Absolutely no one:
Me: scripting a deep British accent on my s/o just cause even though my dr has nothing to do with British people.
this is the cutest thing ever
✩ ‧₊˚ ✩ FIRST KISS — GOJO SATORU.
contents. fluff + mutual pining if you squint, it’s literally just you being satoru’s first kiss <3, he’s just a loser boy beneath all his facades !!
it’s summer the first time you kiss satoru. his lips taste like the lingering sweetness of kikufuku. the cicadas are calling, and the sun finds every crevice of your skin to hug.
it’s hot outside—but you don’t mind the heat so much when it’s the fan of satoru’s breath against your skin. you can feel his hands tremble as they finds your hips. hesitant, you note as he pauses a moment before finally letting them rest against you.
“you’re eager, sweetheart,” he hums—because satoru, even dazed from the taste of you, is still persistently himself. large hands are gently cradling the curves of your waist—he’s warm there too, where he holds you and pulls you closer to his chest. he grins when you press a kiss to his jaw, rubbing circles into your hip with his thumb.
“it doesn’t feel like you’re kissing me while held at gunpoint either, gojo,” you roll your eyes. your hand cups his face, thumb tracing over the swell of his cheek gently.
gojo—his lips, rosy and just a bit swollen, pout at the use of his surname. surely, now that you’ve stolen the innocence of his lips, you can spare him a bit more than that. surely, the intimacy of his given name doesn’t outweigh the intimacy of exchanging breath.
satoru—he imagines the way the name would sound from you, carefully whispered like a secret. everything you do is careful, he’s noticed, everything about you is thoughtful and soft.
more than anything, you’re careful in the way you touch him. you’re delicate in the way you let yourself explore his skin, like he’s fragile and easy to hurt. like all he’s ever known is pain. it’s ironic—someone like satoru should know very little about pain, should never feel the devastating blows at its hands when infinity leaves more than enough room for him to remain untouched.
but you’re funny like that; take him by surprise as you carve out the slant of his cheekbone with your thumb slowly enough that you might almost think your touch is enough to slice the skin.
it’s nice, he thinks distantly, being handled with care is nice. it’s not something this world affords so easily.
“this your first kiss?” he asks shamelessly, throwing you that lopsided grin of his.
am i your first? is what he means to ask. what he wants to ask. what he aches to ask.
is he your first? or are you only his? has anyone else tasted the strawberry of your chapstick? was it a different flavor before it was ever strawberry? satoru hopes he’s the only one to ever explore the flavors your lips might come in—maybe you’ll try cherry next. he’d like that.
“it’s certainly your first kiss,” you giggle, thumb moving down to trace his bottom lip, “i can feel you trembling, y’know.”
not many people catch gojo satoru embarrassed—you do, though. that enough should make you feel like god, perhaps. who else is powerful enough to feel the strongest quake? who else feels the quivers of his hands and the uncertain hesitance under his touch?
no one but you—and you’d like to keep it that way.
his face flushes a little, against his control. even gojo satoru is not above the rush of blood rising to his cheeks, even he cannot stop the hue of color that paints across his face. he’s human, after all—and he deserves to be treated as such: with the fragility of being human.
“no it’s not,” he scoffs, “i’ve kissed plenty.”
“yeah?” you chuckle, admiring the rosiness of his flesh, “name one person.”
“i don’t recall anyone’s name,” he shrugs, hands still making sure to keep you painfully close. if you pull away, satoru thinks he might die—thinks he might never recover from the aftershocks of such devastation. “no one was ever worthwhile enough to remember.”
he’s too much sometimes—but never less than enough. you snort, huffing out a small laugh that rings in his ears and makes him gulp.
perfect—you sound and look and feel and taste perfect. gojo satoru is the strongest, but is he deserving of the one thing this earth has that’s devoid of flaws? he’s not so sure. but he can try to be worthy, and perhaps that’s enough.
“well, then tell me, gojo,” you murmur, gently slipping the bandages from his forehead to fall to his neck. he’s only recently left the sunglasses behind—you like him better this way. you can see the outline of his features better, even if you do miss his eyes.
“hm?” he quirks a brow, breath almost hitching when his eyes meet yours—since when have you looked at him like that? since when have your pupils housed so much affection for him? have you always done so, and he’s never noticed?
it would be a crime to not have noticed before this, he thinks, a cruel and terrible reality of missing every soft and affectionate gaze.
“will i be long forgotten after this kiss? or has this one finally caught your attention?”
there is no prior kiss to compare yours too—but there never needs to be one after, either. this is the best kiss he’ll ever have, the only kiss he wants to have. no one will ever feel like you, he’s sure of it. no one will ever make him feel what you do, and even infinity is something that cannot protect him from the risks.
but satoru is not scared, not of you—and never with you.
so he grins, tapping his chin in thought as he hums, “give me another, and i’ll decide.”
you scoff in disbelief—amused, if anything, before shaking your head. he can’t help the chuckle that escapes him.
“you never change, gojo,” you say fondly, “do you know that?”
“say satoru,” he says quietly. it’s almost a plead—it sounds like a plead.
you smile. it’s an innocent little thing, untouched by the cruelties of life—or maybe it has, and you still find a reason to stay pure. maybe it’s the latter, he realizes, maybe you’re just resilient enough to remain unwavering in the way you love so unapologetically.
“come here, satoru,” you whisper, gently pulling his face closer as you hold his cheeks.
desperately, he needs to taste his name rolling off your tongue—so he comes closer, bridging the gap and kissing you again. and again—and he can’t find it in him to stop.
the same day satoru has his first kiss, you call him by his first name. it’s summer. the flowers smell sweet as the cicadas call, and you put the sun’s heat to shame.
he’ll always stay warm wrapped in you.
tbh this was supposed to be y’all fucking for the first time but then it just turned into this. alas, we prevail
tumblr recs🍓
i figured i would make a tumblr recs list since it will be a while till i make another ao3 one hehe
thanks for checking out my list :), i say this everytime but this is important: make sure to support the authors!
also sorry i haven’t made a recs list in a while! i’ve been burnt out from school lately and just didn’t think to make one 🥲
various x reader, unrequited love with the haikyuu boys, made me sad but part 2 fixes it all trust me, 🍓
tanaka x reader, comfort short, so sickingly sweet it hurts, this lil fic is perf for when ur sad and need some love, 🍓
various x reader, how they cope with ur death, this one’s for when you want some angst :/, 🍓
osamu x reader, exes to lovers, this one sorta reminds me of those hallmark movies where the girl leaves her small middle of no where hometown for the big city for work, and leaves behind her boyfriend who stays behind to have a small shop in their hometown, i literally adored this one pls read it, 🍓
sakusa x reader, strangers to friends to lovers, 1930s/1940s au, MILITARY MAN SAKUSA! this one was just… wow, never really have seen an au like this, not disappointed in the slightest, read it now, 🍓
kageyama x reader, childhood friends ish to lovers, love this one, makes you feel all mushy for kageyama :ppp, 🍓
iwaizumi x reader, fake dating trope, literally love this one, i’m such a simp for iwa, if you love fake dating + iwaizumi this is for you, 🍓
kita x reader, fic masterlist, arranged marriage au!, okay so i’m not a big fan of arranged marriage fics, but this… this was incredible. it was so well written and the build up between y/n and kita was so natural and not forced, it’s only three chapters but the chapters are very long! pls check out it was amazing, 🍓
bokuto x reader, oneshot from the story ‘The Ghosts we see’ which i have on one of my recs lists here 😚, i actually really enjoyed this one since i adore the fic it’s based on, for-warning, pretty smutty😉, 🍓
iwaizumi x reader, this is by augustine!! i love all of her works, they’re like a pick me up, iwaizumi literally gives you sm butterfly’s while reading, in short, 3 of the valentines days you’ve spent with iwaizumi :), 🍓
sakusa x reader, ENEMIES TO LOVERS ROYAL AU!!! guys. i passed out from pure joy when i discovered this story. three of my favorite things in one fic: haikyuu, enemies to lovers, and royal aus. such a pleasure to read. trust me on this one and read it rn!!! 🍓
ushijima x reader, ushijima comfort ushijima comfort ushijima comfort ushijima comfort!! if you know me you know i love this man. so when i see beautiful comfort fics about my fav?? i lose it. 10/10 made me happy when i was sad. 🍓
akaashi x reader, angst. so much angst. it’s actually not really angsty with akaashi but with his current girlfriend (lil spoiler: she’s a fucking cunt). but the ending is so rewarding after reading it. it’s also by demxnsxcous which if you haven’t been to her page then go immediately after reading. have never read one bad work of theirs. 🍓
ushijima x reader, r-royal au, royal au!!!! king ushijima 🥴, i love this man. and this man as your protective king husband is more than i could ever ask for. this story gives me butterfly’s when he’s being protective hehe, 🍓
suna x reader, KNIGHT SUNA AND PRINCESS READER!!!! i think you guys can tell of my everlasting love for royal aus. this link will take you to the masterlist for this little miniseries. i really love this one. the relationship with reader and suna makes you so happy and sad. happy because seeing how happy they are and how much they love each other makes your day. but sad because they can never really be together becuase of social and class standards. 🍓
iwaizumi x reader, i LOVE this one. it’s about a rich girl going off on her own and leaving her old life behind. and guess which tough bad boy she meets? mhm. it’s not done yet but i’m so excited for the next chapter, i’m on the taglist and everything ;)) 🍓
osamu x reader, fake dating, friends to lovers <333 this one only has 2 chapters out so far but i just know this one’s gonna be good. i cant wait for more and more chapters to come out and for this story to develop. i’m already in love with half the characters. adore this so far. 🍓
hinata x reader. i actually barley if ever read hinata fics. this one’s timeskip and i was pleasantly surprised. it’s such a satisfying read. i very much enjoyed it. the ending is also very sweet;) 🍓
kuroo x reader, angel reader and demon kuroo, half modern/half magic au. read this one a little while back, loved it. lot of smut hehe. definitely a guilty pleasure. the ending made me smile since it perfectly ended the game of cat and mouse kuroo and the reader were playing. 🍓
semi x reader, rockstar semi eita… much i say more? exes to lovers. oh my god. i remember when i read this for the first time, i could not stop reading it. i re read this over and over again. i don’t really wanna give too much away, but i’ll finish off with this: fuck semi eita ;)) 🍓
i don’t think anyone understands how hard klance hits for me, and the fact that i have no one to talk about them with irl makes me cry everyday.
guys what does it mean if i’ve been dreaming about my failed talking stage a lot lately? He’s plaguing my mind and it doesn’t help that he’s my IDEAL type
Monachopsis
You Make Me Feel (Like Dancing)
sweet touch (you’ve given me too much to feel)
everything, everything
The Amnesia Game
never gonna need nobody’s love (but yours)
A Second Chance (series)
home is a feeling
the good ones always seem to break
i know nothing else, i know only this
giggles and crushes (and absolute mortification)
calling me to come back
when the lights go out
unmixed signals
All the Way Down
Nightmares
Under Arrest
we have only one story
this is what love looks like
Squeezing My Heart
you don't say anything as you push the door to his room open, and to your relief, neither does satan. he watches you from his cross-legged position on the ground, glinting green eyes scanning you over before flickering between you and his bed. you know it's his permission for you to stay, so you bow your head in gratitude before shutting the door behind you and shuffling over to his bed.
you're careful to avoid the stacks of tomes scattered along the ground as you make your way over, gracefully hopping up onto his mattress so that you can rest your back on the headboard and spread your legs out on the bed. all the while, satan watches you with muted adoration, face stoic enough that you might think he didn't care about what you did, but heart racing all the same.
as you settle in, satan takes his cue to move to his bed as well, swiping a book you hadn't seen before from his shelves. the blond stands at the side of the bed, gesturing to you to shift over and make enough room for him to slide in beside you. he throws a blanket over your legs, tugging it so it can cover his as well.
once satan decides he's found the perfect position, he flips the book open to the first page, throat clearing as he prepares to read aloud.
his voice, like a river in the night, is cold, and soothing; flowing and gentle under the low light. your eyes grow heavy, and it's not long before satan guides your head to his shoulder to rest.
satan whispers a soft goodnight into your hair as his fingers trail along your jawline, leaving you feeling like you've gotten lost the clouds as you finally fall asleep.
METHOD TO GET INTO THE VOID STATE OR MANIFEST INSTANTLY.
METHOD ONE(PSYCH K) Firstly cross your left hand against your right and bring it all the way up to your chest. LIKE YOU SEE IN THE PICTURE BELOW.
Then cross your left ankle aganist your right ankle,while doing that,breath in with your tongue touching the roof of your mouth. And as you exhale let your tongue down while whispering "i'm in the void"continue doing that for 3 minutes. Cross your right hand against the left hand and bring it up to your chest,then you cross your right ankle aganist your left ankle,while doing that,breath in with your tongue touching the roof of your mouth,and as you exhale let your tongue down while whispering "I'M IN THE VOID STATE"continue doing that for another 3 minutes,THIS CAN ALSO BE USED TO REPROGRAM YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS MIND INSTANTLY.
METHOD TWO(BRACELET METHOD) GET A BRACELET OR BEAD OR ANYTHING THAT YOU CAN COUNT WITH,THEN COUNT THE BEAD OR BRACELET AND AS YOU'RE COUNTING STAY STILL AND AFFIRM IN BETWEEN THE COUNTING OF THE BEADS,FOR EXAMPLE YOU COUNT ONE BEAD:SAY AN AFFIRMATION BEFORE MOVING ON TO THE NEXT BEAD,SAY DIFFERENT AFFS FOR EACH BEAD,DO THAT UNTIL YOU'RE DONE COUNTING THE WHOLE OF THE BEADS. THIS HELPED ME MANIFEST INSTANTLY.
UPDATE ME AND THEN THANK ME LATER!!!
OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SHARING!! ♡
PSYCH-K is a very interesting method to get rid of limiting beliefs instantly in a deep subconscious level and it also has a great success rate. I'm quite amazed how Rob Williams even came about on this, truly remarkable. And thank you, love, for explaining this to everyone.
THIS IS AN AMAZING METHOD TO REPROGRAM YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS TO TAKE YOU INTO THE VOID STATE INSTANTLY. GIVE IT A TRY!! . ⁺ ⋆
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wanted to draw jy training.. yea
nobody:
Me: randomly dancing the N/S choreo 💀
i can just be sitting around and a random question pops in my head. “why do people eat ass?”
I’ll probably change my account designs more than once because I like different styles :b
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