-;, gloves ; itoshi rin > you can’t stand rin. he abhors you right back- at least, you're pretty sure he does, anyways.

there is no sound more grating than itoshi rin’s voice. it’s like nails on a chalkboard, a premonition of bad things to come.

his ego is insufferable. the way he looks down on everyone else is embarrassing and cruel. and he’s mean, with the way shuns anyone who tries to speak to him with his brutal words.

you, however, are lucky enough to be the top name on his hit list. he never holds back with you, his words his weapon and you his enemy. with others, he'd be content with ignoring them if they stayed out of his way. but with you? he's always hated your guts. you're not too sure why, but you're not complaining.

long before you realized who he was- (a lunatic, a loser, an egotist)- you were rather impartial to him. it was rin, first, who'd burned the barely-there bridge that lay between you. his sharp looks and uncalled-for comments had blistered your nerves and frayed your patience like it was fine thread.

he never passes on an opportunity to take a dig at you- your looks, your personality, your humor- whatever he can get, he takes. so yeah, itoshi rin hates you, and by proxy, the feeling is very much mutual.

so when he shows up in your clinic 5 minutes before closing, you are beyond annoyed.

☆ 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 - ,, 𝗿𝗶𝗻

your grandmother’s shop always smelled the same—like cheap detergent, fresh linen, and cleaning chemicals.

it’s an early sunday morning when you come in for work, tendrils of sunlight peeking into your grandmother’s dry-cleaning (and laundry) shop through the gaps in the window covers. you’ve been nagging at her to replace them, but it seems it must have slipped her mind.

you add it to your ever-growing list of little renovations to complete. 

your grandmother’s shop has existed on this small strip of mom and pop shops for the better part of forty years. it was meant to be a family business, having once belonged to your great grandfather, in line to end up with your father. but dry-cleaning and laundry only pay so much, and your father wanted other things with his life.

so the shop continues to sit in your grandmother’s hands. you’re only working here out of necessity. you like having money and you love spending money, but money isn’t a resource that regenerates automatically. 

you open up the shop, getting it ready for business while waiting for your grandmother to arrive. she usually comes in ten minutes after you, entrusting you to get everything ready for the day in the meantime. 

silently, you get started on your work for the day, giving your grandmother a wave when she comes in. 

it doesn’t take long for the shop to fill up with people getting their laundry done, requesting to have important pieces of clothing dry-cleaned. for the most part, you’ve been banned from handling dry-cleaning chemicals by your grandmother; you’re in charge of all things money related instead and standing behind the desk in the corner. 

boring? yes, very. you busy yourself by switching between instagram, tiktok and twitter.

when you’re not doing that, you’re looking through the collections list on your grandmother’s behalf. something about how your eyes are still “young and spry,” unlike her own. 

the day moves slowly, you spend most of it dreading school the following morning. in hindsight, spending your weekends at a laundromat/dry-cleaning shop is probably a very pathetic thing for a high schooler to do. you make yourself feel better by reminding yourself of the money you’re making. 

your grandmother also attempts to lift your spirits by making you tea. it’s nothing special but the gesture warms your heart, even if having tea bags next to bleach is a safety hazard.

who cares anyway? you’re here for a good time, not a long time.

your eyes are glued to your phone, mouth twisting into a frown at a stupid tiktok, sipping on your tea. it’s evening when he walks in.

the sky is orange, devoid of clouds, and the chilly autumn air floods into the store as soon as the door opens.

akdbsjshdhajsbsja I HAVENT READ IN SO LONG THIS IS SSOSOOSOSOSOSOSOS GOOD im delaying studying for my chem midterm for this

someone should tell me to shut up bc where does my audacity to click the 'post now' button whenever i want come from...

earth, respectfully shut up😁 ive seen too much of rin

cw: fluff with minimal angst, reader and tsumu had an argument, msby4 is there, food mentions, probably bad writing like i just wrote this but i can't remember what i actually wrote which is a little alarming..., unedited and not proofread :,)

<bokuto3: hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: WHY DOES BOKKUN HAVE YOUR CONTACT AS '<y/n3'?????? OUTRAGEOUS.

<bokuto3: anyways hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: i miss u :( pls unblock me asap i'm sorry baby please i really am

<bokuto3: please don't be mad at me i thikn i'm lodsing my mind

<bokuto3: call me back. or text me back. unbloc k my email too thanx

<bokuto3: okay bye i luv u to the moon and back

<bokuto3: i'd do anything for u baby pls jyst talk to me again and i'd even swallow hot coals if you asked pls pls pls

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

you: give bokuto his phone back. get back to practice. bye.

<bokuto3: LOVE OF MY LIFE

<bokuto3: NO Y/N PLEASE I MISS YOU SO MUCH DON'T GO

you pocket your phone with a sigh, ignoring the way it continually buzzes with with messages and spam texts, probably just of atsumu professing his undying love for you and grovelling. pretty standard of him after an argument so intense that you had to walk out on before things escalated to places you would regret.

my followers are so nice 😭😭😭 i adore all of u sm

anyone can answer the 'who is ur fav in ohshc question' bc i love ouran, it was my first ever anime and sure it's cringe, but it was an amazing shoujo <3

IT WAS MY FIRST ANIME TOOOO

haruhi- girlboss fr LMAO shes the original independent woman

but also kyoya🤭

tag game for 2022 closing <3

disclaimer: honorable mentions don’t have to be included <3 have fun — lala

#: @tetsutits. @nymphoheretic. @niicevibe. @mimic-of-hysy. @knchins. @dark-mnjiro. @kaeyatos. @dottores. @myalbedo + many more moots these are just who i interact with sobs 🥹 but you guys aren’t obligated to play 🥹 i just wanna see chaos <3

# — @yaakultt @garoujo @ilykento @r-oronoa @awkatsukis @sm1les4y0u @kunikya + anyone else !

EEE cadie ty for the tag i know it’s super late 😭😭

tagging ! — @itoshi-s @katasstrophy @kirakirx @pinteukr @lalunanymph-main + anyone else !!!

a tiger?? zaina... a tiger???? yo i need the lore behind this wtf.

tagging: @limitlesshq + @mitzimania bc i am excited to see yours, ESPECIALLY mitzi's + @popkorrn

love how its just suna for you in the beginning (u need help)

... why am i not surprised for u art <3

here's the men i started 2022 with!

three men i'm ending 2022 with:

three additonal honorable mentions <33333

tagging: @sixosix @mitzimania & whoever else!

2k !!! how crazy, i adore each and every one of you :,) THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!!

CONGRATULATIONS!! u deserve it all and more motzmotz <33

love under the raindrops || gojo satoru x reader

|| ➼ gojo so desperately wants a kiss

warning: no pronouns, fluff!, cursing

the night was a misty grey, the pelting rain dampening the concrete sidewalks. you snuggled further into your blanket, tea in hand. the warm ceramic contrasted your bitterly cold fingers. the television played in the background, your normal show playing yet another rerun.

among the muffled rain and actor’s voices, your phone rang. gojo’s profile adorned the top of your screen, your camera filling up the rest. you picked up the facetime.

“hello, love.” “y/nnnnnnn.” “yes?”

his mouth and nose was covered by fabric which you assumed to be either his pillow or blanket. his puppy eyes stared at you, silently pleading.

“i want a kiss.”

you froze, shooting him an incredulous look before taking a sip of your drink.

“satoru, you do realize it is POURING outside right now?” “okay and?” “and? how are you going to get here? run?”

he shuffled around, now laying on his back, flush against his bed. he shrugged, giving you a lazy smile.

“why not?” “you’re crazy.”

his soft laugh filled the air, making the cold weather a bit warmer. he got up before shuffling around, all while silent.

“alright y/n- i’ll be at your door in five, be there!!” “what-”

*bloop*

the call had ended. you stared at your phone for a good thirty seconds in shock before placing your mug down.

this little sh-

you reluctantly got up, the cold air biting at your exposed skin. rushing to your door, you pull it open.

he said five minutes… it’s been three.

you reached your arm up, looking up at the leaking clouds. the cold droplets fell onto your arm, dampening your sweater, and creating a pattern of little dots.

“Y/N!”

gojo’s feet clambered against the sidewalk, water spraying with each footstep. he was absolutely drenched, water seeping through his clothing. you called out to him, a bit drowned out by the wind.

“SATORU YOU’RE INSANE!”

he reached your steps, ducking under your house’s overhang. laughing, he stood there dripping. he tapped his lips with his index finger.

“kiss please.”

you shake your head, smiling through your disbelief. gently holding his wet cheeks, you place a soft kiss onto his lips.

although the wet air swirled around the both of you, it contrasted the warmth from his lips. beads of water dripped from the ends of his hair, but you couldn’t care at that moment. your boyfriend just ran all the way over in the pouring rain for a kiss, and that was what he was going to get.

he pulled back with a lopsided grin.

“okay, go home before you get sick, pretty boy.”

you released him, wiping your now wet hands onto your jumper. he gave you a little wave before walking backwards into the rain. you cupped your hands over your mouth, amplifying your voice over the rain.

“i love you!” “i love you more!”

and under the raindrops is where love grew.

17 questions, 17 people (except i think we lost some questions along the way and i don’t know 17 people on here)

nickname: not really a nickname since it’s longer than stella, but my mum will say ‘stella for star’ cos it’s a streetcar named desire reference

sign: scorpio, i know nothing about star signs but i always thought scorpio sounded the coolest

height: 5’7

last thing i googled: intensive language courses near me (i rlly want to practice my french)

last song stuck in your head: about you by the 1975, matty healy is haunting me

number of followers: 1196, shoutout to anyone who’s still here from when i was a death note blog

amount of sleep: my average over the last 7 days is 4 hours a night 👍🏼

lucky number: 29

dream job: clinical psychologist, just need to get into a clinical doctorate programme (v unlikely as they’re so so competitive)

favourite song: pink lemonade by the wombats (could never pick one but this is my default answer for this question cos it was my favourite when i was 15)

favourite instrument: piano

aesthetic: 90s grunge always

favourite author: i don’t rlly read many books by the same author just random ones, but i really like michel bussi’s books

random fun fact: i know every single word to we didn’t start the fire by billie joel, that’s fun

thanks u sm for @scilessweetheart for tagging me n sorry this took so long!

tagging @junkyardromeo @lemonfloatz (no pressure) n anyone else who wants to join!!

thank u for the tag nini <3 tagging @kuroosdarling @zhongrin @mattsunkawa @crescentkaze @iitoshi @itoshi-s @the-travelling-witch @mamsvi @zorotits + anyone who wants to join ! <3

thaaaank yew esther for the tag <3 let’s see

nickname: zari. you’re not getting my name 😎

sign: capricorn babyyyy

height: 5’4”

last thing i googled: opening times for my gym 😵‍💫

last song stuck in my head: lost - dermot kennedy

number of followers: cant check the number rn but it’s ab 1,1k as of now 🥹

amount of sleep: eh like 8h today. usually 6 😔

lucky number: 6 n 37

dream job: sex therapist

favorite song: that’s tough 🫤 i’d say after dark by mr kitty

favorite instrument: don’t play any 😵‍💫 but i love the way piano sounds!

aesthetic: actually i don’t know LMAO i love cybercore n the 2016 tumblr baddie though 😭

favorite author: irvin yalom always!

random fun fact: i have 3 tattoos

tagging: @yaakultt @katasstrophy @ryudoll n whoever else wants to do it !!>:)

zari u are popping off with these ask games ! i’m so excited getting to know u more 😫

nickname — mika ! it’s just a little family name since it was the name my dad originally wanted to name me— or kokko bc that’s what my nephew calls me

sign — virgo bby

height — …….. 5’0”

last thing i googled — puffer jackets. bc everyone and their mama has them and i feel left out >:|

last song stuck in my head — kill bill - SZA

amount of followers — the last time i checked we’re at 1k!!!! (ily all i’ll kiss all of u)

amount of sleep — 6 hrs !

lucky number — 2 or 4 ( i get a lot of angel numbers frequently though ! )

dream job — pharmacist

favorite song — hmm this is hard bc i don’t have a fav song it changes so often , but currently a little death— the neighborhood has been on repeat !

favorite instrument — violin and piano , i recently got back into playing the piano for my mom and it’s so nice to listen to <3

aesthetic — hmmm… probably either coquette or pilates princess

favorite author — currently nina lacour! we are okay lowk changed my life

random fun fact — it takes me a while to make my body flexible so i end up warming up a little longer than most (esp rn bc my routine makes me lift my leg allllll the way up and it’s so tiring URGHHH)

nickname: some of my twitter moots used to call me kia instead of kira (???)

sign: one and only AQUARIUS!!

height: 5’9” something almost 5’10”

last thing i googled: vampire veneers

last song stuck in my head: ostravi trag — september (it’s so so good)

followers: almost 300 🙏🙏

sleep: 5hrs 50

lucky number: 7

dream job: professor

favourite song: i cannot choose just one but the last song i had on repeat for more than 3 hours was we ride — brave girls

favourite instrument: i have a cello diploma so i’m obliged to say cello 🙄🙄

aesthetic: mediterranean summer (it’s a year round aesthetic)

favourite author: i’m not the type of person who only reads one author but either kazuo ishiguro, cao xueqin or paolo coelho

random fun fact: i used to force my way into playing football with my oldest brother’s friends cuz i was a fucking loser (is this a fun fact or a callout??)

nickname: i have a lot irl but earth is my online alias so…

sign: aries 🔥

height: 171 cm or 5'7 (it might b 170cm i’m not too sure lol)

last thing i googled: leg warmers bc i want cute ones

last song stuck in my head: i have no idea, probably a kpop song- no wait, i got it, the great war by taylor swift

followers: 4597 as of rn !

sleep: i went to bed at 2:30 am and woke up at 8:50

lucky number: don’t have one :p 6? maybe? i like 2

dream job: ceo if money mattered, baker if money didn’t matter

favourite song: can i call you tonight by dayglow - fav song of all time no matter what, i will also always love do i wanna know by arctic monkeys.

favourite instrument: bass guitar! bass cello is also quite nice, but also i play violin so i feel obligated to say violin.

aesthetic: some city/grunge aesthetic, my tastes vary quite a bit tho and i indulge in a variety so…

favourite author: ocean vuong

random fun fact: i’m really flexible!! not as much as i used to be bc i really wanted to be contortionist when i was younger but i put too much strain on my back and sorta gave up. i can lift my leg into a 270º angle ! maybe i’ll try and train my back again, i really want to do a needle, that’s my life goal hehe

nickname: dilf chaser <3

sign: gemini…

height: 5'6

last thing i googled: ao3 html converter (bc im stupid)

last song stuck in my head: happiness is a butterfly - lana del rey

followers: 3154

sleep: i went to bed at 7:00 AM el em ay oh

lucky number: 13

dream job: taxidermist

favourite song: 2 baddies - nct 127

favourite instrument: electric guitar

aesthetic: acubi

favourite author: don’t have one

random fun fact: i’ve gone to jail LMFAO

nickname — baseola, done by yours truly art and mitzi

sign — scorpio :p

height — 5'5

last thing i googled — dealership tycoon codes (LEAVE ME ALONE ITS ROBLOX)

last song stuck in my head — take a chance with me by niki

amount of followers — almost 5k!!

amount of sleep — 6 hours ;-;

lucky number — 8 ! lucky in asian cultures :)

dream job — pharmacist !!

favorite song — currently atm its take a chance with me by niki LMAO

favorite instrument — guitar , it sounds so nice

aesthetic — pastels & neutrals, idk if theres an exact word for mine

favorite author — uhmmm i dont read TOO much but jenny han hehe for tsitp and tatbilb

random fun fact — my cousin works w/ taylor swift & has won a couple grammy's w/ her!

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tag// @sixosix @mitzimania

jolly holidays || jujutsu kaisen

|| ➼ cute boyfriend holiday activities

characters: gojo satoru, megumi fushiguro, yuji itadori

warning: no pronouns, fluff!

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ gojo finds it absolutely hilarious to catch you off guard by placing mistletoe above the two of you. tightly held between his fingers in the plush pocket of his coat, he follows you a couple steps behind. with his lips curled in a cheeky smile, he would tap his cheek with an expectant look. if you tried to walk away, he would stop you so fast and pout that you're wounding his soul. though you roll your eyes, you place a small kiss on his cheek every time.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ megumi finds comfort within having you around him, especially in his apartment with a cup of warm tea. carefully holding two steaming mugs of your favorite holiday drinks, he treads towards the couch where you sat, all curled up in a blanket. after outstretching your mug towards you, he settles besides you. he has a habit of automatically leaning towards you- he truly just gravitated towards you. your heat just radiated, leaving him so contented this holiday season.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ yuji dragged you outside like a child rushing to rip open his gifts when he saw it snowed a couple inches. ill-prepared for the weather, his bare hands shaped rough spheres with the white powdery snow before aiming them your way. it was game on. though many had missed, you made your own solid amount of hits. somehow the two of you ended up on the floor, giggling the entire time, shoving snow in each other's faces. the next 48 hours would be spent in bed, recovering from a cold- but the memory was one to last many winters ahead.

a/n: surprise! first jjk fic and late xmas LOL