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the things i would give to have a gf 🥲 please

Fuck my life

Is there like asexual but like for like relationships? Like yeah I'll have sex with you but like you want me to go on dates with you and hold your hand? Like no. The fuck.

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Satoru’s the type of boyfriend who takes your compliments as guidelines.

“Mm, you smell so good.” Now he’s wearing that same cologne every single day, buying extra bottles to stock up so he never runs out.

“I love your hair like that.” Now he wears it like that all the time. Messes it up a little bit on purpose because that’s how you like it.

“That color really suits you.” It’s the only color he wears from here on out.

“You look so handsome in that shirt.” After that, you have to tell him he can’t wear the same shirt every day.

“I love when you laugh like that.” Any other kind of laugh slips out of him, he’s pissed at himself. That was the wrong one.

“I like your other sunglasses better.” He does now, too. The first pair’s getting thrown in the garbage.

You can doll him up all you want. Anything for your affection, your attention, your admiration. He loves feeling loved by you. It’s a high he’s constantly chasing.

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Satoru's mother hates how overly affectionate you are to her son.

Your mother-in-law, the lady of the Gojo Clan of the Great Three Sorcerer Clans, would throw endless "tsks" and "tuts" at you whenever she catches you red-handed spoiling her son. You'd argue that it wasn't really spoiling but more of being an attentive wife.

Satoru was a lovebug, after all. An honest to goodness, "Oh, this man is obsessed with his wife" kind of guy. He was always going, "Where is my WIFE?!" "Wifey!" "My wife!", and wasn't at all embarrassed to express just how much he loves you. You, in turn, never shy away from reciprocating his affection, whether it's by returning his crushing embraces or calling for him through the rooftops so he could hear where you were, regardless of who else could hear you. He didn't give two shits what his family thought of him, but his relatives and servants have lost count of how many times his piercing glares have sent a chill down their spines whenever they made even the slightest attempt to comment on your behavior.

They would catch you two in the strangest of situations. Strange in a sense that your affection for each other is so foreign to them. You, running your fingers through his silver hair, helping him out of his clothes... You being the first thing he seeks out whenever he arrives home. And him bringing you countless pretty and sweet things to fill your shared bedroom...

Your mother-in-law often tells you to stop coddling him, that he isn't a child to be babied— ("He's the strongest sorcerer of your generation, for crying out loud!" She'd always say...)

"He may be the strongest sorcerer of our generation, but he's still my dearest husband. And in our home, he is that and that alone."

Then again, Satoru has always been an odd bird himself, so together, you two made a lovely feather duster.

boyfriend! satoru with a reader who struggles with an eating disorder and body image issues.

boyfriend! satoru who, before finding out, steals your food all the time. it's intended to be silly. “ooo, haha, we're sharing food that was supposed to just be for you!” is essentially what he thinks; he unintentionally stays ignorant to how he's the only one eating, how he's the one who finishes the whole plate of food, not both of you.

boyfriend! satoru who, before finding out, pokes your stomach a lot. it's mindless, like a habit. he doesn't notice how badly it affects your vision of yourself. he doesn't see how you stare at your naked body in the mirror and remember how he poked your stomach; “does he not like my body? is this his way of saying i look fat?” you think to yourself as tears bead up on your waterline.

boyfriend! satoru who finds out by pure accident. you were in the bedroom, on a phone call with a girl friend of yours, and somehow your eating disorder came up as a topic. you didn't think he'd hear, he was all the way in the living room, after all. but what you didn't know was that he'd started to miss your presence and went to your shared bedroom to relieve the ache, only to hear what you and your friend were talking about.

boyfriend! satoru who starts picking up on all the signs he neglected to notice before, such as you never wearing certain clothes he bought you if you deemed it ‘too revealing’, your stomach growling at the most random of times, when you would poke at your own stomach and frown, how you'd always hug a pillow to your stomach when you're sitting in bed or on the couch, eating slowly, never scolding him for stealing your food, skipping meals by ‘accident’, always ‘not hungry’, ect.

boyfriend! satoru who feels so ashamed for not noticing beforehand, because how could he not? the signs were there, he just wasn't looking hard enough.

boyfriend! satoru who has no clue how to bring it up after that. because, realistically, how would he? “hey, babe! the other day i heard you telling your friend about how you hate your body and have an eating disorder, wanna unpack that?” no, that sounds intrusive and insensitive.

boyfriend! satoru who, instead, tries to do little acts to try and get you to like your body without directly bringing it up.

boyfriend! satoru who litters little kisses all over your tummy right before bed. it turns into a nightly routine.

boyfriend! satoru who rubs your stomach whenever he's spooning you from behind while kissing your shoulder every now and then.

boyfriend! satoru who murmurs soft: “you're so pretty”'s, and “such a beautiful body”'s every time the two of you get sexually intimate.

boyfriend! satoru whose new favorite position is missionary, because it means he can watch your face heat up while he tells you how gorgeous your body is.

boyfriend! satoru who stops stealing your food.

boyfriend! satoru who starts cooking homemade meals for you. he makes a mental list of all your favorite foods alongside a list of foods your friends have said you liked and gets to work. he knows you're more likely to eat it if you know he made it, rather than if it's just an instant can of nothingness like normally.

boyfriend! satoru who watches your plate whenever the two of you eat together. it isn't an intense stare, just looking down at it every now and then, smiling a little whenever he sees you actually eating.

boyfriend! satoru who realizes it's working when all the tiny things you used to do stop happening. you eat at a regular pace now, you slap his hand when he steals your food, you tell him when you're hungry, you eat three meals a day, you wear all the clothes he buys you, you stop hiding your stomach, you're happier.

boyfriend! satoru who is ecstatic to have you feeling happy with yourself again. he thinks you're so pretty, you deserve to feel that way just as much as he does.

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Introducing my MHA oc!

I haven’t exactly figured out her name yet, buttt somewhere in there her name will be Akasuki. Which means “I love red” 🤷🏻‍♀️. I would love some name ideas!! She also later gets adopted by Aizawa and Present Mic ( ikkk they aren’t tg but it’s just like my hc and its in my DR anyway) if you would like more information abt her pleaseee let me know I want some help editing her and workshopping her to be the best. And please don’t make fun of the ai generated oc, I’m gonna draw as soon as I have time 😭😭. If your and artist or a writer and you would like to use her or smthn please let me know I can give u information abt her quirk and personality. (She’s lowkey overpowered but her quirk has consequences so it’s ok)