Mommy!sugu On The Brain... Just Imagining The First Time You Refered To Him As That And Just!! You Have

I will never get over how soft he was with his sister and his mom

cw for drug mention :3

i need to stop hitting this cart cuz i’m thinking abt which meal each of my mutuals would be. if they were meals.

now playing…

baby, my phone!! by yameii online

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college student! tenko shimura x popular! reader

my first ever smau aaaaa!!! this is a quirk-free college au teehee (for my sanity pls note each of these conversations take place like days/weeks apart. pls.)

pt 2!!

cw’s!!: one or two kys/die jokes, dry texter tenko (i luv him), gn! reader, and the fastest burn you’ve ever seen (i have no patience)

i hate working in fast food like yesss king talk to me like im a dog and treat me like shit as i think abt how i can’t make rent this month. or abt how groceries are out of the question. or my silent prayer that i don’t have two consecutive days off bc not eating for days in a row is rlly getting to me. but yea ill hurry up and get ur food i understand that ppl w “real jobs” are busy!!

sukuna fans r eating smth fluffy later today hehehe

hi so this is actually insane???????

hey soooo ik i got popular on this blog for jjk but like….. what if i offered some shigaraki fluff…….. what then……… (i’ll post later tn if i’m able to finish it up :p)

reblogging this bc it’s so cute and TMMRWS MY BDAY YAYYY 19 on the 19th is so cute and aesthetic

☆ gojo satoru x gender-neutral!reader ⇢ domestic fluff, established relationship.

you’re woken up by a kiss.

gojo satoru smiles against your lips, only allowing a hair’s breadth of space to form in between you both as you let out an annoyed huff. you roll onto your back and he towers over you, arms braced on either side of your head.

“hi,” he whispers, and you can hear the smile in his voice.

“go to sleep,” you grumble, cracking one eye open lazily.

“it’s midnight.”

“exactly.” you try to turn over, but he nuzzles into your neck, pressing a brief, open-mouthed kiss to the sliver of skin exposed near your shoulder. 

“you know what that means.” he presses his fingers into your waist, bunching up your robe. his hair tickles your neck; you smile.

“it means you need to sleep,” you say pointedly, squinting into the darkness. you bring a hand up and card it through his hair. he sighs softly when you lightly scratch on his scalp.

“and it also means it’s a new day already.”

“‘s not a new day ‘til the sun comes up,” you murmur sleepily.

satoru doesn’t argue. he only grabs your hand and kisses the inside of your wrist. the muted lights that penetrate the darkness through your open window are reflected in his eyes—but he looks at you like you’ve hung up all the stars in the sky, just for him.

“happy birthday,” he says, mouth splitting into a wide grin, and despite your drowsiness, you let him pull you into a kiss.

reblog if you wear glasses. too many mutuals don't know they have glasses wearers in their midsts

eres mia by romeo santos w suguru. yeah.