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waves, guys if you followed me here Satoru is now at @dreams1nc. I'll follow you back from there if you'd like to interact with him.

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Thought about it for a bit of time, ever since those weird anons, I'm going to move Satoru over to my multi. Feel free to follow him at @dreams1nc! I won't be dropping ships or threads for him but it just seems like a more comfortable choice.

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  the face of the man innocently reaching to take the last strawberry pan

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Drawing men is so hard

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blind gojo, in his bid to defeat sukuna sacrifices each eye, leaving him to be the only heritor left.

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         [ 無 ]  ‘ HOW LONG WILL YOU MARINATE IN THAT BATH? Come on, we should start training rather than idle about, @deadlincs ‘

s.c.

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pookieful

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sunday's headcanon is remembering that satoru is an infinite entity that cannot die. thus, he will find you in every life, this is a threat and promise that sounds romantic but becomes apparently unhinged when it starts in motion.

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anyway, one liner call - multimuses, please specify who you'd like this for.

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let’s do something unethical together, just the two of us. for fun.

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      [ 無 ]  ' ARE YOU AVOIDING THE FESTIVITIES? Tsk, summer enjoyments are not your thing? What a dull old man you are, @foremyth '

s.c.

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      [ 無 ]  ' STILL OVERTHINKING IT? Don’t worry so much, I’ll handle the politics of it, just keep working with Yuuji - he really likes you , @foremyth‘

s.c.

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anyway, one liner call - multimuses, please specify who you'd like this for.

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I demand financial compensation for all the horrible y / n prompts I see in Satoru's tag.

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Hhehee gojo sonic boy

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Man of the decade

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       [ 無 ] ‘ CORRECT, DON’T SLACK OFF! THERE’S A LOT OF PEOPLE WHO WANT MY HEAD ‘ an arrogance underlines his voice, to which it indicates, he was not surprised nor did he mind the danger. A soft smirk forming upon glossy lips as he leans in, the barrier between them is that of gentle static, an electrical current that keeps everything out - only allowing what he deemed necessary in. “I love gardening” equally as obnoxious with bravado that only belonged to that of a deity, his long form stands, moving with a careless nature in each stride.

      A predatory creature in the guise of a pretty seraph, then, he sits upon the other’s knee moving in where the smell of oxygen && air so thin it could strangle the breath from one’s chest filters between them. “Even more so plants that bloom for me, which is why you must do your best, otherwise I’ll grow upset. Be good now, the reward will be worthwhile, if you allow for one person to come too close I’ll pout the entire time”

❛　i got a damn job t' do, or did'ja forget　ALREADY　?　could be made 'f steel or damn feathers,　❜　but he holds his tongue, that tongue that could curse endlessly like a sailor　&　yet, shockingly, he realises he can resist just a little longer. he sits, but there is no formality in his mannerisms, after all, did the children of the sun need to care about the little things so much　?　not exactly　⸻　especially for ezra.

a near obnoxious manspread, hooking elbow behind the backrest, even his body language exuded the nature of his loudness,　❛　don't worry 'bout me. all th' energy i could need i get from th' sun　⸻　'm like yer personal lil'　PLANT.　❜