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Hello dears👋! I am asking you👈 to support my campaign to help me🙏 reach my goal. I am now in dire need of your support to help me survive👇Gaza is a very dangerous place both in terms of living and lives. I need your financial support to enable me to get the basic needs for my family until the Rafah crossing is reopened to transport my family to safety and peace. Please help a family survive through your donations or through your shares to others. Thank you very much for standing by the oppressed🇵🇸

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enemies to lovers with gojo 🙏 (request)

Enimes to lovers, gojo x f!reader. k so before I start this is gonna be like high-school au! Bcs I have no ideas for over 18 gojo so yah it's gonna be high school gojo and no curse au too, so just normal high-school shenanigans @tonycries this is for u pooks♡ NO MENTIONS OF Y/N

as soon as you entered high-school things was NOT sunshine and rainbows, classes were hard and so were the teachers, the teachers were merciless with home work, assignments, and projects. And there was that one famous student in your class, satrou gojo. Him being there dosent make it any better, plus, he despises you and you share the matual feeling of hate.

One day while you were walking around, trying to find your class, the hallway was packed. Like PACKED. So walking In a hall way that was filled with gross sweaty basketball guys and cute cheerleader girls who would not stop squealing and other random people. Until you bumped into something, or someone and you Dreaded the ocean blue eyes that would tear through you with no second thought "watch where your going! You were gonna push off my glasses! Ugh." He spoke with a sassy tone and you rolled your eyes. He looked suprised but did not say a word. While you walked away you could hear his friends being upset by this, they were as equally as mean as him" man why didn't you get her back?!" "You're so lame, why'd you let her get off your tail man?" They all sighed in dissapointment as you finally found your class, You enter the class room as the first one and wait.

At the end of the day while you were walking back to class, you saw those white locks and blue eyes again. "Hey loser! Going back home to no one?" He laughed and his friends laughed along with him, you clicked your tounge and continued walking. "Hey, are you ignoring me?!" You tuned his annoying voice out and kept walking. He grabbed your shoulder and spun you around "look at me! Freak show!" He looked *pissed.* "what do you want?" You asked, fed up with his spoiled behavior, after you asked him that question, he stopped talking as if he was considering what he wanted to say. He was just using this as an excuse to touch you. "Whatever." He let you go and walked back, a mad looking expression on his face. Victory for you again, you kept walking until you were home.

The next day you went back to school and there was no white haired garbage around. You were confused by this, where was he? Why isn't he here?. You cut your thoughts off by saying he's not worth worrying about, so you went about your day with no gojo bothering you. At the end of the day a text pops up on your screen, it was an unknown number.

"Its me, satoru, I'll send you my address. I need you here right now."

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Maybe there'll be a next part IF @tonycries answers 🙏

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you can eat me then I want to eat you too! I think you would taste like tiramisu for some reason, like you feel elegant at the same time like filling, but yeah I’m glad I made you laugh or giggle in this situation<3

-lolipop nonie<3

I’m going to eat your writing, it looks so delicious I would love to eat it, it will probably taste like cotton candy because of the colours that you put in the theme and can I eat you too because urrrrr AAAAAAAJXJAJSISSSJUSIS ily

-lollipop nonie

AWEEEE THIS MADE ME GIGGLE yes you can eat me n my works but only if I get to eat you first 😋😋

Honestly you're so real ab the cotton candy because when I make headers I try to make them look as sweet and candy-like as possible bahaha. It's just so fun 🤭

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Playing a little something on twitter 👀

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i LOVEEEE ur writing !!! can I request a bff gojo x fem reader where gojo starts to get close to another girl n the reader is kinda sad/worried ??? idk i was just thinking about the song dark red by steve lacy and the lyrics “only you my girl,only you babe” IT CAN BE SMUT OR SFW AAA

⋆ slightly angsty but also fluff because of course, we don't believe in sad endings in this house ‹3. jealous reader + oblivious satoru.

 ⋆ I was hearing that song while writing this and hello?!? it's so good like !!! so bff satoru coded waaaah, also thank you for the compliment, sending you many hugs 🩷

I will work on the bff satoru masterlist soon ^^

there have been moments in Satoru’s life when he felt uneasy, although none of those moments were strong enough to stick for more than a couple of hours, much less for a whole week. but you are a mystery.

he’s not certain why you’ve been refusing his hang out invitations, Satoru senses your coldness even through texts, the usual back and forth teasing no longer there, and replaced by a disgusting ‘k.’

Satoru’s phone bounces on the bed for the fifth time in the night, followed by his palms rubbing on his face and the slight tug on his soft, white hair in sheer frustration, you’re messing with his head, making his chest tug, and palms itch. the phone call goes straight to your voice mail, —most likely filled with his pleading voice. the option of visiting you is always present, but the blue eyed is certain your short, black haired roommate is already sick of him, eyes rolling behind the crystal of her glasses as she speaks in that annoyed tone, “i told you she’s not here”.

it’s all lies, Satoru knows it, he is your best friend and has already memorized your schedule by heart, “can you tell her I seriously need to speak to her?” Satoru responds, eyes filled with worry as he leans on your apartment doorframe, attempting to take a peek into the place, but quickly getting his hopes broken by the door smashing right in front of his face. for the nth time.

walking down the memory line didn’t work either, his focus was on the last time you hung out, on how your mood suddenly shifted after Satoru casually met with one of his new colleagues, who happened to be going in the same direction to you both, and her hand was awkwardly eager to be holding onto the white haired’s bicep. but then again, you were not a jealous person, and Satoru made sure to remind you how he’ll never replace your spot as his best friend.

“are you sure you’re alright, sweetheart?” he had asked that night, watching you mindlessly play with the hem of the blanket draped over your laps as you watched a movie, concern etched on his words.

“mhm, just tired” you mumble back, yet your eyes didn’t sparkle like they should, nor did they miss the way his phone rang with a text from the girl you saw earlier.

we should hang out soon ;)

and Satoru was quick to send a ‘sure!’ completely and utterly oblivious of the girl’s flirting.

“want me to leave? so you can take a nap” he says, brows furrowed and eyes locked on your face from above the rim of his dark glasses, he did not want to leave, but your health was more important; although in your ears his suggestion sounded more like a ‘i’ll leave so I can hang out with that girl’ and that bothered you quite a lot.

“yeah,” you’re quick to reply, standing up abruptly and dragging the blanket with you, “see you another time” and that was another lie, since you did not meet with Satoru in the next 3 days.

“fuck” he mutters, staring at the ceiling, strands of messy hair splayed on the pillow, “you’re not that busy... are you?” Satoru asks himself, about to slam his head against the wall.

it’s Sunday and he’s most likely looking like a stalker right now, pacing back and forth in front of your apartment complex, waiting for anything, until the sign comes, your roommate is quick to leave the building, a gym bag and a strange stick-like tool under her arm, and he knows you’re at home, of course he knows.

Satoru is up in three steps, and two knocks on your door. “Maki, did you forget your keys again?” your voice echoes in the room and his heart skips a beat.

“dunno where are yours but you can ta— Satoru...?” you ask, eyes widened slightly at the imposing form of your best friend towering above you.

“mm, i’m glad you still remember my name” he murmurs, attempting to tease but the sight of your tired face burns in his chest, flicking a single hair strand away from your forehead, “can I come in?”

you swallow, “what are you doing here?”

“pfft, can’t I visit my stunning best friend who has been ignoring my calls?”

“i haven’t...” you murmur, drifting your gaze and stepping back to allow him to get in, it was obvious Satoru were not going to leave any time soon, “i’ve been busy”

he snorts, splaying on the couch in your living room with long legs resting on the coffee table, “you’ve been worse and yet at least answer my texts” he taps the seat next to him, expecting for your thighs to brush like you always sit, but instead, your distance hurts.

“tell me what’s wrong”

“nothing’s wrong!” you say, slightly defensive, “i told you i’m busy”

“you were just fine a week ago, but got mad out of nowhere” Satoru speaks softly, squeezing your knee, not realizing the slight tremor running down your spine, “doll, if you’re jealous of—”

you clasp your hand on his mouth, “don’t finish that sentence” and Satoru’s eyes fill with realization, nodding like an obedient child.

“come on, I told you you’re my only best friend, darling” he whispers, sliding his hand from your knee and up your thigh, across your side until it settles on your nape.

“i don’t think what I feel is simple friendly jealousy.” the grip on the back of your neck tightens as soon as the words leave your mouth, breath hitching and eyes widening slight.

there’s a slight twitch in the corner of his lip at your confession, leaning in just briefly, “yeah?” he mutters, attempting —and failing miserably — at concealing a smirk, “are you in love with me?”

“don’t get too cocky” you mumble back, frowning but unable to tear your gaze away from his lips and eyes.

“you just admitted it” he grins brightly, a slight blush adorning his cheeks, brushing his nose across your jaw, “so that was the problem, hm? you’re so cute when you’re jealous”

“Satoru, i swear...” you start, mixed feelings of embarrassment and longing settling in your chest.

he sighs deeply, breath fanning over your skin where Satoru slides his lips across, inhaling your scent deeply, fuck... how much he missed you, “don’t ignore me again...“ he starts, ghost touches now turning into brief kisses on your jawline, trailing up until his lips press on the corner of your mouth and his thumb slides under your bottom lip, long fingers caging the side of your face, “...i like you too...” he breathes, meeting your gaze and flicking to your lips, “i just want you, only you, my girl”

reblog and/or comment if you want me to write the smut for this 🤭🎤

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