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Cut some delicious pie for yourself! Oh, and keep the knife. You're gonna need it soon.

I should be sleeping but there's a boop war going on

Boop boop boop

It's brine 👍 it's gruel 👍 you can say that we are slopping but you know the truth 👍

The headlines and anecdotes being shared about Tesla dealerships and cyber trucks getting wrecked and vandalized are all very enjoyable and revitalizing.

If you want to repost this one anywhere, feel free! Credit me where and when you can, but it's all good even if you can't.

cw: fluff, established relationship, secret marriage, modern au, celebrity au, secret relationship trope, gojo is a lovesick devoted husband, also he's japan's it boy, gender-neutral reader, all characters are 18+, SFW

The media loved to paint Gojo Satoru as some sort of playboy—a cheater, a walking scandal. Headlines with his name and posters of his face were plastered across the entire country, and not a single soul was spared from the rumors of his so-called scandalous rendezvous.

And it wasn’t until the media saw you— officially saw you—stepping out of the sleek black car, with that big fucking rock on your finger glistening under the camera lights, and him, Gojo Satoru, holding the door open for you with that sweet, love-sick smile painted on his lips did they finally realize.

"Oh."

Gojo Satoru was anything but a playboy.

And soon, every magazine, every article, every billboard, and every podcast was talking about him—Gojo Satoru—the loving, doting husband, he is.

A man completely at your mercy—at your every beck and call. With a single flutter of your pretty lashes, to every giggle that spilled from your painted lips, to the very twitch of your nose and scrunch of your brow, he was yours.

At every sigh of boredom leaving your kissable lips during stuffy social events, he was yours. Slender fingers trailing down the curve of your waist as he reaches for your hand, fingers tangling with yours as he gently squeezes your hand in reassurance.

Hell, even your breath—just the sound of it—was enough to have him running to your side like the devoted husband he is.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐒 — do not copy, translate, repost or modify my works on any platform.

I love that nearly the entire user base of tumblr is going to stab 1 man. Guys there’s nothing left 😭😭😭

soon

me, trying to explain the ides of march to my friends and family:

“shoko, teach me how to kiss?”

indulging: x reader, set in college, childhood friends, film major reader (she/her), awakenings.. they’re lesbians your honor

unfortunately: language, suggestive content, angst, smoking/drinking and parties, hookup culture — under 17 dni. please check individual chapter warnings before reading

status: ongoing

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to listen while you read

shoko art credits | moodboard | style guide

written parts marked with 📽️

intro: can a gay girl get an amen? + housemates

chapter one: shyguy

chapter three: twink with audacity

chapter four: nerdjo? more like fumblejo

chapter five: make a movie 📽️

chapter six: bodies bodies bodies

chapter seven: is that a glorilla song

chapter eight: in progress . . .

consider reblogging, commenting, or sending an ask to show some love. thank you for reading over my dead body ! ❤︎

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