Satoru And Suguru Are Just Friends! They Cant Date! Said Person Proceeds To Ship GojoHime.

“Satoru and Suguru are just friends! They can’t date!” Said person proceeds to ship GojoHime.

Like, I’m sorry, I don’t remember my friend ever smelling the air talking about, “I smell her, she was here two days and 15 minutes ago.”

Idk, people who hate Satosugu and then love GojoHime just makes my ass itch.

Btw, like whatever you want, I’m just ranting about this because I don’t see the point in GojoHime when Utahime has literally expressed that she does not like Gojo.

“Enemies to lovers—“ girl no…..

𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔 𝐖𝐇𝐎

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Satoru Gojo x Reader

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓: Fem! Reader, Established Relationship, Just Fluff, Mentions of Geto, I turned it into angst halfway through🥲

Satoru Gojo who brings you treats when he comes home from jujutsu high or whenever he comes back from a mission.

Satoru Gojo who comes to you for comfort for whenever he misses Geto.

Satoru Gojo who complains whenever you eat his sweets.

Satoru Gojo who tries to comfort you whenever he sees you’re struggling or hurting.

Satoru Gojo who doesn’t know how to raise kids.

Satoru Gojo who struggles with communication to his students and wife.

Satoru Gojo who gets offended when you don’t answer his text messages in 0.2 seconds. (He thinks you’re leaving him like Geto)

Satoru Gojo who annoys you on a daily but you still love him.

Satoru Gojo who doesn’t know what personal space is.

Satoru Gojo who you love but want to kick off the bed because he takes up too much space.

Satoru Gojo who side eyes you whenever you show him your favorite male actor.

Satoru Gojo who will love you no matter what, even in the afterlife.

Satoru Gojo who reassures you that he’s never dying.

Satoru Gojo who loves to tease you about things but never let’s anyone tease you.

Satoru Gojo who just hands you his credit card whenever you need something from the store.

Satoru Gojo who brings a gift back home everyday. Whether it be flowers or a new set of jewelry.

Satoru Gojo who makes sure you’re well taken care of without the worrying of bills.

Satoru Gojo who shows you his favorite movies and shows, even if you’re secretly not interested in it. You still love him enough to pretend.

Satoru Gojo who gives you a kiss on the lips and a promise to return before going to Shibuya to deal with business.

Satoru Gojo who doesn’t text you back as you wait at the front door almost everyday, waiting.

Satoru Gojo who doesn’t return home, only to get a call from Shoko that leaves you in tears.

Satoru Gojo whose promise remains broken.

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I hope to live a decent life and enjoy support and help. The inevitable death befalls me, my family, and my little girl every time and day. She needs permanent treatment, medicines, detergents, diapers, and special food. Kidney disease is a chronic disease to escape dialysis. I have no ability to buy her needs. I am tormented by staying in the hospital permanently. The kidneys evade potassium and air. A dangerous element that leads to death and cardiac arrest

I have been living with an early awareness since her birth of the inevitability of death from this disease, accompanied by the fear of waking up to losing her and losing her life. My little girl is certain that she is heading towards death in the absence of treatment possibilities and the availability of her requirements and that the expected end of her illness journey. I ask God for everyone who helps me not to complain of pain. Sickness, you do not know it. When sickness visits you, the world becomes smaller before your eyes, and all your wishes become insignificant in the face of health, and to see your child playing and enjoying good health. I am looking for someone to help me to alleviate the painful reality. We are suffering from my heartbreak for my sick child. She is lost before my eyes, and my homeland is devastated.

My life before the war was more beautiful. I hope that this pain and injustice that we are exposed to will end. I have the right to live in safety.

Enjoy me talking to avoid writing part 2.

Booktok gives me genuine disgust, it gives me the genuine ick when I see it. It makes me want to violently rip my reproductive organs out and refrain from reading literature.

Booktok feels like a sex journal. And some of these people who will write books genuinely need to get help instead of writing these books (whoever made Haunting Adeline and Colleen Hoover).

The genuine disgust that comes over my body when I see “Booktok girlies assemble” makes me feel like I’m going to witness a war crime.

And books that I’ve seen from Booktok feels like that Kevin Gates song about Rubi Rose, uncomfortable and in need of a restraining order.

I’m remember when Booktok girlies decided it was alright to simp over a 16-year-old motorcycle guy and I immediately fell into a depression.

Like I know reading is fundamental but some of these people are reading straight up porn with no point. Sure that’s fine but a lot of these people have genuine porn addictions.

But I feel bad for those Booktok girlies who actually want to share their books out of pure enjoyment of its contents and ending but don’t because of how much bad reputation is on Booktok.

The writings too good😫🙏

I read that Hakari drabble and I was wondering if you could do one of him with full Nelson, please❤️

And you’re a lovely author.

❤︎ ໋𓈒 trying full nelson with hakari

warnings. fem! reader, full nelson, size difference + size kink, praise, belly bulge, dirty talk, mdni.

an. thank you!! 🙆‍♀️

“full nelson, eh?” hakari raises a brow, his tone was deep as he parted his legs. he sat manspread on the couch. you were barely over your last orgasm he’d just given you, and he smiles once you give him a needy head nod. “mhm. that position’s pretty eheh . . risqué, princess. you sure y’er up for it? don’t wanna break you.”

your lip forms into a pout as you made your way onto his lap. “hakari, please. i can take you, promise.”

“silly woman,” he teases, leaning in to give your forehead a kiss. “alright. i warned ya. now get up here.”

he did in fact warn you, because with this particular position—you’d be stretched out in the most bizarre ways imaginable. he’d be holding you up with strong bulky arms, squeezing your thighs with rough hands. “o-oh my goddd,” you’d squeak out, and as you were leaned back against his chest. he was pumping thick inches into you again and again. “hakari, don’t stop. f-fuckkk.”

“didn’t plan on it, princess,” he huffs out in short breaths. hakari wrapped his beefy arms around the top of your legs — nearly having you in a chokehold, a safe chokehold. “how we feelin’?”

“good, r-really good.” you whined, feeling your cunt spaz out loud squelches all from his hits.

“that’s what i like to hear.” he snickers in a raspy tone.

this position had your mind going crazy, your head was spinning.

your mouth remained open the entire time, tongue lolling out, you coat your chest with your own dripping saliva.

without a doubt, you were a messy girl. hakari’s low grunts were all up against your ear, making your pussy twitch. your legs made somewhat of a v-shape. you’re just dangling with his cock running in and out of you. basically, you were a fleshlight.

“s-so deep, ‘kari,” you moaned, his girth prodding and expanding all throughout your walls. he’s holding you back, elbows of his locking behind your neck. you’ve never felt this full before. you even started to feel him reach in the very depths of your tummy a few times. “right there, p-please.”

“so noisy,” he huffs out, pursing his slit eyebrows together. he had so much stamina—perfect for this specific position. you on the other hand, not so much. but you didn’t want him to stop, it felt too good and he had you throbbing for more of his thick inches. he was baring your weight, your weight that hovered over him and he chuckles, sneaking a kiss near the inner part of your neck. “tired yet? lemme know if it’s too much for you, baby. shit’s not for the weak, heh.”

you whined, feeling yourself clamp and clamp down on hakari’s cock.

without question, he was so big — filling you up with such lengthy inches. your tongue parted, salivating in your mouth before you shook your head. “i’m good, ‘m good. f-fuckkk.”

“you’re so cute,” he teases with a simple shrug. “mhm. but okay. just lean back against me, i won’t let ya fall.”

your cunt was so stretchy, he reached all the right spots with such success. the noises rang across the room quite loudly too.

hakari grows quiet a bit just to hear the sounds your pussy made back against him. he snickers, feeling your head just bobble back amongst him repeatedly.

“f-fuckkk, girl,” he starts to groan, feeling you squeeze tightly around him. hakari’s voice was so raspy, his thigh starts to bounce and bounce the more your walls wrap around him. like a vice, it had the biggest grip on him that felt way too good.

his body was so warm against you, you were almost warm with him inside you. hakari plants his heels so he could perfectly use his hips to thrust. in and out, he’s panting heavily and it’s so sexy.

the chokehold he has you in—quite literally, it’s hypnotic. “mhm. ‘kariiii,” you’d drag out in a cute whine. he always loved hearing your voice—you felt his tip kiss against your g-spot and that was enough to make you moan sweetly. “fuck. fuck.”

“such a potty mouth.” he murmurs, slowing his thrusts down for a brief moment so you could feel every rough inch of him.

it was entirely sloppy.

you barely had anything to hold onto, just dangling and dangling against him. it was only a matter of time before you felt a sudden coil within you snap. you were so sensitive, your thighs ached and it felt so good.

hakari’s just holding your legs up for you like a gentleman, giving you such mean thrusts. “baby,” he groans, feeling himself start to grow full too. “g-goddamn, y’er gonna milk me again.”

“c-cum in me, hakari. pleasepleaseplease,” you’d slur your words out, feeling warm. your slick entrance was just begging to be stuffed. he knew it and you knew it too. hakari grunts, softly running the tips of his fingers against your skin. “need it ‘s bad.”

“cum with me then, princess,” he pants, you’re bouncing up and down on him.

it’s so goofy, your eyes were nearly crisscrossed. he was stuffed so deep in you, you felt like you were floating. the moment hakari cums, it’s so much. a thick string of cum pours right into your pussy and you’re soaking it all up. you came at the same time, and your muscles involuntarily spasm within his hold. your orgasm hits you like a truck and your breath nearly gets stolen from you.

“would ya look at that,” he titters, gradually letting go of your legs. you sat up on his lap, his twitching dick still buried in you before you let off a sharp breath. “took me so well, y’er pretty flexible.”

“you helped me.” you say in a sweet out of breath murmur.

his stringy seed spills out of you once you make him pull out, staring down at the sticky mess between you before you moan—bending over to arch your back. hakari smiles, gently caressing your ass before muttering, “mhm. we can always do it again if ya want. new position though. i was thinkin’ fuckin’ you while ‘m standing up. how’s that sound?”

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