Hii, Wasn't Tagged But I'm Here Anyway ^^

Hii, wasn't tagged but I'm here anyway ^^

starting a picrew chain cause i think it's cute!! picrew link here, anyone is free to join <3

npt to start (tell me if u dont want to be tagged in the future idm!! tagging a couple people i don't know that much): @yourlocalbadgerscales @permetutotheworld @stqrgirl3 @ravenoclock @star-and-moon-shipper

@cheekyboybeth @homocidalpotat @nyx-taylors-version @calypso10191 @whydousernamesevenexist

@purple-phesh-and-cheps @equippedtolove @mae-occasionally-reads @atokirina-tsuki @outromoony

@izumi-kousei1715 @sunshinerainbowsandlollipops @saturnsconstellation @gender-thief2

thinking about husband!satoru and how much he loves his wife☹️ bro BREATHES nothing but love for the person he married.

husband!satoru wakes up every morning just to leave kisses all over your face, mainly to wake you up but also because he loves the smile that spreads across those pretty lips of yours—the lips he then kisses despite your complaints that it's too early for all this energy.

he's probably too lazy to make breakfast in bed but he IS the type to drag you along to get some in the early morning. he craves adventure with you, craves to enjoy life itself with you. if you're not up for something, that's okay, he'll figure something else out with you, if you're willing.

he's the clingiest sleeper EVER. its either his arm or his leg that's draped over you—or both. sometimes it's his entire body smothering you like a weighted blanket. even in sleep he craves contact with you; at this point his love for you is written in his dna, it's in the way his heart beats, in the way he breathes. he swears your beauty is so deeply imprinted in his soul that even if he lost his sight, you'd be the only thing he could ever see.

he isn't afraid to let everyone know these things, either. he's never been shy, so why start with you? after all, how could anyone be ashamed to love someone like you?

dazai is so clingy. he's always up in your personal space, leaving you no room to breathe – he's got a hand around your shoulder or maybe your waist, he's laying his head on your lap, he's fidgeting with your fingers and he's playing with your hair. he's all over you at all times but—

it gets so much worse when he's sleepy.

suddenly, he is no longer human, but a koala instead. he's glued to your side with not even an inch between your bodies, his limbs curling around you as if he's going to slip and fall onto the ground and turn into a sad, wet puddle of goo if he were to let go of you.

he's hiding his face in the crook of your neck as you're washing the dishes; he's mumbling something, whining and begging for you to baby him. he's got no shame, this is who he is. he wants you to hold him and coddle him, to play with his hair and coo at him. it's ridiculous really.

but who are you to refuse him?

you know he doesn't sleep well on his own, so now when he's clearly showing you how comfortable he is with you, how safe he feels, it's impossible to say no. his behaviour couldn't be any further from being annoying – you will not brush him off nor will you downplay his needs. if he wants to be pampered like some royalty, like the prince that he is, then that's exactly what you'll do.

you don't try to pry him off of you, you do the opposite instead – you pull him even closer and revel in the faint sigh that slips from his lips. he won't say thank you, you know he won't, but the way he melts into your body as you hold him is more than enough.

and when he finally dozes off on top of you with your one hand in his hair and the other drawing hearts into his shoulder blade, your chest swells with pride. the little snores are like music to your ears, his steady breath tickling your skin as he finds solace in your loving embrace. his slowed heartbeat is starting to lull you to sleep aswell but you won't even try to resist the pull of the dream, your heavy eyelids falling shut as you press one final kiss of the night to your lover's forehead.

Lovely supporter, I hope this message finds you and your family in good health and high spirits. This is Eman Zaqout a Biotechnologist and PhD student from Gaza. I've started a fundraising campaign and urgently need your help to spread it to the world, after losing my house and my job in the genocide in Gaza and living in a life that you can't bear watch it behind screens. I hope you can take a look at my campaign on the pinned post on my profile, and help us by donating or sharing our campaign to reach the largest number of supporters. Thank you for your continuous help for the Palestinian cause until freedom is achieved. Please know that our campaign is verified by @90-ghost, @aces-and-angels

Anyone who can donate, please do!!!

And if you can't, then please reblog!!

Free Gaza!!

Baby gojo reacts to: utahime!

(This’ll be a fun one😂) I can imagine her praising him lovingly and that hes aware of how much of an "ogre" his dad is and basically just shit talking Gojo (not so quietly) behind his back 😂

“oh aren’t you the cutest?!”

utahime bounces his baby with a wide smile, pinching his cheeks. “ahh you’re so plump! your mama must’ve fed you lots!”

your son blinks up to her in joy, blue eyes shining. “mwaaa~”

“right right! you’re as nice as her! don’t be like your good-for-nothing papa, okay!”

it’s so strange how this baby—who is a byproduct of gojo, can be so utterly adorable. even utahime can’t help but dote on him.

“look, your papa is unpleasant. he can’t read a room, not considerate and most of all, he’s a mochi monster! you can’t turn out into him, please!”

gojo, who observes their exchange in the corner, finally comes out with a grin. “ara araa~ look who we have here, why is there a strange person trying to brainwash my baby?”

“hmph. i’m just giving him pointers so he’ll turn out decent.”

“utahime, if you’re so jealous, then go make your own baby~”

“—?! gojo, youuu!”