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some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs
* body language masterlist
* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does
* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes
* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said
* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again
* some more body language help
(hope this helps some ppl)
ggood morning general ..........
They remind me of that one cat that raised bobcat cubs so this tiny ass cat was the mother of bobcats twice its size
pov: daddy issues…
synopsis. for some reason you can’t fathom this strange feeling towards your teacher gojo satoru.
characters/pairings. gojo satoru x fem! student reader (platonic)
genre. fluffy fluff, angst
tw. implied past sa, thoughts of illegal relationship
a/n. *cue daddy issues playing*, ngl this was kinda lazy…also was inspired by me having crushes on random dilfs i see in public…
the snow looks as beautiful as ever.
it reminds you of a special someone. specifically your teacher. the worlds strongest jujutsu sorcerer.
walking down the campus, trailing behind your classmates. thoughts cloud your mind.
gojo satoru.
what is gojo to you? you don’t know yourself. he’s your teacher at jujutsu high. a strong man who wouldn’t hesitate to side with you, even if it means going against the jujutsu world.
but something is off. you can’t quite put your finger on it. just on the tip of your brain, getting you frustrated as time passes.
looking ahead you realized you had stopped walking. everyone is already far ahead. and suddenly a deep familiar voice speaks up from behind you.
“hey y/n, what’s up? something on your mind?” yes actually, specifically him.
“oh uh- well… yeah i guess….” you sigh out, slightly taken aback from his sudden appearance.
“wanna share? i promise i’m not that bad of a support system!”
“ah…it’s alright, you know, it’s… personal,” fiddling with your thumbs under the sleeves of your sweater.
“no problem, you can tell me if you feel the need to though. you’re my responsibility after all.” he says with his usual smile.
after being escorted back to your dorm room by gojo. you flop on your bed, head still puzzled with the thought of gojo. why can’t you stop thinking of him?? why is he so sweet?? why do you feel this strange feeling towards him???
is it normal to feel this way? for some reason he brings out this feeling in your heart, it’s suffocating yet warm and very hesitant. like it’s wrong to feel this way but another side of your heart makes it feel so right. is this love? or simply something platonic?
for some reason, you can’t tell. he is attractive. but would you date him? you don’t know? after all he’s your teacher; an adult and you’re still a minor. is it wrong to think like this??
there’s so many questions you want to ask yourself, but can’t answer.
you’ve been cooped up under your blankets, feeling like you’re going crazy from all this confusion. romantic and platonic racing across your head like a never ending war. why is it suddenly so hard to tell the difference?
you’ve never felt this way with itadori or fushiguro. why gojo, out of everyone why did it have to be him? a dark feeling of disgust and shame with yourself forms in the pit of your stomach. guilt being stuck in the middle of your throat, feeling like it’s suffocating and burning.
suddenly a knock interrupts your thoughts from spiraling even further. while taking deep breaths, trying to compose yourself, you get up and open the door.
and low and behold, it’s satoru gojo. the very man who has been driving you crazy for the past few weeks. he surely has felt your cursed energy going crazy from where ever he was earlier. that’s probably why he’s here.
“hey y/n”
“oh, hi gojo-sensei” you say meekly, trying to hide the obvious emotions displayed on your face.
“not to be nosy or anything, but i sensed your cured energy from the building over. just wanted to check up on you.” he says in his casual tone, a slight concern showing.
“mm, thank you, im okay though”
“your cursed energy says very different…” he pauses and his voice becomes softer, “you know you can talk to me about anything right? I promise. even though i may act childish, im still an adult at the end of the day…I’m always gonna be here for you.” you can feel his caring gaze through his blindfold. it feels almost piercing.
your mind pauses for a second. suddenly a warm flush spreads over your heart. it skips a beat. you stand there just staring at gojo, confused at how his words affected you so much.
“I…uhm…” you struggle to find the words on how you would even explain this situation to him.
“mhm, it’s alright..go ahead…” he ushers you on gently.
“uhm…” you feel claustrophobic, chest feeling tight and hard to breathe.
“can we go outside first…?” you sigh out a breath you were unconsciously holding.
“of course!”
you rub your hands against each other under the sleeves of your sweater. gojo and you are currently outside on campus, no one else around. you both settle on a bench in a small isolated, yet beautiful area.
“you alright?” he looks to his side at you.
“yeah thanks..” you look down and hold and rub your hands in an attempt to get used to the sudden cold temperature.
“cold huh?”
“yeah”
“c’mere, I could try to warm you up”
you face him in curiosity. he softly grabs both of your hands and rubs them in his own. they are much bigger than yours, envolping you whole. so strong looking and manly yet gentle and soft to the touch.
he brings your hands up to his mouth and cups them while he huffs out his warm breath.
“warmer now?”
“y-yeah…” if only he knew what that would do to you. your heart is racing. an indescribable feeling overcomes your whole body, it’s so warm and exciting, like fireworks. is this love or are you being delusional??
“..so…what is it you wanted to tell me?” he starts curiously, sitting back in his usual position.
“oh yeah…” you pause and sigh out in preparation for his reaction.
“I…uh…”
he leans back on the bench with his arm along the topside of it behind you. his fingers slightly grazing you. that small touch makes your body feels like it’s burning up.
“I uhm…have this weird feeling…” you shift in your spot slightly.
“mhm…” he nods along. judging by his silence and body language, you can tell he’s furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.
“i mean, i don’t know how to explain it….”
“well, what’s this feeling of yours?”
“it’s about…you….” you say the last part hesitantly. you can feel his arm behind you move slightly. he shifts in his seat in anticipation.
“hm…about me huh…?”
“yeah…” you look at the ground and curl your body to yourself.
“why specifically me?” he slightly tilts his head, still looking straight at you.
“i don’t know….” you say in a small voice.
“alright…then what about this feeling you have..?” he asks inquisitively.
“that’s the problem…i don’t understand it.”
“well, is it…hate?”
“oh, no no. it’s nothing like that.” you counter him, worried about the misunderstanding.
“oh that’s good then!” he says in a giddy voice then pauses, “so? if it’s not that then what is it?”
“…uhm, before i say it, promise you won’t be mad?” you fidget with your fingers, staring at the ground.
“i promise y/n, there’s nothing i could be mad at you for.”
“mm…i…i think…” he shifts up in his seat more.
“i think…i like you…” you say flushed and with hesitation in your voice. you feel his arm pull away from you and retreat back to himself.
you immediately regret the words that came out of your mouth. a hot, suffocating guilt piling up in your throat again.
there’s silence for a couple of seconds but you don’t dare look at him. not after what you just said. what does he think of you? he must think you’re disgusting, or some girl with crazy daddy issues. awful thoughts fly through your mind. you can feel the shame of tears threatening to pour out of your eyes.
“i-im..i’m so sorry…” you say quietly with shame in your voice. you try to swallow the intense emotions blocking your airway.
“y-you must think i’m disgusting…i’m so sorry…” you can feel your heart and voice crumpling down. you cover your face on the verge of completely breaking down from shame and embarrassment.
you feel a big hand wrap around your wrist and gently pull it down.
“…y/n”
you glance at him. he took his blindfold off. his bright blues stare right back into yours. but his beautiful eyes are filled with…a sad expression? why does he look sad??
“…i told you i won’t be mad…and I’m not. just..a little shocked…”
“…no no, it’s not ok…I’m disgusting for thinking like this…im so sorry…”
“y/n” he says firmly, “you’re not disgusting. you’re a beautiful, strong, ambitious young lady. there’s nothing to be ashamed about with these feelings. it’s not your fault, don’t you ever blame yourself.”
you feeling tears running down your face. he brings his hand up to your cheek and wipes away the tears gently.
lifting up your chin to look at him, he says, “and don’t you ever apologize for something that’s not your fault…”
those words were all it took for you to completely break down. you sigh out sharply from the pain of all the emotions in your chest.
gojo pulls you into his chest and holds you full of care. you cry into his shoulder and neck clinging onto him as if you’ll die the second you let go.
the noises and cries of agony and shame you held for years, come pouring out all at once. he never loosened his grip around you for even a second. rubbing small, reassuring circles in your back.
after almost half an hour of sobbing, you pass out with your face nuzzled in his soaked, tear stained neck.
he gently picks you up princess style and carries you all the way back to your dorm. even in your sleep you clinged to him like there’s no tomorrow.
he sets you on your bed and takes of your shoes and sweater. after tucking you in, he chuckles quietly, seeing you hug your pillow peacefully.
he moves your hair out of your face and squeezes your arm affectionately. he leaves your room, sauntering down the hall with a genuine smile on his face. you’re the first person who’s ever needed him before in way he’s never had been before. he has to admit, it's a nice feeling.
he could get used to taking care of his new found favorite student.
© sweetlves 2023. all works belong to me, please do not copy, translate, and repost on other social media platforms.
more family time.. i need this for myself
❄️ Winter will bring solace.
🌟 Winter will bring health.
🎄 Winter will bring comfort.
🎁 Winter will bring wealth.
heart - shaped scallion found In pho . reblog for good luck & yummy soup 500000 forwver
🔥🔮🕯😂🙌🏼👄🥰👄🙌🏼😂🕯🔮🔥
a high energy emoji spell.
may your week have the most positive vibes.
only highs. no lows.
like to charge. reblog to cast.
Thinking about... Grieving the undead.
reblog to scare a hoyoverse employee
three crowns for a king!!
crying omg that person was an absolute angel
nothing has been more important to my being queer than when i went to my first pride parade, got seperated from my group, had a panic attack about it and was sitting on the side of the road holding a tiny genderfluid flag and freaking out. then this six foot five drag queen in four inch heels appeared from literally nowhere and sat down next to me. i, this scared-shitless trans bi kid at pride for the first time, very nervously told her she looked pretty and i told her my name and that i got lost and didn't feel like i should be at pride and she held my hand and said "oh, honey, everybody deserves to be here, especially you. pride is for everybody who's ever gotten lost, who's been scared of who they are or where they are. you think we never been scared before? pride's for you, honey, because you're scared. you don't have to be proud right now, but you're gonna be one day, honey, i'm sure of it."
i found my group soon after that and i never saw that queen again but to this day i am convinced i met an angel.
so yeah. pride is for you. pride is for all of us.
"You suffered. I'm sorry."
Yaoyorozu
📢 calling all high-cloud quintet lovers !! 📢
i've compiled a google doc of ALL CURRENT LORE REGARDING THE HIGH-CLOUD QUINTET (main story, chara stories, chara voice lines, etc.) so that ppl can see everything all in one place 🫶
posted this originally on twitter but i figured it’s be a great time to cross post here too since i just recently updated it with 1.1 and 1.2 info ^^
please feel free to reach out to me on twt or discord for suggestions or fixes!! 🙏
highschool sweethearts
OMG SO CUTE
love figure skaters
THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
Dunno how to feel abt this but spidey stelle💪
I NEED TO FIND THIS FANFICTION PLEASE
So basically it's a kazuha x reader where we're in the same litterature class as him and we think he's a misogynist because of some things he said abt a book and we are rivals and we hate him and he asks "do you really think I'm a misogynist ?" I don't remember from there but at the end we're dating I LOVE THIS FF PLEASE
real‼️
God I love the Aeons designs. Shout out to the Aeons for being the coolest designs mihoyo has ever made
Conqueror of Demons, Alatus
REAL
I’d like to give a very big fuck you to anyone who talks badly about janitors, trashmen, maids, house cleaners,ect.