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[beanghostprincess]

I love trans women usopp. She would be so pretty but still be the same goofy ass usopp as usual. She still lies (she likes to add flirtatious charm or empathy. Babe learned how to cry on command.) Still cowers, dramatic as fuck and bickers with her crew

Sanji would swoon and act a fool towards as he does to Robin and Nami. During fights he jumps in wanting to protect her. 'Don't worry usopp darling! I'll save you! My sweet!'. Before he could finish his affections she's already sprinted the fuck out of there with out hesitation.

She's more touchy with Robin and uses her a Zoro 2.0 and hides behind her and drags her into her shenanigans. Robin likes to use a disembodied hand to shove her or smack the back of the head if she does something stupid. (Platonically of course you know the straw hats. Their Love language is physical violence towards each other)

Her dynamic with Nami did not change. They still cower in fear together, run away together, fight together and yell at Luffy together. They've only gotten closer, they even started fighting with each other more.

Her relationship with Zoro didn't change that much either girly still be yelling at him and criticizing his sense of direction. They still fight with each other, call each other names. Zoro still sees usopp as his equal she's still usopp. Is she still a liar, she's still over dramatic, Still a coward but she never misses her target and that's all he cares about. If only she'd stop nagging him.

She still thinks Franky is cool and is amazed by his engineering. His poses tho are kind of lame to her now but in a cute way. She will laugh whenever he does it. Franky sees her as a little sister which isn't saying much because he used to see her as a little brother. Brook is the same, nothing changed but he does ask her about her panties and you wouldn't believe this but she did let him see them. once!! and only once she was very strict about that and he never asked again.

Her and Luffy are still best friends and still good off. They're still very touchy and grabby. (I love how he doesn't see women's bodies as inherently sexual he just sees them as bodies) He still will wrestle with her, wraps around her and fall asleep next to her or on top of her. He has landed on top of her many times and she has yelled at him many times that he can't do that anymore! her boobs aren't cushions they hurt!

The only real change was sanji (I ship them but for the sake of this post it's one sided) sanji is a gentleman chivalry is his policy and he will treat any lady with the utmost respect (At least that's what he tells himself) he makes her drinks, treats and puts a lot of effort into the dinners that she eats like the other girls. When she started transitioning and developing he started going nuts for her. Usopp ate that shit up not only was it gender euphoric to be treated like the other women but she can ask sanji to do or buy her anything and he'll do it. She fucking loves attention that hasn't changed

Sometimes he'll revert back to his old ways with her especially when they get into an argument. He doesn't care if she's a gorgeous woman with pretty hair, a luscious body and smells like lemon and rosemary! (He does care. He cares so much. It's pathetic) stop bitching and start fishing!... Please darling.

Her fashion sense tho. It's the same but better She has sun hats, cabbie hats, brimmed braise, regular berets, beanies, buckets, cloche, and so many headbands. Short overalls, baggy overalls, jumpsuits of various sizes. She doesn't like wearing shirts she never did, unlike the other women on the boat she doesn't like letting her girls loose. It's not practical or functional for her line of work. She wears a sports bra or something with great support. Her favorite top is a high neck sports bra with a zipper in the front. Her hair is usually in a protective hair style. French braids with Afro puffs in the back or regular ponytail. She likes to let it down sometimes but it gets in the way. She's not that girly but she still wants to turn heads

In short she didn't really change and her crew treats her the same and the changes that did happen benefited her

See??? You send me asks like this one and then I don't have anything else to say because everything here is just perfect!!!

Transfem Usopp has changed my life for the better and this whole text is so so beautiful because this is exactly how I imagine her dynamics with the crew!!

[souvenir116]

Max tapping Charles' arm and Charles leaning to him 🥹 [x]

[ping-ski]

moon grilling a cheese in a frilly apron while looking directly at the camera and doing a big thumbs up 👍(the cheese is burnt to a crisp. It is naught but embers)

girl dinner robot dinner! <3

[gremnda]

Sorry if this is a bit silly but what if you drew Bad with Chip and Dapper? I’ve seen some people make the snails into lil toddlers and it’s absolutely adorable

Green faction leader and his kids 🤏

[jesuistrestriste]

girl you're literally the best writer here. Please please pleaaaaaaase can you do a part 2 of fwb Art who gets attached to you quickly 🛐 I'M BEGGING YOU

< pt 2 to this >

well.

you caved.

goddamnit, you caved quick too.

as soon as those tears spilled down his cheeks and into the crook of your neck, it was over. you wonder if maybe he weaponized his emotions a little to get you to stay, but it doesn’t really matter now, does it?

you did as he begged for you to do; you stayed the night with him. you expected that maybe he would try to have sex with you again, but it never happened.

as soon as you agreed to not go back to your own bed, he pressed kisses over your neck and held you tight. he gave you one of his loose stanford tennis tees and a pair of his boxers for you to sleep in, and then he coaxed you under the sheets. no grinding, no handsy touches, nothing.

he just laid there with you, breathing softly and comfortably as he rested his head on your chest, and fell asleep. you stared at the ceiling for most of the night just thinking ‘what the hell have i just gotten myself into’. if only you’d had the strength to refuse him before, because now you could tell he was in it.

bad.

you wake up in the morning after a night of inner turmoil and feel a comfortable weight behind you. a ghost of warmth pressed up against your back, and oh god, he’s spooning you. his arms are wrapped around your torso and his legs are tangled with yours.

you try to very quietly shift out of his hold, grabbing onto the side of his bed and pulling yourself towards it, but he just whines softly in his sleep and then tugs you right back flush to his chest. you sigh. you cave again, and let him keep you.

the both of you stay that way for another thirty minutes before art nuzzles into your shoulder and starts to stir. he presses three kisses to your neck as he sits up, and then gazes lazily down at you with lidded eyes as he takes in the sight of your features in the sunlight creeping through his blinds.

he’s only ever seen you in the dark; after parties and in response to your 1 AM bootycalls. how could he have ever gone this long without seeing you like this? the way your skin shines, the depth of the color in your irises, the little crevices and dips in your nose and cheeks and chin that make you look like you were lovingly sculpted by the hands of an artist. like you were someone’s muse.

you can see it in the way he looks down to you.

there’s going to be absolutely no (easy) way to get out of whatever you just started with him. one night changed everything. at least in his mind, you were sure of it.

he reaches a hand up and brushes his thumb over your lips, studying you before he knows you’ll turn away.

and then his lips are pressing down to yours. a soft, sweet, tender gesture that says so much more than you necessarily want from him. he only pulls back to whisper one thing, his eyes holding the same—almost nervous—vulnerability that they had the night before when he had weeped a plea into your frame.

“so..” he chews the inside of his cheek, “can i make you breakfast..?”

…

oh boy.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

YOU CANT JUST SAY DILF SUGURU SUGAR DADDY AND NOT ELABORATE

tsk tsk greedy little anon ..... lucky for you dilfguru loves that about you :3c i just thinkkkkk he would be so very lovely and so very sweet . i don’t think he’d want sex he just wants your company / someone to baby ,,,,,, he’s a little lonely . the type who’d want to get to know you better before making any official decisions on the sugardaddy thing bc he doesn’t want you to think he’s a creepy old man lmao ….

he is soooo . supportive of you i fear he acts more like a lover than anything else (and tbh ur relationship will probably end up there before long because well he’s perfect) …… loves seeing you spend his money on your hobbies and interests and things that make you happy. loves loves loves to drink tea and do pottery with you ……… loves it when you show him whatever you bought with a bright smile ……. sometimes you give him a kiss on the cheek instead and he just goes ☺️ <- like that . loverman!!!!! loverdilf!!!!!!!!! tries not to be too overbearing because he knows he isn’t your boyfriend or anything, but he can’t help but be a little overprotective,,,,, if he notices you’re out late at night he’ll call you and ask you to join him instead <3 and if he sees you spending time with a guy your age he can’t help but walk up and say hello . just to make sure you aren’t feeling uncomfortable, of course…..

[luminique]

HEAR ME OUT, one sided love?? Imagine s/o doesn’t like lighter back, being oblivious about lighters feeling and only see lighter as a friend meanwhile lighter is so MADLY in love with them and is aware of s/o not liking him back but he can’t help it because you’re the only one that makes him feel this way even if his feelings aren’t reciprocated… they’re so doomed think about the potential angst!! 🫤

lighter isn’t perfect. his body is littered in scars of his past, his actions are solutions to mistakes he had made before. to say that he deserved something as rewarding as love didn’t sound right to him, but oh, would it feel right if it was from you.

it was definitely not an immediate fall, rather it was slower like starting a fire. you bring the materials you require, some wood and a starter. it’s difficult to get a fire going, even he knows that with his lighter in hand. his hand gets warmer the longer the flame is out but it doesn’t compare to the accidental grazes of your hand against his gloved ones.

he had poked you once with the spikes on his gloves. the look on your face when you brought your hand up to rub it while you apologized for it. why were you apologizing? every soft “sorry” that came out of your mouth was like sprinkling water onto the fire. best to get fresh firewood so that it doesn’t go out.

ensuring that the fire is a consistent flame is also important to prevent accidents. accidents like playfully taking off his sunglasses and putting it on yourself while imitating him. somehow, that didn’t cause the fire to go out, in fact, it made it burn even brighter than before. the redness on his face when he watched you was comparable to the orange and red hues of a fire.

he stayed close to the fire, close to you. feeling the warmth of love on his skin, finding it calming but also terrifying. it doesn’t rain often in the outer ring but that doesn’t stop him from worrying that it would all of a sudden. so he lies awake at night, thinking about all of the possibilities, the what ifs and its outcomes.

he thought he had considered everything. from keeping the fire from going out, to ensuring it was a stable flame, to tending it slowly and carefully. what he didn’t consider was getting too close to the fire, burning through what he thought was tough skin.

he was too focused on trying to maintain a certain personality, not quite showing his interest in you. so when caesar was talking to you about her love stories while everyone was hanging around the bar, his heart rate increased. just like how consuming alcohol affects one’s mental and physical state, so does it affect a fire. maybe someone poured his drink into the flames as he watched it burn even brighter than before, making him eavesdrop on your conversation.

but a large flame meant a higher possibility of getting burnt, and soon he saw the burn marks on his skin. as you continued to talk with caesar, the longer he let the fire burn him. how you had said that real love wasn’t like the stories, how you seemed disinterested in romance, how you had believed that no one was interested in you. at that moment, he ended up getting more drinks from burnice, hoping it would soothe the roaring flames within him. he drank so much and fell asleep to the soft crackling of the fire, your voice acting as background noise.

he woke up to the coldness of the bar counter pressing on his cheek. the fire had been put out by you when you tapped on his shoulder. the memories of last night flooding into his mind like water. maybe it was all some nightmare and you did like him back, but the sudden coolness of your touch made him realize the reality of it all.

you didn’t like him, and not because he did anything wrong but because he didn’t do anything in your eyes. you were feeding the fire in his heart and he mistook that fire for your heart too. he sat up straight, took one look at you and shook his head. you still cared for him, came with water and woke him up gently. he never intended to get so severely injured because of his own growing feelings for you.

his own feelings, you didn’t even know he had any for you. the pile of ashes, you both stared at it and yet only he knew that fire existed. the flames had misled him, danced around his heart that craved for you, that only asked for you as its fuel. now all he can do was sit next to what was once a big fire, feeling the cold on his skin despite the layers. no warmth left, no light left, no love left.

[ayaraki]

Mavuika in "Clash of Scorching Suns." [Requested by anon]

[rotisseries]

What are your sskk fic recs?

omg yayyyyy! okay so. disclaimer i haven't really read any bsd fic in like 6 months? so i have not been on that grind lately i could totally be ignorant to some works of art. nonetheless i will supply you with my favorites!

anything!!! from @ryuvnosuke, but my fave is don't look back (would you retrieve my soul?) because orpheus and eurydice au is the quickest way to my heart!!!

actually also gotta say don't hurt me (im tired), same author as above, aku character study oneshot, soooo goodddd

i love auroraheart!!! read everything by auroraheart!!!, my fave though has gotta be from duality to singularity. it's a post beast canon oneshot where atsushi kind of joins the ada and i just need more good beast fic

start locking coffins by kaneki, akutagawa character study, canon compliant. just loveee the writing of this

EVERYTHING FROM LIZANDRE. I AM OBSESSED WITH EVERYTHING ABOUT THEIR WRITING STYLE. I LOVE THE WAY THEY WRITE SSKK THEY'RE SO STRANGE. however im specifically going to rec odds & ends. wound tending but they are Weird about it i like that

alsooooo really love my heat rash is in the shape of your palm, again by lizandre, bc i love akudeath angst🫶 me saying im going to give you one fic from my fave authors and then immediately going back on it. anyway both are oneshots

take us down and all apart by magdalenes. again wound tending and they're weird about it. i especially love the way atsushi is written in this one he's on this nice borderline of cruelty you don't see much in sskk fic it's sooooooo💖💖💖💖💖

also by magdalenes, my brain is rotting in places. they're so strange and awful in this one that's all i have to say im obsessed with it. i come back to these two fics regularly when i need a fix of them being Worse

saltwater by @spliqi!! speaking of good beast universe fic!!! post beast canon oneshot, they just keep running into each other on a beach

everything by flipbookorigami, though i have to specifically give you the transitive property of caring. this is an sskk classic TO MEEEEE. im pretty sure it's one of the first sskk fics i read. anyway aku and atsushi get sent on a """mission""" (it's just a nice vacation). it's that kind of fic that's a really long oneshot where technically not much is happening but also the character study is going crazy. my fave genre of fic<3

speaking of flipbookorigami i do also have to give you the five stages of grief don't account for the theory and application of alternate universe contingency plans. so the akutagawa who comes back from the dead is from another universe. atsushi copes badly by hooking up with him. i love this one for being messy. this is messy shit to do to yourself atsushi

until love by fiftysecond. oneshot au where atsushi is a hunting dog and also there's hanahaki. now this concept i have no idea where it's coming from but it hit crazy 2 me<3 snorted like coke

delusion is weighing me down by cherrior. i love this one!!!!!!!!!! longfic where atsushi gets hit by some weird ability that causes his own ability to go out of control and dazai sticks him in akutagawa's apartment until they get it figured out

cherrior also has retribution for the dead, an ongoing street racing au i really like🫶 i think i got an email for an update recently actually i need to get to that expeditiously

the path to paradise by roadtripwithlucifer. longfic where aku gets attacked by dante aligheri of dante's inferno fame and gets stuck in hell literally. atsushi has to go get him out and then they have to catch the guy. really like this one especially the torture bits

alright that's all i got have fun💖

[the-phony-king-of-england]

Hello, just wanted to say I love your work, it’s fantastic! If you want, I was hoping you would do more Prince John content, I love him. Just a suggestion, though. Hope you have a fantastic day!

My dear anon, if I ever say no to more PJ content you can assume I've been kidnapped and replaced with an imposter-

❤️❤️

[12romy]

Romy I can’t anymore! These two are mad AF 😂

https://x.com/44britcedes/status/1897721785769967895?s=46

Omg Charles copying Lewis' usual pose help 😭😭😭

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Happy wipw! Could I request more of Demon!Neil or Arson!Neil, whichever gets fewer requests or whichever you're enjoying more? (Really digging the Demon!Neil worldbuilding :)

WIP Wednesday (2/19) | Arsonist Neil / Firefighter Andrew AU (Part 281)

Jeremy's grand idea turned out to be sending 10 a photo of the four of them together.

Since Andrew is a foot shorter than the rest of them, it's difficult to position them all for a selfie. They try crouching behind him, but it doesn't make for a great photo. They just didn't fit that way. Even when Jeremy whipped out a selfie stick— ridiculously useless invention— and attached it to Andrew's phone, it was impossible to get a decent picture. The angles are all wrong. Andrew thinks perhaps short people should not befriend tall ones.

This is proved tenfold when Kevin finally takes it upon himself to hook Andrew under the arms and lift him off the ground. Andrew thrashes and kicks Kevin in the legs.

"Kevin Day, if you don't put me down within three seconds—"

"Just take the photo," Kevin tells him flatly. Andrew glares at him in the screen of his phone, but surprisingly this is working better than literally everything else they'd tried. Jeremy and Jean are both very close to laughter, Andrew can tell. But as he moves his thumb to take the photo, they all pull on their press-smiles. Jean's is stilted as always, but Kevin's and Jeremy's are perfectly dazzling. Andrew allows a slight curve to his own mouth.

After he takes the picture, Kevin finally sets him back on his feet.

"If you ever do that again, I will kill you." Andrew says, stabbing a finger in Kevin's face. Kevin merely shrugs.

"Okay. I have no reason to do it again anyway. Send that to your faceless, nameless man already."

Andrew wanders off into the living room to send the picture in peace. He chooses the nicest looking one— the one where you can't tell he's being held up like Simba's understudy— presses send, then taps out a small message to go with it.

Andrew I have been kidnapped by the Jaguars. Send help.

Andrew doesn't realize he's been followed until it's too late. There's a snicker over his shoulder and he whips his head around to see Jeremy and Jean posted at either of his sides. (Andrew maintains that tall people should not be allowed to befriend short people.) He glares at them.

"What?"

"His name is flame emoji." Jeremy says with a hundred-watt smile. "Does that mean he's hot?"

"Yes." Andrew says quickly. Totally. It means 10 is sexy, totally not that he's a literal arsonist.

"Isn't that so cute?" Jeremy asks Jean. Andrew wants to tell him to fuck off but before he has a chance, the French bastard grabs the phone right out of his hands. Andrew blinks, looking down at his now-empty hands, both shocked and impressed by Jean's daring death wish. Andrew snaps his fingers and holds his phone out in demand, but goes ignored.

"You messaged this man for the first time last night," Jean says, evidently having scrolled through their very short new conversation.

"Moreau, I will break your leg." Andrew says, reaching for his phone. Jean looks down his nose at Andrew before handing it over. "For your information, he got a new phone."

"What does 10 mean?" Jean asks at the same time Jeremy asks, "Did his other phone break?"

Andrew decides to answer the safer question. "His old one was an ancient slider phone. He upgraded so we—" Andrew cuts off.

"So you what?" Kevin asks, suddenly behind him.

"So we could do video calls."

"Oh my god! He got a new phone specifically for you," Jeremy shrieks directly into Andrew's eardrum. He squeals and Andrew doesn't think he was that excited when 10 revealed his new phone last night. Jean shakes his head at Jeremy's hysteria, but Kevin gives Andrew a look.

"Tell me who he is."

"No." Andrew counters.

"Andrew."

"Kevin. You seem to be under the impression that I am part of whatever this is. But I'm not. It's been made perfectly clear over the years that I am not. You're not my partner or my boyfriend or my warden. I am allowed to pursue men you don't know and you have to deal with it." Andrew says, at last shutting him up.

Kevin opens his mouth a couple of times but can't come up with anything apparently. After a moment, he storms off back into the other room with Jean on his heels.

[gremnda]

Bad’s in general super protective of him and Pangi leans on him so much for support and it’s super sweet. Like, I saw someone on Twitter point out that post-ball talk with Bad and Aimros, Bad actually yelled when defending Pangi. Which is smth he rarely ever does, plus with immediately jumping the gun to attack Sneeg so Pangi could escape.

Pangi values Bad’s opinion heavily, saying he’d be lost if Bad didn’t agree with him. Going to him for stability when everyone else is being crazy <3

They’re so AUGHH I love them

thisss ^^^ they're literally partners in crime, i love them so so dearly :,) bad always supporting pangi's shenanigans and in return pangi being by bad's side no matter what and helping him with whatever.

the time where he threatened foolish because foolish told him to betray bad is still in my mind like, it's hard to be normal about them when they're . like that

[archangeldyke-all]

What if sevikas chihuahua and the readers dog start playing with each other at the park while their both walking their dog (like in legally blonde when elles chihuahua went up to that big Rottweiler) and then sevika and the reader end up going on a date?

CUTEEE

men and minors dni

zaun is a dangerous city, especially for someone like you.

a single woman, who lives alone on a first floor apartment? you're a prime target for muggings or burglaries in the undercity.

so, after a particularly scary walk home alone one night, you decide to get a dog.

you go to the shelter and ask for a big dog, something that will protect you and scare off potential attackers.

the attendant smiles and nods and takes you to a small room, then introduces you to sugar.

sugar's a gray pitbull, 60 lbs of pure muscle, and she's wearing a muzzle as the attendant brings her in.

he explains to you that sugar's nervous around men, hence the muzzle, and the second he leaves the room, her low growling and nervous expression melt into pure joy as she waggles her tail hard enough for her butt to shake and the two of you play together.

sugar steals your heart. she's a playful, loving, nervous wreck of a dog, and when she's not busy tapdancing at your feet with excitement, she's resting her chin on your lap and begging you for pats with her big, glossy, puppy eyes.

you take her home with you the next day.

you and sugar become inseparable. your boss lets you take her to work to sit behind the counter while you work alone, in an extra effort to keep your customers in line.

nobody gives you shit anymore. drunk customers don't try to steal, old men don't try to flirt, you don't get catcalled on your walk to and from work, and it's all thanks to your sweet baby, growling and baring her teeth whenever someone gets a bit too close to you.

sugar's nothing but smiles and cuddles when kids or women come into work, turning on her back and waiting for belly rubs, licking kids faces as they giggle, and nudging customers with her cold wet nose, gesturing to the little container of treats you keep on the counter, begging for them to sneak you one.

when you're not working, you're cuddling with sugar at home on your couch or in bed, curled around each other as a tv show plays or you read.

sugar loves chicken, tug of war, and cuddles. but above all else, sugar loves the dog park.

tonight, you're tired and grumpy. you've had a long fucking week, and all you want to do is curl up in a ball and sleep until you have to clock back in on monday. so when sugar wakes you up from your after-work nap by pressing her cold wet nose against her face, you almost turn over in bed and go back to sleep. but when her sweet, excited whines start up and she runs to the living room and fetches her leash for you, you can't deny your sweet baby.

grumbling and throwing on a robe, you hook sugar up to her leash and shuffle out of your house, beginning the quick walk to the park.

when you get there, you let sugar off her leash and she immediately starts doing her laps, sniffing and digging and barking with glee. you laugh and shake your head at your furry baby, before pulling a joint out and lighting up.

you relax against the bench, chuckling as you watch sugar run to and fro. behind you, the gate to the dog park clinks, and before you can look over your shoulder to see whose coming in, a teeny, tiny chihuahua runs up to your feet, snarling and yapping at you.

you giggle, and reach down to ruffle the tiny dog's floppy black ears. this seems to satisfy the puppy, and she gives you several licks before running off to mark her territory.

the little dog seems to think that she owns this park, because she barks at any dog who gets within a ten foot radius of her. this doesn't deter sugar, though, and she chases the chihuahua around the perimeter of the park, before the chihuahua turns around to chase sugar. you chuckle. it seems like sugar's made a friend.

"'s that your dog?" a low voice asks. you blink up and jump when your eyes land on a beautiful, tall, broad woman, standing beside your bench. you nod and laugh.

"sugar." you say, introducing your dog. the woman laughs. "you're the chihuahua's mom?" you ask, chuckling. the woman smiles and nods.

"slayer." she says. you cackle.

"seems like our dogs should swap names." you say. the woman chuckles.

"i'm sevika." she says, holding a hand out for you to shake. you smile and introduce yourself, scooting over on your bench to make room for the woman to sit.

you and sevika chat for hours as sugar and slayer play, sniff, and explore together. it's only when the park ranger comes by to kick you out that either of you realize how much time has passed. it doesn't matter, though, because after that night, you and sugar run into sevika and little slayer almost every evening.

sugar and slayer become best friends. you and sevika do too.

once you finally start dating (sevika invited you and sugar over for a 'play date' but then locked sugar and slayer in her bedroom, and turned the play date into a regular date with you, cooking you dinner and splitting a bottle of wine with you) sugar and slayer become inseparable.

for the first few months of your relationship, before the two of you move in together, any time one of you visits the other at their place, you bring your dogs along, so the two can cuddle and play while you and sevika also cuddle and play ;)

but once you guys move in together, sugar and slayer become a package deal.

slayer cries every morning when you and sugar leave for work, until you just give in and start taking both dogs with you.

if sugar's laying somewhere, you can bet your ass you'll find little slayer cuddled right up against her, or on some occasions, right on top of her.

both sugar and slayer are bed hogs, and there have been several occasions when you and sevika finally turn into bed, only to find your sleeping fur babies cuddled up on top of your spots. (you're both suckers, so you always let them sleep, pulling out the pull out couch for the two of you to sleep on for the night as the dogs sleep in your bed.)

cuddled up in bed one night beside sevika, you laugh as you watch slayer lick sugar's ear clean, grooming her best friend. you nudge sevika and she smiles at you.

"what're you laughin' at?" she asks. you gesture to your dogs on the foot of the bed.

"they're so cute. they're just like us." you say. sevika laughs.

"right, because i'm so petite and you're definetly the guard dog between the two of us." she teases you as she rolls her eyes. you just giggle.

"no, dumbass, you're sugar, i'm slayer. you've got the bite, and the scary claws and teeth and stuff, but you're really just a softie on the inside. and i'm your slayer, cute as hell and always bossin' you around." you say. sevika considers this and then smiles.

"you do yap a lot." she says. you giggle and elbow your girlfriend, and she pulls you against her side, kissing your scalp as she scratches your back. you relax into her, and in minutes, all four of you are asleep and snoring on the bed.

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[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

I feel like, if he could, Satoru would choose to take on his spouse's last name, just like Toji did

ANON . I’M GRABBING YOUR SHOULDERS SO HARD RN CAN YOU FEEL IT .

I AGREEEEEEEEEEE . I’VE NEVER AGREED WITH ANYTHING MORE . as cocky as satoru can be i truly believe the gojo name is an INTENSE weight on his back. one that he’s grown used to. :(((( so if he met someone who made him feel like he could let go off that weight…. he absolutely would. i think satoru wants to be Yours more than he wants you to be His, you know? he wants to be let into YOUR life, not the other way around, because his own life is so bleak in comparison. i think he’d get sooo giddy at the idea of having your last name 🥺🥺

….. it’d also be a very big “fuck you <3” to his clan and the higher ups . which he’d find fun. (he corrects people VERY sternly if they ever refer to him as gojo instead of your last name …. it’s a little scary)

[wildstar25]

Hello. Has anyone mentioned that your fun, lovely cat is fun and lovely? Feels like it should be mentioned more often. Cute solo-pose!

"I wholeheartedly agree with this notion, kind stranger. As I continue my mission of documenting this path we forge- history in the making- I take utmost care in presenting my love as the wonderful woman that she is!"