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the bg of O12S is so pretty

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★ Through his infrared vision, he can see her face light up in a bloom of warmth. A flush of golden yellow and only slightly orange at the center. Satoru would, at first, assume it must’ve been from the previous panic-laced moment. While it isn’t necessary, just out of curiosity, Satoru motions a hand and pushes up his glasses so that they’re over his forehead. Her hair catches the light like threads of sunlight, bright and golden, her eyes are as round and as deep as the ocean.

She looks ethereal. Satoru watches the way her petite hand delicately falls upon his own. Equally as soft, Satoru holds her hand and brings them both up and off the ground.

A little smile tugs at the edges of his lips and he chuckles at her comments. “ Someone as cute as you should come with a warning sign. Got me falling. Literally. ” His voice carries a playful lilt.

“ Maybe we can go rollerblading together. I’ve done that a couple of times. ” Satoru is often picking up new activities and getting good at them. “ Take it easy, though. ”

Usagi  couldn't  keep  her  eyes  off  the  other  before  her,  If  it  wasn't  obvious  her  face  was  a  tint  color,  having  crashed  into  him  and  he  saved  her  which  most  wouldn't  do,  they  would  usually  just  move  out  of  the  way  and  let  her  crash  into  something  or  the  cement.  '  Yeah  yeah  I  am  okay  I  have  a  hard  head  so...I  was  more  worried  about  it  hurting  you.'  Usagi  said  rubbing  the  front  of  her  forehead,  feeling  a  bump  on  it  as  she  groaned  softly,  It  wasn't  a  serious  injury  but  it  did  hurt  quite  abit.

When  he  adjusted  himself  she  did  as  well,  eyes  of  blue  looking  onto  the  offered  hand,  her  hand  slid  into  the  one  that  was  offered  to  her  getting  to  her  feet  slowly  she  remained  silent  until  the  silence  was  broken  somehow  or  she  ended  up  saying  something.  '  I  am  NEVER  rollerblading  again,  not  with  my  clumsy  legs,  but  my  mother  insisted.'

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But it's exhausting to care for the weak, seriously. [...] Imposing reasons or responsibilities on power. Isn't that a behaviour only the weak have? Don't just stand there talking big on your high horse.

GOJO SATORU in JUJUTSU KAISEN — 2.01: Hidden Inventory (2023)

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★ He glances once more at his phone. No message. No answers to his calls. Just a dying battery and the implication that Suguru is still, inexplicably, on his mission. Satoru is growing restless, so he decides to wander around town and keep himself busy until he finally gets a response.

Satoru is, at most, window shopping, just looking at hot offers and trendy new fashion items and clothes. It’s hard not to get distracted. And there it is, tucked between a convenience store and a row of gacha capsule machines, stands a Digimon-branded vending machine. It immediately grabs Satoru’s attention and he is already reaching into his pockets for coins. Just then, from his peripheral vision, he can spot someone on roller skates rapidly closing the distance between them. It looks like the girl is barreling out of control.

Usually, Gojo would enable infinity and protect himself from the impact. However, that would risk the other person's safety, and he wouldn’t want that. Instead, he prepares for whatever’s coming, arms outstretched to catch her.

His weight shifts, and his legs bend just a fraction at the knees as his upper body reclines. He tips over, his form supporting the girl as they both land on the ground. Satoru has timed it perfectly, so that he selectively enables infinity just before his back hits the harsh surface and slows down the fall. It is almost unnoticeable when he leans back, the barrier disappearing.

“ … Well, that’s definitely not how I planned to roll today. ” He leans back on his elbows but doesn’t move further. “ Don’t worry about it. I’m fine. Are you alright? ” He notices how long her hair is. Kind of like Rapunzel or princess-like.

Satoru adjusts his position to sit up carefully and offer her a hand.

꒰ ♡ ꒱ @brazenlystrong ╱ Send  “Oof reverse”  for my muse to fall on yours ◞

'  AYE!  move  out  of  the  --  '  Before  she  could  finish  her  sentence  she  suddenly  found  herself  hitting  a  man's  chest  and  both  of  them  falling  over  into  a  awkward  position  on  the  ground.  Her  head  was  abit  sore  as  she  groaned  her  hand  moving  onto  her  face.  ‘  That  is  not  a  soft  landing,  oh!  are  you  okay?  ‘  Usagi  looked  up  towards  the  poor  soul  who  got  the  honor  of  being  her  pillow,  blinking  her  eyes  a  few  times  she  blushes  at  the  man’s  apperance,  he  was  beautiful  with  his  white  as  snow  hair  and  fair  face,  she  couldn’t  see  his  eyes  but  if  everything  else  was  beautiful  there  was  no  doubt  his  eyes  were  as  well.   ‘  I…I  hope  I  didn’t  hurt  you  or  anything…I  I  was  learning  how  to  roller skate  and  lost  my  balance.' 

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★ The instant Suguru's frame slackens into his own, Satoru's arms rise with instinctive urgency and wrap around him. Hands clasp at his front, their bodies pressing together seamlessly. Suguru's scent envelopes Satoru's senses and becomes the only thing he focuses on for a brief moment. His mind stills, cerulean eyes behind a stark blindfold become sharp, and pupils dilate from the realization that this is his now. It’s no longer a distant desire but a prize finally claimed. It would be difficult to pry Suguru off his arms now. The tug prompts a surge of excitement to course through Satoru.

“ No need to tell me twice—, ” he hums and lowers his lips against exposed flesh on the crook of Suguru’s neck. Tongue tip delicately meets the spot he’s chosen first, as though preparing it for a bite edged with hunger. His teeth sink once more into his skin, this time intending to leave a lasting mark.

HE'S RIGHT, AND THERE IS A PLAIN AND simple reason for it: suguru has no real desire to push him away. instead, he gives no one in particular a roll of the eyes — which, were satoru not satoru, he wouldn't even be able to see. in response to the shift of sensation behind him, he rocks back onto his heels and leans all of his weight into satoru's chest.

❝ ah, i suppose you're right... ❞ faux-disappointment. ever the melodrama. his hands wander, long fingers hooking around satoru's belt loops and tugging him impossibly closer. ❝ again, satoru. ❞ harder, he doesn't say. he doesn't need to.

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ran out of melees to level in ffxiv boo

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Villain apologist? Nah, I don't apologize for anyone. What my lover does on his days off is not my business.

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show me your infinite void.

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it's aboutta get mad funny inside your head.

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at the end of the day it's about who you'd creampie in missionary. forehead to forehead. while maintaining eye contact

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show me your infinite void.

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it's aboutta get mad funny inside your head.

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Cont. [x] // @gravesung

★ The contact is feather-light, but it hints of possession, or perhaps boredom. One can never be quite sure with Satoru. Silken strands coil in tandem, black and white twining together like yin and yang as the side of Satoru’s head rests close to Suguru’s. Sharp prongs are stubbornly holding on even at the shrug, but they release their hold on the surface below so that Satoru can speak.

“ I don’t see you trying to repel me hard enough. ” His voice slinks through the air like velvet dipped in mischief, and a smirk is present upon pristine facial features. His front frame proceeds to playfully nudge Suguru’s back, seeking further reactions and craving attention.

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“ First, get a license. I’ll also need proof you can ride a bike without turning it into a lawn ornament for some poor person's garden. ”

@brazenlystrong replied to your post “ruffles Megumi's hair.”:

“Of course! Do you want it on a calendar or on a greeting card?”

"Are you so old that you've started making old man jokes? I'll be 16 soon, I want a motorbyke."

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low-key wanna finish watching sailor moon crystal

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Gojo Satoru

Jujutsu Kaisen Episode 24

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𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐏𝐒                      

    𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒. 

            Indie canon divergent OTOGI RYUJI

   from YUGIOH! DUEL MONSTERS POST DSOD. 

                      21+ DARK THEMES AND ADULT CONTENT.

                              SORRY THIS BLOG IS NOT 4KIDS. 

                 ANCIENT CHINA VERSE and DUEL MONSTER AU. 

              EST IN 2022 by LEVIATHAN aka LEVI.

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                ❛ 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋   𝐌𝐄   𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓   𝐘𝐀   𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 ,

independent   canon   -   divergent   KATSUYA   JONOUCHI   of   YU-GI-OH   !   Duel   Monsters   ;   post   -   DSOD   portrayal   ,   dark   &   mature   themes   ahead   ⸻   21   +   preferred

   ⸻  𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄  !   ❜

(   𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐃   ✖   𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐎 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒   ✖   𝐅𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐍   )

                                  est.   2022   by   TESTAMENT 

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Cont. [x] // @malient

★ There is no dramatic cue, just a glance, and Satoru is already closing the space between them. He brings his arms in a loop around Sukuna's waist and presses himself into the hug that lingers just a beat too long to be innocent. His cheeky smile brushes against Sukuna’s lips. One adjustment, then another, and his hands are roaming places.

“ Dunno. Your body heat looks very available right now, tho. ” Satoru’s voice slips out like a purr, drawn out with that feline smugness.

“ Wipe that cute little frown off and plant one on me, beefcake. ”