, the storyteller. What I wanted was an album focused on that. This year, I got one, (well... more on that later,) and it’s my favorite project she’s ever done. The tales Swift spins on folklore span across love triangles, heiresses, and battlefields, and she nails each and every one. While the chilly indie-folk influence from the likes of Aaron Dessner and Justin Vernon is prominent, Swift’s warmth and charisma always cuts through the fog like a beam of sunlight. So yeah, this is my undeniable album of the year.

Fetch The Bolt Cutters by Fiona Apple: I only started listening to Fiona Apple last year and had thoroughly enjoyed her music, but this album cemented her as one of my favorite songwriters and performers of all time. Everything about Fetch The Bolt Cutters is so idiosyncratic yet fits together in just the right way, like watching an entire house being dropped from the sky and falling perfectly into place. It is a testament to the creative process, emotional honesty, and breaking free from all the cages you may find yourself in, whether they be societal, personal, or those of your own making. And in a year that was so isolating, it felt like Apple was whispering everything I needed to hear right into my ear, just when I needed it. In short, my boltcutters have been motherfucking fetched. 

Punisher by Phoebe Bridgers: When Punisher was announced, I had no clue how Phoebe Bridgers would match the quality of Stranger In The Alps. Upon first listen, I wasn’t sure she had. By the fifteenth time I was listening to this album and every lyric was hitting like Cupid’s arrow to the jugular, I knew she’d surpassed it. Punisher presents a sonic scope that both comforts and crushes all at once, like with the upbeat yet mournful horns on “Kyoto” or the cathartic swell on standout “I Know The End.” In my opinion, Bridgers is one of the greatest songwriters of our generation in the making, and I can’t wait to see what the future brings for her. She may know the end, but she’s far from it. 

SAWAYAMA by Rina Sawayama: This is the album I see becoming a new shorthand for the true potential of pop excellence, a cult hit that never got its time to shine but is beloved by pop music geeks to the ends of the earth, like EMOTION by Carly Rae Jepsen. SAWAYAMA so effortlessly blends diverse genres and influences like disco, nu metal, and arena rock, and it yet it remains cohesive due to Rina Sawayama’s sheer strength as a performer. She deserves a spot on the pop girlie hierarchy, and one near the top. 

Future Nostalgia by Dua Lipa: I really enjoyed Dua Lipa’s debut album, but even I didn’t expect her to come through with such a fully realized, consistent, downright fantastic follow up. Future Nostalgia is a pop album that feels studied, like Lipa did her research of pop’s past as she made it. The result is an album that synthesizes several different sounds under her vision, one that is always trained ahead, and it simply slaps. In a perfect world, nearly every song on this album got spun off into a hit single. 

evermore by Taylor Swift: 2020 was already my year of listening to Taylor Swift, (I went through her whole discography, cultivated a favorites playlist, and at the end of the year I was in the top 2% of her yearly Spotify listeners.) evermore was a lovely cherry to top it all off. While folklore enchanted me with its stories, evermore captivated me with its melodies. I haven’t been able to get snippets of this album out. of. my. head. for weeks now. It’s a bit less consistent than it’s older sister, (and likely to live in its shadow,) but there is still so much to love. 

I’m Allergic to Dogs! by Remi Wolf: This EP is so much goddamn fun. It’s a blend of many different sounds, indie pop, electronic, maybe hip hop, I think reggae at points? It’s such a colorful, textured, quirky listen bristling with energy and undeniable hooks. “Woo!” conquered my Summer, and months later the bridge of “Photo ID” conquered TikTok. Keep your eye out for Remi Wolf in the coming year, she’s going to make a big splash. 

Good At Being Young by Charli Adams: Good At Being Young was the first EP this year that I could not get enough of. It drifts through dreamy indie-pop sounds, with melancholic guitars and cloudy synths, and Adams has a deep vocal timbre that delivers tales of adolescent tribulations with just the right amount of wistfulness. Overall, it builds the perfect soundscape for a late-night drive.

Cape God by Allie X: Allie X has been keeping us FED with content. It seems like only yesterday that Super Sunset came out, and yet her output remains impressively consistent. This album has impressive highs, some lower moments, but the danceability, duets, and enticing darkness under its shiny pop veneer make it a record you won’t want to skip. 

La vita nuova by Christine and The Queens: Perhaps the biggest flex of 2020 was Christine and The Queens dropping a fantastic EP and accompanying short film right out of the gate. The grooves on this are infectious, wiry, and air-tight, (the Caroline Polachek feature was another added bonus,) but that doesn’t mean there isn’t plenty of emotional weight too. 

Lighter by Donna Missal: This was one of my most anticipated albums of the year, and it’s hard to determine whether it disappointed or not. I think the only thing holding Lighter back is that This Time was such a formative album for me, (my favorite of 2018, to the uninitiated.) In fact, this album flows way better than This Time, more cohesive with its storytelling and more consistent in folk-rock sound. And, of course, Donna Missal’s vocals stun on both the bangers and the ballads. 

SURF by BLACKSTARKIDS: There was no record this year that was more instantly likeable than this one. The blend of low-fi indie pop and hip hop makes for a whirlwind of sunny fun and youthful malaise that would make the perfect soundtrack for a road trip to the beach. Standouts include the opening track “SOUNDS LIKE FUN,” the chill “WIGS,” and blissful title track “MUSIC TO SURF TO.”

The Baby by Samia: I’ve had my eye on Samia since “Milk” dropped years ago. Seeing her live sparked my belief that she was an indie darling in the making, and The Baby confirmed that she definitely was. The lyrics on this album mix quiet contemplation with just enough sardonic wit and raw emotion throughout a varied selection of sunny rock bops and gut wrenching ballads. If you enjoyed Punisher, then I can’t recommend this enough.

Season 2 by Nasty Cherry: Nasty Cherry is a group that I will not stop rooting for. Their EP from last year showed their potential for nailing monster hooks, but this sophomore effort shows just how versatile they can be. This EP covers everything from Dylan Brady produced hyperpop to early-2000s reminiscent pop rock to emotional balladry, and they pull it all off flawlessly. 

A Little Rhythm and a Wicked Feeling by Magdalena Bay: This album became a fast favorite way late in the year, there is such a sweetness to Magdalena Bay’s music that makes it stick in your brain like a piece of blue raspberry bubblegum. This EP is spacey, catchy, and filled with electronic synthpop mastery, with countless catchy hooks that’ll make you feel like drifting and dancing all at once.

Miss Anthropocene by Grimes: The bubblegum bombast of Art Angels fully redefined my taste in pop years ago, so I was fascinated to see how Grimes would follow it up. On Miss Anthropocene, she leans into darker, more industrial textures, but also anchors it back to Earth with acoustic touches and some of her most introspective lyrics to date. Grimes painted a version of a world on the brink of disaster on this album, a picture that was hypnotically beautiful. And in a year where the word was a certified disaster, that was strangely comforting.

Plastic Hearts by Miley Cyrus: I’ve been wanting Miley to go rock for so goddamn long, Plastic Hearts was bound to make this list by pure validation alone. But what can I say? This breed of glossy 80s rock suits Cyrus’s rougher voice so well! I hope she stays in this lane a bit longer, but as we know, she’s one of pop’s most chameleonic figures. Only time will tell. 

Where Does The Devil Hide by Zella Day: I have been patiently awaiting new Zella Day music ever since getting hooked on Kicker back in 2017, so this was one of my most anticipated releases of the year. This EP sounds nothing like Kicker, and I couldn’t be happier. It shows Day leaning even more into her influences from the past, (the 60s/70s vibes are intense with this one,) but also breathing a refreshing new life into them. 

SOUL LADY by Yukika: When I imagine the ideal of pop music, what it would sound like in a perfect world, this is what it sounds like. SOUL LADY is full of pristine, glossy production and catchy hooks that feel like they’ve come down from the clouds. I’ll admit that I can have trouble forming a connection with music when I don’t understand the lyrics, (it’s something I’m working on,) but this album cleared that hurdle with ease. If you’re curious about city pop or K-pop this is a great place to start. 

Heaven Is Without You by Love You Later: Give me lush pop production and heartbroken lyrics finished off with a heaping helping of nostalgia and I’ll eat it up with a spoon. Love You Later has been feeding my addiction to this genre for years, and this latest helping is particularly sweet. 

IN A DREAM by Troye Sivan: Troye Sivan has always supplied the bops, but it was about time that he started experimenting with his sound a little bit more. This EP offers some harder-hitting electronic textures, but also the addictive hooks that’ll keep you coming back for more.

Ungodly Hour by Chloe X Halle: These women are so TALENTED! If there is any word I’d use to describe this album it would be “effortless,” the harmonies, grooves, and chemistry between Chloe and Halle feels so natural and free-flowing. Charisma just rolls off of them in droves, I see full-blown stardom and several Grammys in their future.

Watching You by Robinson: This EP was one of the first on this list to arrive this year, and it still hits months later. Robinson’s confessional lyrics work wonders over the buoyant pop grooves, and “Don’t Say” remains one of the best pop songs of recent years. 

Manic by Halsey: I respect Halsey for dipping her toes into a myriad of different genres, (synth pop, rock, hip hop, and acoustic balladry,) but it does make for a jumbled listening experience. Still, I appreciate that this album features some of Halsey’s strongest tracks and writing to date, offering greater experimentation and emotional imtimacy than album’s past. 

We Don’t Stop by Aly & AJ: Should this count? It’s more a compilation of their past EP and singles... I don’t care, I’m counting it because there’s some new stuff too. This is an excellent display of Aly & AJ’s pop prowess in recent years, the hooks, vocal chemistry, and shimmery production are undeniable. 

Under My Influence by The Aces: The Aces returned in 2020 with a more laid-back, groovier record than their debut, exploring a wider variety of sounds. They’re as magnetic and likeable a group as ever, each member giving it their all, but I think I’ll return to the debut more often. 

Strangers/Lovers by Dagny: I’ve been anticipating a longer Dagny project, as she’s been drip-feeding us singles for a while now. This was a lot of fun, with Dagny pairing her upbeat earnestness with stories of romantic tribulation. While the hooks aren’t as memorable as her past offerings, there is still so much to enjoy. Lead single “Come Over” and “Let Me Cry” are my favorites.

DUALITY by Tatiana Hazel: I came across this via recommendation on Tik Tok and it’s a solid pop record! The music is swooning, synthy, and tinged with disco and Latin influence. The record doesn’t waste a second of its runtime, clocking in at less than half an hour and grooving the whole time.

After Hours by The Weeknd: The sonic palette of After Hours is so engaging, a neon-drenched blend of synthwave, electropop, and R&B. I’ve always felt lukewarm on The Weeknd’s musical persona of brooding, villainous party monster, so the strongest moments on this album tend to be when he subverts that in some way. Still, in full, this album is an undeniable force of smash hits, stadium-shaking ballads, and cinematic flair. I can’t wait for his Super Bowl performance. 

Petrol Bloom by LAUREL: It’s no secret that this year was chock-full of 80s revival albums (there’s what, five others on this list?) LAUREL wasn’t an artist I was expecting to go in that direction after the brooding folk pop of her debut album, but her deeper timbre works great alongside the synthy soundscapes. 

positions by Ariana Grande: I’ve just come to expect that nearly all of Ariana Grande’s albums are going to be growers to me. My first listen to positions was underwhelming, but the songs have grown on me more and more. This album feels like being let in on a giggly, fun slumber party with Grande and her friends. I wouldn’t call this her strongest album by far, and while I tend to prefer when she favors the more powerful parts of her range, (and her enunciations could still use some work,) there is a lot of good material here. 

THE ALBUM by BLACKPINK: We may just have to stan. I checked this out after watching their Netflix documentary, and while this breed of cacophonous, in-your-face electropop isn’t something I can listen to all the time, the hooks and charisma are undeniable. It certainly makes me feel like a bad bitch whenever I’m working out. 

Kid Krow by Conan Gray: Conan Gray burst onto my radar offering dreamy tracks rich with teen malaise and suburban restlessness, and a good amount of that initial appeal carries over onto this album. Kid Krow has both a larger instrumental scope and more stripped-back moments. In the end, it still feels like Gray is finding his voice as an artist, but he's giving up great bops to jam out to as he does.

Petals For Armor by Hayley Williams: Hayley Williams is one of my favorite vocalists, so seeing her venture out for a solo project was exciting. This album offers a mixed bag of danceable jams, emotive moments that showcase Williams’s powerful voice, and a few skips. But overall it showcases Williams’s strength as a performer as she tackles her past with vulnerability and versatility.

Apart by LÉON: Oh, man. This one was kind of disappointing. For context, LÉON’s self-titled debut was my favorite album of last year. This follow-up is by no means bad, but every song on her first album was instantly memorable. This one, not so much. LÉON’s vocals are beautiful, and there are some stand-out tracks, but I don’t see myself returning to this nearly as much. 

Blush by Maya Hawke: Maya Hawke’s Blush was to my 2020 what Tōth’s Practice Magic and Seek Professional Help When Necessary was to my 2019, (and that makes sense, as they’ve collaborated in the past.) This album is so blissful and nonchalant, and Maya Hawke has a gentle, soothing voice that feels wise beyond her years. While the writing isn’t as hard-hitting as, say, the Phoebe Bridgers album, sometimes I just want to listen to something that could rock me off into a dream world. If you like folksy, down-to-earth ballads, you’ve got a solid collection of them right here. 

Dedicated Side B by Carly Rae Jepsen: Of course Queen Carly would pull through with B-sides for Dedicated, did we expect anything less? Jepsen’s brand of controlled yet carefree shimmery poptimism drenched in 80s nostalgia that never fails to put me in a good mood. This album has some lusher, more tropical instrumentation than Dedicated proper, but works great alongside it.

Missing Person by Kelsy Karter: To the Plastic Hearts fans out there, your homework now is to give this record a listen. This rock album presents pop hooks, but a lot of reckless rock fun too. Kelsy Karter has so much irresistible swagger and carefree spirit as a performer, speeding through the emotional highs and lows like she’s burning rubber in a cherry red Cadillac. 

how i’m feeling now by Charli XCX: I’ll admit, this album was a bit abrasive to me on first listen. But tracks like “anthems” and “forever” made me return, and it’s a huge grower. If you listen closely, you’ll find the sugary-sweet hooks and relatable sentiments nestled deep in the crunchy hyperpop textures, begging to be discovered and eventually loved. 

Jaguar by Victoria Monét: If you enjoyed positions, then check out the debut from one of that album’s most prominent co-writers. Jaguar’s concise collection of silky R&B slow-burners show that Victoria Monet’s is a superstar in her own right. 

Some great albums I listened to that didn’t come out this year: Blue by Joni Mitchell, BLACKPINK IN YOUR AREA by BLACKPINK, I Need to Start a Garden by Haley Heynderickx, Plastic Beach by Gorillaz, Out in the Storm by Waxahatchee, 7 by Beach House, Dummy by Portishead, Lovers Fevers by Babygirl, and Red by Taylor Swift. 

Whether you liked, reblogged, or commented on a post, sent me an ask, or interacted with this blog in any way, thank you so much for all the support throughout the year! I can’t express how much I appreciate it. 

What were your favorite albums from this year? Did I miss anything? Send me an ask and let me know. I’ll tell you my thoughts, or put it on my to-listen-to list if I haven’t heard it. 

Here’s to 2021! May it clear the extremely low bar set by this year. 

[beeprblog]

Beepr Goes To Shows: Governor’s Ball 2021.

In this first installment of Beepr Goes To Shows, I spent all 3-days at this years Governor’s Ball to give you crowd coverage you deserve and concert recaps/reviews you want. Stay tuned for more show write-ups and other updates!

Freddie Gibbs and The Alchemist

What happens when you put two legends on the same stage? You get one hell of a fucking show. Freddie Gibbs and The Alchemist were on another level that Friday afternoon, delivering classics from Madlib collaborative albums (Crime Pays, Fake Names, Palm Olive, Thuggin), recent singles from Freddie (Big Boss Rabbit, Gang Signs), and all your favorite offerings from Alfredo (Baby $Hit, Scottie Beam, Something To Rap About). The braggadocious swagger Freddie brings to the stage is tempered by Alchemist’s suave production and generally reserved demeanor, making them a very balanced performance. Despite being an acclaimed producer, you get the sense that The Alchemist is there to support Freddie rather than make the performance about himself. Freddie’s natural humor shines through in between songs, cracking jokes while taking tokes and hitting a bottle of Hennessy. Chants of “Fuck police,” cheers for the Alchemist, and concert-goers belting choruses created a deafening atmosphere, rivaling some sold out indoor venues I’ve visited. To call Freddie a cult artist would be disrespectful of all the mainstream achievements (Grammy nominations, cracking Billboard Top 25s, etc), and yet for some reason, he remains on the fringes of superstardom. Part of what people love about Freddie Gibbs is his larger than life personality, as he has an authenticity about him that’s naturally charismatic. If there’s anything I can be certain about after that set, it’s that Freddie Gibbs and The Alchemist have undeniable chemistry and I hope they have more on the way.

Phoebe Bridgers

In January of 2018, a report from Nielsen Music identified that rap had surpassed rock in terms of overall music consumption. But Phoebe Bridgers will not allow her genre to go quietly into the night. She very well may be the next iteration of a rockstar. From her band all being in uniform, to the stage production, and most importantly, her diehard fans: Phoebe Bridgers is killing it in all aspects of the game. Apparently, I had been living under rock for quite some time as I only did a deep dive into her music when I saw her on the Governor’s Ball lineup announcement. How foolish was I? Phoebe has an incredible catalogue despite being only 27 (bolstered by her work with groups like Boygenius and Better Oblivion Community Center). Songs like Motion Sickness, Garden Song, and ICU feel more like Phoebe hosting a singalong, as the entire crowd is belting back each and every lyric at the top of their lungs with emphatic energy. Tracks like Kyoto also fall into that category, but there’s an immense rush of excitement as the brilliance of Bridger’s music blares through over the speakers for the chorus. Ballads like I Know The End are blissful moments of serenity, as I found myself swaying with my eyes closed in my little spot in the crowd. Her nonchalance in between songs is intoxicating, as it’s a beautiful contrast to her immensely emotive and personal performance. It’s so endearing to see past what’s on the outside and find an individual who profoundly cares about their work. What perhaps is most endearing about Phoebe’s performance is how she’s unabashedly herself: quips like “Fuck nihilism, too” are interjected in between songs, her outfit a glamorized rendition of the classic skeleton t-shirts. While I might have been late to the party in terms of the Phoebe Bridgers hype train, you can bet I’m going to be early to every one of her shows from here on out.  

A$AP Rocky

As Saturday night of Governor’s Ball was drawing near to an end, there were millions of individual conversations buzzing around in the crowd. But almost all of them were centered around one question: When will A$AP Rocky start? At 9:12pm EST, our question was answered, with a bang. Crowd surfing around in an inflatable car, bullhorn in hand, Rocky showed off some new sounds as unreleased tracks (Grim Freestyle amongst the slew of unreleased tracks) boomed over speakers. Mosh pits opened up left and right as the concert slowly evolved into a beautiful, New York block party-esque chaos. Hearing recent work like his features on Slowthai’s MAZZA and Famous Dex’s PICK IT UP were unexpected yet gratifying moments. But what really amplified the crowd was hearing some of the “older” radio hits. I can’t remember a time in recent memory when I’ve been as excited as when the first synths on LPFJ2 and Telephone Calls hit. Classics like Praise Da Lord and Yamborghini High ensured that there were no lapses in energy or excitement. Babushka Boi set the crowd ablaze, as the off-key notes intermingled in the beat acted as cues for the rowdy meter to kick it up a notch. Rocky even gave up some of his set to ensure the rest of the Mob was represented, as he had the DJ play Plane Jane by A$AP Ferg. The softer side of Rocky’s discography was met with equal anticipation as Sundress and A$AP Forever were met with exuberant cheers. Fully embracing his trippy side, after asking us if we liked hallucinogens, Rocky performed L$D to a roaring crowd (he also teased us with the unreleased Mushroom Clouds after asking us if we fucked with mushrooms too). During what felt like a showcase of the Harlem rappers’ ability to generate raucous ovation, the time had the crew informed Rocky his set had to be wrapped up. An earnest plea to keep it going was made, begging to at least get off Peso, but the euphoria was always going to be finite. It’s safe to say, anyone saying Rocky fell off is full of it.

Burna Boy

From start to finish, Burna Boy kept it hot. Bringing plenty of Nigerian flair to the CitiField air, I can safely say that Burna Boy’s set was one of the most enjoyable of the weekend. Even before he appeared, loud chants imploring him to take the stage could be heard ringing throughout the grounds. As his band and mom (who doubles as his manager) patiently waited, you could see them grinning and laughing as they knew we were in for a great show. Burna Boy then graced the stage and we were transported to another world, filled with laid back vibes, political protest, and triumph. Opening up with Gbona, it was apparent that the entire show was going to be electric. Hitting dance moves, grinning from ear to ear, it was obvious that Burna Boy planned on making a stellar first impression at the Governor’s Ball (he also earned major New York brownie points by giving us an animated performance of his velvety feature on Enjoy Yourself by Pop Smoke). Hearing some of my favorite songs live cemented them even further in the favorites category, as his performance adds another level of fun and personality. Collateral Damage, a beautifully subverted political protest anthem, felt truly harmonious as the entire crowd chanted the chorus with their fists in the air. As much as I love my AirPods, the heartfelt energy of both the crowd and Burna Boy I felt in the crowd during Anybody and Dangote could never be matched by speakers. Even the less upbeat songs (such as Wetin Man Go Do) he performed were met with incredibly cheerful reactions as. Live riffs from the band during some of his most popular singles added great spice for those who are familiar but equally exciting for new listeners. It’s apparent that there’s a great sense of camaraderie amongst the whole crew, that their main goal is to put on a memorable and joyous show. I can only hope that Burna Boy and the band make trips to the states more frequently.

Ellie Goulding

Have you ever felt the urge to forget everything that’s worrying you and just live in the here and now? Then you should go to as many Ellie Goulding shows as humanly possible. There’s a good chance you’re already familiar with some of her work (I’ll get to that in a bit), but it’s an entirely other thing to see her bring them to life. Hidden under the surface of a soft-spoken, singer-songwriter is a powerhouse performer, ready to give the show and attendees her everything. Watching her confidence grow during the set, seeing her come out of a shell that had likely developed as a result of not touring, was a beautiful sight to behold. In between comments about how grateful she was to be performing, quips about her outfit, you really got to watch her conviction begin to grow and take root. Anthemic at every instance, the crowd was equally ready to return the same energy Goulding graced us with. The only thing that was all over the place about her refined and poised performance was the eclectic mix of work she pulled from. From Lights (and yes, if you’re curious, that shit slapped) all the way up to her latest album, Brightest Blue, we got treated to the Ellie Goulding evolution set. Intermingling a solid slate of collaborations like Diplo’s Close To Me (I don’t know if I’ve ever sung along as fervently as I did for that one), Calvin Harris’ I Need Your Love (okay, I lied, this is the one where I lost my voice), and Major Lazer’s Powerful, there was a reference point regarding how they discovered Goulding for everyone in the audience. Hearing oldies like Aftertaste, Anything Could Happen, and Only You instantly transported me to simpler times, back when bills and deadlines seemed like an abstract concept. In another edition of music star leads a sing-a-long, the crowd could have taken over for Lights and Love Me Like You Do. Thankfully, we got to hear Ellie too. It’s a magical moment when a few hundred (maybe a full thousand) are all united by one common goal: to embrace the present and shower the performer with adoration in the form of knowing every lyric. Harmony amongst total strangers, tied together through a common love of music. Ellie Goulding gave us more than one of the best sets from the weekend, she gave us a sense of unity and togetherness unlike any other I’ve experienced.

Post Malone

When you find a superstar, with millions of fans and millions in the bank, that you feel like you can still crack open a crispy Bud Light, you’ve found something special. And we all know that Post Malone loves a cold one. The final chapter of Governor’s Ball 2021 ended with Post Malone’s Sunday night set, a perfect way to wind down the weekend. Opening up the set with an inquisitive “Hello?” to test out the mic, this show was one of the most authentic and down-to-earth concerts I’ve been to in quite some time. It almost feels like you’re just hanging out hearing some song ideas from your friend Austin Post, wearing some regular denim shorts and a “Where’s Waldo” style striped shirt, until the audible roars from the crowd of “Posty” remind you you’re at a headliner. Arguably the most larger-than-life aspect of Post’s set was his entrance on the stage, via a smoke-cloud suspended platform adorned with metal chains. With a healthy mix of beerbongs & bentley’s, Hollywood’s Bleeding, recent singles and old hits, Post Malone was showing us all of his repertoire. Chugging beers at the request of the crowd, checking in with all of us in between songs, calling for celebration and happiness, Post goes to great lengths to ensure that the crowd is with it and that everyone is having a good time. Tracks like Psycho were somehow both relaxing and energizing at the same time, as the chorus transformed the venue into an incredible echo-chamber. We also got to see how many friends Post has, as we got guest appearances from Young Thug (performing Goodbyes), Roddy Rich (gracing us with Every Season and The Box), and 21 Savage (to perform Rockstar, which Post Malone did his best to embody all night). With each feature, the crowd seemed to kick into another fear of excitement, but that’s not to say people didn’t lose it for some of Post’s solo work. Stay, which Post performed seated strumming an acoustic guitar, was as heartfelt as it could get in its stripped down state. Despite previously admitting to not being able to sing without autotune, you could see how much he cared about capping off the weekend right while performing that song (without autotune in an effort to be as real as possible). White Iverson and Congratulations were both barn-burners, as the whole festival grounds were chanting lyrics and bouncing along. After a very long weekend of raging and raving, Post Malone’s set managed to run through the whole gambit of festival emotions: joy, excitement, surprise, and relief. It’d be disingenuous to say anything other than Austin Post has mastered the art of headlining.

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Celebrate Mother's Day with the Greatest Moms in Anime!

It’s that time of year again, folks: Mother’s Day. The time when all of us can come together to celebrate motherhood in all its forms. Mothers come in all sorts of shapes and sizes. Some have one mother. Some have two. Some are biological. Some aren’t. Who among us doesn’t have “the Mom friend” in their friend group? I once saw a woman who described herself as “a single mom with no kids” in her dating profile and by golly, folks, that one stuck with me.

  It takes a lot to be a mom—and even more to be a good one. And trust me, I know a good mom when I see one. As a fan of both anime AND moms, I feel truly blessed. There are TONS of great moms out there in anime. I’ve already wished my real mom a happy Mother’s Day, so now it’s time to celebrate with my other moms: the best moms in anime.

    Inko Midoriya - My Hero Academia

    A favorite anime mothers list that doesn’t lead with Inko Midoriya is a list I don’t wanna read. Inko Midoriya is who anime moms should strive to be. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with this mom. Every step of the way she takes complete pride in her son Deku and his accomplishments. Even when her son faces immense danger and painful injury, she doesn’t waver in her support. At the same time, she never devalues her own feelings. She’s never shy when it comes to voicing worry and concern over her son’s safety. She chastises both him and his mentor for his recklessness when they deserve it. She reminds them that there’s more to being a hero than simple self-sacrifice, because there are people like her who need them to come home safe and sound. She’s perfect, and I want to give her a hug.

  Tosen Shimogamo - The Eccentric Family

    It takes a lot to be an amazing mother, but luckily for this one being human isn’t a requirement. Matriarch of the honorable Shimogamo family of Kyoto tanuki, the untimely passing of her husband made her solely responsible for raising the next generation of Shimogamo tanuki. Luckily for Yasaburo and his three brothers, their upbringing couldn’t be in better hands (er, paws). The Shimogamo family’s pride lies both in their unwavering pursuit of fun and in the close ties that bind them all together. When she’s not dressing up like a prince and dominating the local billiards clubs, Tosen comforts and guides her children with the unconditional love only the best of mothers can provide. 

  Lisa Lisa - JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure

    Some moms show their love and dedication by coming home from a long, stressful day at work and still taking you to soccer practice. Some moms show their love by throwing you into a big, oily pit and telling you to climb out or die. Lisa Lisa is the latter. While not a Joestar by birth, their fates became intertwined when she was saved from a boat full of rampaging vampires by Erina Joestar as a baby. She later married into the Joestar family, mothered a son, and ultimately suffered the same fate as Erina—her husband was killed by a vampire. Having learned Hamon from her adopted father, she got her revenge on the vampire who widowed her and gave up her son to go into hiding. She became a master Hamon user, and years later her son Joseph would unknowingly seek out his own mother to teach him. Though her methods might seem harsh, her training gave him the tools necessary to once and for all defeat the Pillar Men menace together. Finally reunited, they could be the family they had always wished to be. Smart, beautiful, and tough to boot, on a scale of one to ten this mom is a fifty. 

  Sakura Uchiha - BORUTO: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS

    Sakura has a special place in the hearts of many anime fans as one of the only mothers they got to watch grow up and become a mother in front of their very eyes. Though a young girl at the onset of Naruto many years ago, Sakura has since grown into a fine mother raising her own shinobi daughter in the ongoing series BORUTO: NARUTO NEXT GENERATIONS. With her husband Sasuke largely absent on secret missions, Sakura is tasked with being one of the villages best fighters, medical practitioners, and sole caretaker for her daughter. She does it well though, assuaging her daughter’s anxieties through her unshakeable trust in Sasuke and doing whatever it takes to defend her daughter in times of need. She’s living proof that shinobi moms can truly have it all.

  Izumi Curtis - Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

    It might seem a bit cruel or ironic to put Izumi—a woman whose greatest weakness was caused by her inability to have children—she is without a doubt the greatest maternal figure in the Elric brothers’ lives. Like the Elric brothers, she had dabbled in human transmutation following the death of her baby in childbirth. As a result, she lost several internal organs and the inability to ever have children. She later took in and trained the Elric brothers, who had undergone a similar ordeal after the death of their mother. Though a tough-as-nails fighter and trainer, Izumi’s naturally caring nature helped nurture the Elric brothers into two of the best Alchemists and fighters in the nation. She’s as much a fantastic mother as any others in this list. 

  Kobayashi - Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid

    Miss Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid is an anime all about a bunch of misfits coming together and forming their own little family in Tokyo, and Kobayashi happens to be everyone’s favorite tired, working-class stepmom. Having already had her loner lifestyle thrown out of whack when a maid who is also a dragon shows up on her doorstep, her life further complicates when a young dragon named Kanna inserts herself into Kobayashi’s life. Despite being hundreds of years older than Kobayashi, Kanna is still very much a child as dragons go, and begins seeing Kobayashi as a mother.

  The show is full of cute scenes between the two, and one of my favorite episodes in the series spells out their mother-daughter dynamic in pretty explicit terms. A harsh crunch period at work means Kobayashi can’t come to the sports festival at Kanna’s school. Kanna gets upset, and Kobayashi struggles to reconcile the way Kanna sees her with the off-hand approach her own parents took raising her. It’s an incredibly touching episode, and watching Kobayashi open up her heart a little more to her newfound daughter solidifies her as one of the best moms a tiny anime dragon girl could ask for.

  Bulma, Chichi, and Android 18 - Dragon Ball Super

    So far I’ve tried to stick to one mom per show, but when it came time to choose which Dragon Ball mom was best, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. They’re all great. As is the tragic fate of great moms everywhere, they never get the credit they deserve. Take Bulma, for example. She took a genocidal villain hellbent on destroying the earth and turned him into a family man. Not to mention the fact she—the smartest person in the world—invented time travel to save not one but TWO timelines from destruction. Speaking of which, without Android 18, Universe 7 would never have been able to win Zen-oh’s tournament and multiple universes would’ve been annihilated.

  Finally, there’s Chichi, who receives the brunt of maternal disrespect. Sure, she nags her husband and kids, but put yourself in her shoes! All she wants is a good life for her family, yet she can only watch as they put themselves in harms way time after time. How many times has she seen her husband die? Too many! Also, let’s be real here, Goku doesn’t know what a freaking kiss is. That woman has had to endure decades married to an absolute beefcake who won’t even kiss her. Who among us wouldn’t have a little pent up frustration after that?

  Of course, these are just a few of all the wonderful moms that the we’ve been blessed to meet while watching anime. I know I’ll be thinking of each and every one of them, and I hope you will be too. So take the time today to wish your local mom a happy Mother’s Day, then kick back and watch some anime together.

  Which anime mom would you most like to wish a happy Mother’s Day? Let us know in the comments below!

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Danni Wilmoth is a Features writer for Crunchyroll and co-host of the video game podcast Indiecent. You can find more words from her on Twitter @NanamisEgg.

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If Shinichi knows Ran so much why does he fear that she would get over him and move on? Shouldn’t he know better than she isn’t like that?

Because never trust a bitch. 

I’m, of course, kidding. 

It’s because Shinichi is a moronic dumbass.

This, I’m not kidding about. 

It’s not a question of whether he trusts or knows Ran or not. Other than Hattori, the only person Shinichi would likely trust his life to is Ran. Maybe the detective boys. But that’s it. This is like when people ask why Shinichi doesn’t trust Ran with his secret. The word trust is misused in both situations. It’s never been a matter of trust. 

It’s a matter of Shinichi being a fucking idiot, is what it is. 

Listen, as conceited and as arrogant as Shinichi was, the man doesn’t really believe he is all that great. I mean, he’s confident and all when he deduces because he’s great at it, but feelings? He doesn’t understand shit about them. And now he’s starting to. I mean, living with Ran has definitely given him a new perspective on things and he’s starting to get a fucking grip on what his feelings are and how to act upon them, but in general, he’s pretty much clueless. 

I get asked a lot about the London confession, and I always say the same thing. It was incredibly in character, and it revealed so much of what we already knew about Shinichi: the only mystery he can never solve is Ran. No matter how many times Ran tells him how she feels about him, he’s always going to have doubts because it’s the one thing he will never be able to truly solve. Ain’t that great? That a man who can literally solve any mystery can never solve the one about the love of his life? 

Where’s that meme that says “poetic cinema”? 

But anyway, that’s the gist of it, is what I’m trying to say. It’s not about Shinichi knowing Ran would never lose faith in him or stop waiting, it’s just that he is an idiot. Plus, you have to admit, if you think about it, he’s been away for who knows how long. It’s only normal that Ran would eventually move on, right? I mean, no, because Ran is literally the greatest person in the whole wide world and we don’t deserve her because she is quite literally the greatest thing the universe has ever created. But it could potentially happen if she wasn’t the angel that she is, you know? So it’s normal my man has doubts, cut him some slack. 

Plus!!! I think Shinichi doesn’t actually believe he’s good enough for her. Honest to God, there’s been so many instances of him saying that she deserves so much better that how can you not get to the conclusion that he honestly thinks he’s not good enough for her? I mean, look at his face when Ran tells Conan that she really likes Shinichi. He’s dumbfounded! He honestly can’t believe it’s true! And when Ran kisses him in Kyoto? My man is losing his shit. Ran Mouri, the ultimate greatest woman in history, is in love with him? This man is the luckiest son of a bitch in the world! The chapter right after the Kyoto Arc is so pure because my lil man honestly cannot believe that he is lucky enough to actually have Ran love him back for real. Because how could Ran Mouri, the most beautiful presence in the universe, fall for some idiot guy like him? Impossible! But it happened!! And he is over the moon excited about it!!! My lil man. 

So, in summary, I think it’s just that Shinichi honestly believes he isn’t someone worth waiting for. My poor baby beats himself up about his flaws too much at times, so it’s only normal he’d think Ran would be better off without him. Of course that doesn’t matter when some other guy flirts with Ran. But remember Araide? I think the whole reason Shinichi was so depressed about that was that he really thought Araide was so much better for Ran than he was. 

I’m actually getting emotional my lil dude doesn’t deserve this, let his pain end. 

So it’s not a question of whether he knows Ran well enough or not. He does. He knows her better than anyone else in the world probably. It’s just that he’s a fucking imbecile. But we love him regardless.