“do you want to talk about it?”

no, i want to kill myself because of it.

Who else fighting the urge to kys rn

Smashing Diamonds

Friday night, a perfect time for partying. When your friend Lea first mentioned the idea, you already knew what you wanted to wear. A very transparent top and skirt, with minimal material, mostly consisting of thin stripes of diamonds. A hot look for any club.

GOJO would honestly leave in the middle of a fight with a curse if he receives an “I miss you” text from you, just saying!

He’s getting ready to activate his domain expansion to kill a special grade curse when his phone dings, and when he checks it — already knowing that you’re the one messaging him because he has everyone else on do not disturb — he sees your message.

He instantly stops activating his domain, puts his blindfold back on, and says, “I gotta go, we can pick this back up later,” and leaves right in the middle of battle.

And when he gets yelled at by the elders for not immediately killing the special grade curse, he just looks at them and goes, “I’m sorry, but have you seen my girlfriend? And how gorgeous she is? If she wants me to come over, you better believe that I’ll drop anything and everything to go see her.”

THE SPRING I MET YOU

GOJO さとる

Warnings : angst (heartbreak)

Playme : First Love/Late Spring

SPRING 2006

You had met Gojo Satoru through a common friend — Geto Suguru.

Oh how many times had you heard him say, like a broken record;

"You really have to meet this guy, you're gonna click with him I just know it. You're like the same person."

You're like the same person.

Suguru'd nag you to meet Satoru ever since he entered Jujutsu High, because he thought he was... you know, just the kinda guy you'd fall in love with. And he hated to see you moping around, lonely and hopelessly seeking a lover that was certainly not "coming to you on a summer breeze" like your mother insisted.

So you met Satoru, by Suguru's demand.

And your first impression of him was: oh no; he's an idiot.

“I don’t know if you’ve ever put on lube before, but it’s not like there’s a layer of Vaseline on you; it’s just almost like your skin is super smooth and slick; it feels kind of gross, but at the same time, you feel really well moisturized. You’re not like, “Ew, get it off of me.” You’re more like, ‘This is kind of gross. I want to get this off as soon as possible. But maybe I can stop and get a sandwich first.’” —Evan Peters on wearing the Rubberman suit

if i could bring you anything, i swear to god i'd bring you peace

pairing: suguru x reader

wc: 811

a/n: had a sad girl moment yesterday, so enjoy this fluff i dredged up from the depths of my drafts <3

The muffled sound of your music goes quiet, and you wait a few beats before pushing yourself up to check what’s wrong. You take a deep breath as you breach the surface of the water, lungs burning at the intake of air, and your eyebrows pinch together almost immediately in annoyance at the sight in front of you.

“What are you doing?” Suguru isn’t even trying to hide the amused, albeit slightly concerned, look on his face. He’s sitting on the closed lid of the toilet, spinning your phone between his fingers.

“Having a sad girl bathtub moment, what does it look like?” you huff, leaning forward to grab the device—he really had the nerve to stop the music in the middle of such a good song—but he holds it above his head and out of your reach.

“Like you’re trying to see how long you can hold your breath. Like you dropped your ring but it fell down the drain when you were trying to get it and you don't know how to tell me so now you’ve given up. Like maybe I should be more worried. Should I be more worried?” He raises an eyebrow and you let out a quiet sigh, your shoulders sagging slightly with the motion, and the sight makes it feel like a weight has settled on his chest.

“No, I’m fine, can I please just have my music back?” You stick your bottom lip out in a pout, giving him the puppy dog eyes you know usually make him fold.

But Suguru still doesn’t hand over your phone and instead sets it on the counter. He leans forward, elbows on his knees. “Rough day?”

His voice is so soft it threatens to break down the walls you’ve been holding up since you got out of bed that morning.

“Yeah,” you whisper, “I just didn’t know when you’d be home, and—”

“You could have texted me.” Suguru frowns, but you wave him off.

“It’s not that big of a deal, I wasn’t gonna bother you.”

Suguru lets out an almost exasperated laugh, and the sound makes your belly warm. “Anything that makes you want to do this is a big enough deal to me.” He grabs your phone off the counter. “Tell you what. You have until I’m done making dinner to finish sad girl bathtub hours. You can still be sad, and we can talk about your day if you want to, or we can do something else. But what I’m not going to let you do is turn into a human-sized prune in our bathtub.” He sets your phone on the edge of the tub and leans down to press a kiss to your forehead. “Okay?”

You nod slowly, relaxing at the lingering feeling of his lips on your skin before tilting your head up to urge him into a kiss.

Suguru hums into your mouth, pulling back for a fleeting moment to nudge his nose against your cheek. “Say okay,” he whispers.

 “Okay,” you breathe, and you lean closer to capture his lips again and deepen the kiss. You pull one hand out from under the water and cup his jaw before pushing your fingers into his hair, your teeth flashing in the briefest glimpse of a grin at the way he jumps when water trickles down his neck.

He pulls away and you have to fight off a laugh as he wipes at the back of his head and noticeably shivers. “I’ll call for you when dinner’s ready.”

“Or…” You tilt your head to the side and give him a sweet smile. “You could join me?”

Suguru huffs out a ‘no-fucking-way’ laugh and shakes his head. “Absolutely not. That water is way too cold.” You pout, but he’s already standing up and turning toward the door. “I mean it. We can have sad girl blanket burrito hours or sad girl movie marathon hours, but we’re not going to have sad-girl-getting-hypothermia-in-the-bath hours.”

And this time you do laugh, and in that moment you both know he’s made the breakthrough you needed from him. “Okay, okay. I’ll see you at dinner.”

He nods, and he begins making his way back out of the bathroom when you call for him.

“Suguru?”

He turns back around and raises an eyebrow in a silent question.

“I love you,” you murmur with a voice so soft it makes his heart swell. “And thank you.”

The corner of his mouth quirks up. “I love you too.”

You watch him leave the bathroom and then close your eyes, letting yourself take what feels like the first deep breath you’ve been able to manage all day. And then you look at where your phone is still resting on the side of the tub, waiting for you to press play, and you reach forward and pull the drain.

fun fact i felt like i needed to title this some phoebe bridgers lyric but i'm sadly not a phoebe girlie and i couldn't lie to y'all like that

reblogs & comments always appreciated <3

YOU & ME & HER . !!

sypnosis; professor Kento hardly works overtime as he despises it so much and only wants to go home to his family. However, during the past few weeks, it seems like he's been working waaaaayyy later than usual, not to mention, he has a student to take care of.

cw. cheating, mentions of nanami's wife, thigh riding, student!reader x prof!nanami, age gap but not mentioned, vaginal penetration, backshot, blindfold, choking, HAIR PULLING, afab!reader, NOT PROOFREAD. all characters 18+ !

wc. 2.7k

Professor Nanami is a married man, everyone knows that. He makes sure to wear his ring all the time, and unconsciously even bragging about it. 

Nanami is perfectly happy with his wife, and his son, Yuji. To many, Nanami clearly doesn't need anything else in his life, right? After all, he gets to come home after work to his sweet wife who greets him with a warm hug and dinner prepared on the table, and a kiss from his 5 year old son who's eager to play with him. A cozy life was all that Nanami needed.

However, at his University, things get tough. Students with zero common sense would test his patience, he tried his best to keep his calm composure, strictly repeating what to do with the activity he had assigned just a few minutes ago. And worse, he had to work overtime due to students with missing outputs. It's clear to say, the environment in the university irritates him. He wants to get work done early and go home to his beloved family.

Either Way, Nanami knows he can't just go home yet. He has a student to take care of. A student whose grades at his subject has been dropping quite.. concerning. And as the responsible professor he is, Nanami works overtime all for this student. It's been like that for months. 

BOYFRIEND TEXTS WITH GETO SUGURU !

content: fem!reader, suggestive (slide 7 and the bonus slide)

author's note: thank u to all of those who enjoyed my gojo bf texts ;) (linked here if you want to read!) here's one with my silly boy suguru <3 expect more text style posts in the future lolz enjoy

old biker geto art

hes literally me btw

➙ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: geto x fem!reader

➙ 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: you are geto’s cute girlfriend, and therefore, he’ll do anything to make sure you get whatever you want, no matter what it is.

➙ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: sfw/fluff || geto threatens concession stand workers with curses.

➙ 𝐚/𝐧: this is so silly & cute to me!

➙ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.3k

Geto was a different man. The cult leader’s outrageous beliefs and interesting habits were drastically different compared to his old personality — the personality belonging to the Geto you grew up with. The Geto you fell in love with.

Sometimes, you even found yourself wondering why you never failed to stand by his side. Perhaps, it was because some things about him stayed the same.

Such as the fact that he’d do anything for you.

Just like he did today.

Megumi is literally their son

and my maaan thank you to my man

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