#sorry! for being sappy or whatever!!!

[dilfsuzanneyk]

i'm watching wendigoon's live reaction to kane pixel's the oldest view right now and the way he gushes over every detail and how it makes him feel makes me SO happy. the way he's scared but is so intrigued with it is amazing!! i hope every artist gets to experience that!! i hope every artist gets to see someone love their art so wholly and deeply that they see it Affect them. and i hope more people let themselves sit with something and let it affect them. peace and love everyone

[turtletoria]

the krampus incident from the book of bill if it was out of character and stupid

[skuntank]

tries not to feel too bad every time i flood peoples dashes with 1000 text posts about characters only five people in the world care about

a sincere and heartfelt thank you to anyone who does actually read the shit i post. ultimately this is all for myself and just to make myself feel good and to indulge my younger self that would be over the moon over the stuff im posting but it is nice if others get even a little enjoyment out of it

[cyphyra]

tbh i wish undertale was still as massive as it used to be, i get people end up getting burnt out, move on to other things, etc, but watching my feed have a bunch of UT stuff-- au or canon-- just flying by on my dash constantly always made me smile

it just sucks that there was such a polarizing backlash to undertale and creators for it (i think shortly after it won "greatest game of all time" on gamefaqs which, cmon yall, it's an arbitrary title, it shouldn't've been taken seriously) that ended with deleted blogs and an overall lull in the flow of content, both being shared and being produced

that little bump of content i started seeing once UT Yellow released made it feel like those days again n i already miss it

[robotlesbianjavert]

yeah i know real!afo is probably gonna come in and do whatever he was gloating about vis a vis finishing the shigafo merge, at least i know that shigaraki is a tough bitch. like some of you may not know but spinner is like my favourite character. not sure if that's evident from my entire everything. but shigaraki was the first character i fell in love with and the reason i started reading.

i've been insanely miffed since the end of the plf raid and the shigafo takeover, because we did lose a lot of material that should have been explored as shigaraki - the loss of twice, his thoughts on spinner's loyalty, maybe some thoughts on the development of the plf - and for so long it felt like we were losing the shigaraki the story has followed in order to pursue the path of an 'innocent tenko' who only really needed to be 'saved' from all for one's machinations, nevermind anything else about the guy. while i still wish we could have had shigaraki's thoughts on Everything Else, last chapter was a huge relief in knowing that the shigaraki that attracted me to the story in the first place is still there, fully aware of what he wants and willing to fight for it. no matter what else happens in this goddamn manga, shigaraki will always be a top tier character. love and kisses.

[demitheshine]

🍁THIS IS FROM THE FUCKING MOLE INTEREST POST ISN'T IT--

🍁Jfc/pos + lh

[chelseahotel2004]

god bless sam 🥹 he is genuinely the kindest caring person i have ever met.

[anothermonikan]

Y'know I come across like, self-deprecating stuff in my archive and I think about deleting it and I'm deciding against it because it's kind of a reminder of how far I've come y'know? From the 13 year old who didn't think she'd make it to 16, to the 15 year old who got so depressed they didn't think they'd make it to 16, to the 16 year old who thought he wouldn't make it until 18, to me now, 19, being excited at the prospect of being 20! Hey Andy!!! Things got better like people said they would!! Isn't that so cool?? You found your name, your friends, what you want to do, what you enjoy doing, you want to live more than anything now. You're doing your best and I know it's hard that no one seems to recognise it but you're gonna make it through no matter how bleak it all seems!! You're doing good, and you're going to do better. I do not miss being you.

[pomeg-glitch]

Hi. Hello. I'm really sorry if this is a question you e answered but I'm emerging from a 45 minute panicked search. Picture me as a desperate, manic, half drowned raccoon.

I believe it's you that made my favourite TMA animatic...ever. First Love? It was by someone with this same handle on YouTube. It has dissappeared. I cannot even find the channel. I was just wondering what happened?

A selfish person (me) would also love to know if they could maybe get a copy? If it's okay with you.

Hi, hello. As the person who, in a previous bout of paranoia, panicked and privated the channel and all its contents, I sympathize with the desperate, manic, half drowned raccoon feel. I’ve been almost too anxious to look at it since, but, y’know. Uh. Since you asked so nicely?

in seriousness, I’ve been meaning to open the darn thing back up anyway. I’m working on videos on and off for years, even though I never finish them, and I have to put them someplace if I do. Besides, I’ve taken a few videos that meant a lot to some folks down with me into the void, and much as I’d like to let people see them again, I’ve been kind of… scared, about it. Anyway, uh. So here’s a link!

I don’t know yet if I’m going to make it all public again instead of unlisted, or if, or when, but. I know this video’s made a lot of people awfully happy, and even though I cringe violently at my old (almost three years, now, look how I’ve grown) art, I really am glad you enjoy it :] so… enjoy it.

[odetolovers]

shaking crying screaming

[cantofworms]

ace ur tags are literally always mirroring what I'm thinking u are so fucking wise I love reading them sm

LYSS😭🫶🏻🫶🏻🥰😚☹️🫶🏻 omg kicking my feet twirling my hair etc rn fr

[sleepyagent]

Fuck, only imagining kissing you still makes my heart jump a bit🤡

[bidolatry]

before i go bed i need to- [explodes into 10000 pieces]

[ping-ski]

UGLY CRYING I AM UGLY CRYING PLUCK THANK YOU OH MY GOD

The Finale we've all been waiting for. The End of the Good End. Thanks for joining me on this wild ride, and don't forget to check that author's note at the end for a special surprise.

[seiwas]

₊˚⊹。take my time (i’ll spend it all on you) | gojo satoru

wc: 1.6k

summary: gojo sees you in lingerie for the first time. 

contains: f!reader, suggestive almost nsfw (they make out… maybe a bit steamy), 18+ just in case, reader is in lingerie, shy feelings!! gojo down bad!!

a/n: i hc that the first time gojo sees you in lingerie, it’s like seeing you walk down the aisle—he’s a bit sappy like that! i also think that he’d love seeing his lover in pink! idk! it’s just the vibes! (col reader would look cute in pink too i think hehe complements the personality!); takes place later on, around col #4 (wip)

collection masterlist: conversations on love 3.5b. —will i ever bring you peace? <- you are here -> +04b (extra). if you're ready (let me) + 04. these traces of love, they outline you

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

There are few things in life that have earned Gojo’s double take: 

A sign for a newly-opened gelato shop with ‘exclusive flavors for the first 30 customers!’ written in fine print; Megumi, back in middle school, being confessed to with a sweetly handcrafted box of chocolates for Valentine’s Day; a small cut, right at the tip of his nose from that time you sparred with him and he let you get too close (or so he says). 

And now you. 

In something pink—

—that if he backtracks just a bit, steps one foot behind the other to glance again at the space left open by the bedroom door, and squints—

He’s certain, 200% sure. 

It’s lingerie. 

He blinks once, twice, rubs at his eyes even as his mind attempts to catch up to whatever it is–you–he just saw. This must be what wires feel when they short circuit. 

You know he’s home, right? You have to, you just told him to rinse the dishes after snacking.

And he was in the middle of doing that—walking across your apartment from couch to kitchen, stopping only to do a double take at the sight of pink in his periphery, at you, once he looked again, clearly. 

Or were you doing this on purpose? Did you want him to see you? 

He gulps, warmth spreading from the tips of his ears down to his neck, lingering. 

There’s only one way to find out, really. 

He walks down the hallway leading to the bedroom, keeping his footsteps light so as to not startle you.

If he’s being honest right now, his mind is full to the point of feeling empty—too many thoughts swirling around the fact that behind this very door, he’s about to find you in pink lingerie. 

And when he takes a deep breath, fingertips pushing on wood very slightly as he calls out, “Bab—“

“S’toru!” you squeal from the other side, panicked as you instantly push it back closed.

So you didn’t do it on purpose. 

“Sorry, give me a minute!” you call out, and he can hear your footsteps from the other side, frantically walking around for what he can assume is you looking for something to cover yourself with. 

But he doesn’t want that. 

Not when he already has the visual of you, pretty in what he suspects is pink lace.

Not when the way you said ‘S’toru’ sounded so much like ‘‘Toru’, your ‘‘Toru’, the way you usually say it pressed against bed sheets, under him, expression blissed out from—

Do you have any idea what that does to him? 

“Are you wearing lingerie?” 

You freeze. Gojo can tell from the other side of the door, and you think, damn it, because he isn’t supposed to know you bought a set, much less see you in it. Not yet. 

You could try to lie, but Gojo always sees through you, through every change in inflection, the way your eyebrow twitches before speaking. 

“Can I come in?” he asks softly, almost hesitantly. 

How can you possibly resist him when he speaks to you like this? Asking permission as if this space you live in isn’t as much his?

You sigh, flustered at being caught this way, “Can you close your eyes first?” 

He follows, laying one hand over his eyes for good measure before knocking on the door. You open it slowly, wood creaking as he steps inside. 

You feel a little naked right now despite how he isn’t even looking your way, opting to face the side opposite from where you’re standing. It’s on purpose, you know, he can tell where you are—Six Eyes and all. 

There’s a smile that he’s hiding, biting his lower lip to stop it from showing. His toes are wiggling from the excitement coursing through him.

You know Gojo will like you in anything; in fact, he’s made it very clear that he prefers you in nothing—but still. Your stomach feels queasy and you can’t get rid of how nervous you’re feeling. 

And you guess, it’s really just because this was meant to be a surprise for him—the design you’ve chosen, how it looks on your body, how it looks to him, especially. You’d ordered the lingerie set months in advance to leave a lot of time for returns, whether it turned out ill-fitting or just unflattering.

You didn’t expect him to catch a glimpse of it now, months before his birthday, before you were even ready. 

“I’m waiting…” he teases, voice sing-song in that way he usually does to annoy you. It always makes you smile though, and it’s an odd form of comforting with how it dulls your jitters right now, just a little bit.

“Okay, you can look.” 

As soon as he turns, you squeeze your eyes shut, hands on your sides as you fiddle with your fingernails. Seeing, knowing his reaction in real time is still nervewracking, regardless of every reassurance you tell yourself—because, what if this is the off-chance that you’re wrong, and he doesn’t like it? 

Or worse: what if he has to pretend he likes it?

You frown a bit—it doesn’t help at all that Gojo isn’t saying anything.

But—

How can he, when there are no words, no adjectives, no possible descriptions to articulate what he’s seeing—what he’s feeling?

If he didn’t die then, in every instance he’s brushed with death: by Toji’s hands, locked up inside that box, in that final moment with Sukuna, nearly halved—

He thinks he might have just died right now. 

Because this? You? In lingerie as pink as all he’s feeling—his cheeks, his nose, flushing down his neck, maybe even his chest if it were exposed. 

It’s heaven. 

You’re a sight. 

While Gojo has certainly seen you in much less, and done with you things much more than just stand with you like this, he’s never seen you in lingerie.

And you’re so pretty. Sexy. All his, he can’t believe it.   

He’s noticing all the little details on it–on you–its shade, almost salmon with a bit of baby pink; its material: sheer net as the base for everything—it’s practically see-through save for the delicate floral lace running across the bra cups and panty front.

The set itself is nice, sure, but he knows he only likes it this much because it’s on you. And he knows he’ll always like anything on you. 

The heat in his stomach is building, spreading, to the single part of him that—

“Is it that bad?” you scrunch your nose, eyes still closed. He looks at you confused, before he realizes: he hasn’t said anything.

He chuckles and you open your eyes, pouting. 

And God, he wishes you didn’t do that. That look on your face—what it does to him.

“I ordered it in advance for your birthday,” you start, pout deepening as you ramble on, “it was supposed to be a surprise, but if you don’t like it, I can still–” 

That’s enough. 

He can’t believe that you actually think he doesn’t like it. 

Gojo steps into your space, close enough to grab you by the waist as his other hand reaches up to slot itself in the area between your ear and your jawline, tilting your head up slightly as he leans in to kiss you. 

It’s rushed at first, almost desperate—hungry, the way he releases his breath only to take you in; your lips, soft in the way he knows them to be, his hand on your waist squeezing. Your fingertips trail to his cheek, almost cupping as his kisses turn deeper, more languid, lips moving against yours slowly, savoring. 

Gojo is a fast learner, and he shows it best in the way he kisses you, as if he’s memorized every way to build that familiar heat within you. You lay your other hand against his chest, gripping at the fabric of his t-shirt as he pulls you closer. 

You bite his lip and suck, just a little bit, the way he likes it, and he moans, lowly, vibrations rippling through your mouth as he holds you steady. He’s hard already; you can feel it pressing against your lower belly. 

And you realize, as a small laugh tears itself away from you, how ridiculous it was for you to even worry. 

You break the kiss, leaning your forehead against his as you keep your noses touching. It’s impossible to tell how Gojo looks, but you have a hunch with how he’s breathing so heavily; the skies in his eyes must be darker, almost gray, turned on by desire—the same one settling deep in your stomach, aching, needy. 

“It’s perfect,” he whispers, lips grazing yours. He traces hearts by your shoulder, something born out of the many times you’ve lain in bed together, playing with the strap of your bra before pulling, a short snap! as he lets go. 

“You like it?” you whisper back, a lilt in your tone, teasing. Your fingers come up to trace his lips and he holds them in place, nipping. 

“Mhm,” he grins, smoothing his hand over the lace details on your bra, his thumb rubbing, “so pretty.” 

He leans in again, a small peck, before asking, “Does this mean I can get my gift now?” 

You laugh, hitting his chest, “It’s not your birthday yet!” 

“Yeah, but what is time anyway?” 

And you know, with the way he’s trailing kisses down your neck, licking and sucking—you’re going to have to find another thing to surprise him with on his birthday. 

.

Later that evening, with your head lying right on his chest, you remember. 

“Oh yeah, the set also came with one of those belt things. Garter, I think? But I wasn’t sure if you’d be into–” 

You’ve never seen Gojo get up from bed faster.

thank you notes: for that anon that asked about whether col reader wears lingerie! + @stellamancer @soumies @crysugu for validating me that pink is in fact col reader's colour ᰔ i also just luv u guys 🥺

comments, tags, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ♡

[emeraldbabygirl]

THUNDER AND MIMI ARE GETTING MARRIED????

I DIDNT EVEN KNOW THERE WAS A MIMI IN GUGUDAN

FIRST JHEART AND THEN UKWON AND MY HYUNA AND MY MINHA AND MY KYUNGRI

IM JEALOUS CAUSE THUNDER WAS MY BIAS BUT I KNOW I WOULDNT HAVE A CHANCE WITH HIM ANYWAY OR ANY OTHER IDOL OR CELEB FOR THAT MATTER BUT IM ALSO JEALOUS CAUSE..what if I want that? What if sometimes I just really really wanna fall in love and get married so bad and have someone love me and get all those sappy gross feelings?? I’m jealous cause the more young people or idols that get married the less I feel like I have a chance in general? I know I don’t with any idol of celeb or pretty person or whatever but :(