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Another proof Al Jazeera is only interested in spreading propaganda by deliberately hiding information. This was video is posted today (19 Jan 24’), just a few days before the pran pratisha (inauguration) that's scheduled on 22nd Jan 24’.

This video is by Nabila Bana, not an Indian citizen, doesn't know anything that happens in India, but would love to teach the world half baked information.

She mentioned “some hindus believe mosque was built on birthplace of lord ram” and that's it! She DIDN'T mention the remains of temple found beneath this mosque, the broken idols, yagna kumbh etc etc by archeologists. She only mentioned this reclamation process is only 150 years old — also wrong, it is 500 years old, people have been visiting the site for all 500 years because they remember, civilisation remembers.

She didn't say hindus took this to British court BEFORE independence, where each time even Brits favoured the Hindu side!

She didn't mention the forging of documents later by muslim leaders. It's too out in the open. It's too easy to debunk why do these people (this Nabila Bana and many others) even lie in the first place? Do evidence lies? Do archeologists lie? Even the muslim archeologist would lie?

I just want to know their intentions why do they have to post a misinformation filled video? What are they trying to achieve? Especially when inauguration is nearing

Anyway, if anyone doesn't know what evidences and archeologists I'm talking about I've tried to complied as much information here as possible, it is however still incomplete, I'll try to add more as soon as I get enough time.

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✨Ayodhya Ram Temple at night✨

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The wait is over...

Shree Ram is coming home...

500 years of oppression, suppression, struggle, agitation, tears, mourning, resilience, and most importantly, hope and faith.

I've only seen about 35 years of it, but I've seen enough to know how important this day is for us Hindus. Here's why my mutuals are seeing this on their dash.

Today, Shree Ram, who's the 7th Avatar of our God Vishnu, will finally return to his birthplace in the ancient city of Ayodhya--the place where the original temple dedicated to him had stood for millennia. That temple had been demolished and desecrated on command of an Islamic invader called Babar in 1528, and a mosque was built atop its ruins. Hence the 500 year struggle to reclaim it, which reached a critical point when the mosque was finally demolished in 1992.

The process to reclaim this sacred place and rebuild the temple was no walk in the park. The issue went up to the Supreme Court of India, the highest court in the country, and finally, after the favourable verdict, the construction of the temple started in May 2020.

Today, Shree Ram Chandra, the righteous, just and kind king who ruled Ayodhya thousands of years ago, returns home. It's not just an event of religious importance, it's a day of civilizational and cultural importance.

We're reclaiming our heritage.

Jai Shree Ram!

Happy Dwitiya Diwali!

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May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨

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Helloo!! Namasteee!!! I wanted to request for Gojo x reader, a scenario where the reader is like a huge devotee and like has done like really hard worship and got like vardan from vishnu bhagwan (Like remember that cartoon roll no. 21). And like she has like a divine power. And like in general is like really playful and calm. You get what I mean. Like in her presence, there is like pureness and mischief. But she's like always believes in what the god tells her to do. Like to be righteous. Get what I mean. Like in a fight!! Hope you respond to thiss I would love to see your take in this!!!

Ohh my god!! It was soo soo much fun to write thank you for this request anon. So I wrote is as a mix of head cannons and scenarios like little parts of Satoru's life and let me know if you'd like a part two!

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His Devotee Lover

"I am time, today I'll narrate the story of the devotee sorcerer and her beloved Gojo Satoru…I have seen everyone from her gift to her relationship with her friends…Her honesty and devotion…I have seen through it all…every incident unfolds before me. I am Gojo as well as Geto. I am the Shibuya battlefield…This story will last till I'm am and I…I am eternal…endless…"

You were a devoted devotee of Lord Vishnu from the beginning, worshiping him wholeheartedly. Your unwavering devotion brought happiness to Lord Vishnu, who granted you a divine boon—a mighty bow. With this divine gift, you embarked on a righteous path, using the bow to protect, uphold justice, and fulfill your spiritual journey. Grateful for Lord Vishnu's blessings, you vowed to serve him faithfully and follow his guidance with the utmost loyalty.

You joined Jujutsu Tech to protect people from curses and perform exorcisms for the greater good. Your classmates included Gojo, the strongest sorcerer; Geto, a curse user; and Shoko, a remarkable healer. You underwent training together, faced potent curses, and created deep bonds while executing your objective to ensure the well-being of humanity.

You and Satoru were close from the beginning of the year in your class.

Gojo Satoru entered your dorm room early in the morning, following the sound of jingling bells. He discovered you engaged in a serene pooja, offering prayers before a grand statue of Lord Vishnu. Captivated by the scene, Gojo silently admired your devotion, recognizing the power of faith and spirituality.

You turned around after finishing "Oh, I didn't realize you were here, Satoru-kun" You smiled calmly.

God, it was something about your smile. It was just so calming that it never failed to cause havoc in his stomach

"Here, have some" You gave him the Prashad, at this point he was pretty used to this.

"Thanks, Stuti"

Your technique enamored Gojo Satoru, falling even more for you. Your playful smile carried a sense of determination, adding to your allure. The elegance and divine grace with which you exorcised the curse left him in awe. Using your bow with a calm smile, you displayed a unique blend of strength and serenity.

When you'd play with the animals in the school, he would always sneak up on you to see your graceful smile.

You played the flute under a tree, surrounded by cats and dogs. Suddenly, someone poked your shoulder, and as you turned, you discovered Gojo hiding behind the tree. It became a playful game between you two. "Oh, look who it is, my dear Satoru-kun," you chuckled as he joined you, sitting beside you.

You two could talk for hours and never get bored with each other.

You always listened to his rambling and always showed an interest in his talks. It touched his heart how much you cared for everyone. Specifically for him, Geto, and Shoko.

Even though he was not a fan of mythology but he found it so fascinating when you told him stories of Lord Krishna, Lord Ram, and so on at night.

He loved it when you always tried out new sweets with him.

As Geto was preparing to leave, he decided to visit your dormitory. Upon entering, he noticed you diligently mending and sharpening your arrows. Intrigued, he approached you, causing you to look up from your task.

"Oh, Geto-kun, when did you arrive? I didn't even notice," you chuckled, pleasantly surprised by his presence. Putting aside your work, you offered to get him a glass of water as a gesture of hospitality.

"Don't worry about it. I just wanted to meet you," Geto responded, declining your offer and emphasizing his genuine intention.

Curiosity sparked within you as you realized the significance of his visit. "I see. Is there anything I can help you with?" you asked, attentively listening to his words?

Geto took a moment, contemplating the appropriate time to ask his request. Sensing the opportune moment, he paused and proceeded, "I was wondering if now would be the right time to make these two wishes."

Recalling the previous discussion about granting wishes, you nodded, acknowledging his intent. "Oh, yes, do you want to ask them now?"

With a determined gaze, Geto revealed his first wish, his voice unwavering. "My first wish is that you would always forgive me and anyone who works for me until they have committed 10,000 crimes. However, if the crimes are similar, they won't count."

His request struck a chord within you, causing your eyes to widen. A warm smile spread across your face as you responded, "Alright, and the second?"

Without hesitation, Geto proceeded with his second wish, his resolve unyielding. "The second wish is that you won't fight against me or anyone who works for me until those crimes are complete."

The weight of his wishes did not go unnoticed, yet you remained steadfast in your principles. Understanding the gravity of your promises, you replied, "Well, since you've asked them now, I promise that until the end of time, I will follow your two wishes."

Geto, aware of your unwavering determination and commitment to honoring your promises, recognized the advantage this granted him. He noted your pledge before departing from Jujutsu Tech, knowing that you would uphold your word.

Gojo Satoru, saddened by his friend's departure, couldn't sleep that night. The sound of a soft flute outside caught his attention. He found you playing the flute under the moonlight, offering solace and connection. This encounter became a source of strength, guiding him forward.

That night he just laid on your lap hearing your peaceful voice and flute lulling him to sleep.

When Gojo was going for the fight (the one where ijichi calls him in JJK 0), he came to your as he found you sleeping soundly. The sound of the door woke you up, "Are, Satoru-kun when did you get here? Is there something I can help you with?"

He just smiled and replied, "Just wanted to know if you were free"

"Well for you I always am so what is it?"

Gojo Satoru, seeking guidance and trust, approached you and asked you to be his charioteer. He expressed his desire for someone he could rely on to keep him grounded and prevent him from losing his way.

"But Satoru-kun, Mind that in this battle I won't pick any sort of weapons or use any techniques. It'll be all on you" She sternly said

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Were neeedddd part 2 NSFW for the unknown seductress!!!!!

Okay so this is my first time writing NSFW okay, first of this is not proof read and ohhhh I was so much fun writing!!! I was literally blushing so muchhhh

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part-1 | part-2

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Dazai and you entered the nearest hotel room as soon as the door was locked and put on and he turned around first, it was kissing, then heated make-outs, and eventually, your back was on the bed as he towered over you, roughly kissing you.

you moaned into it, completely ignoring the way his hands fiddled with your shimmery top and eventually hooking off the bra taking it off and throwing it in some corner of the room, and continuing the steamy session.

His hands traveled to your waist as his kisses moved down to your neck and then your collarbone.

He nipped at your flesh before he went for the prize, unbuttoning and ripping off your shirt until it fell to the floor revealing your perfect petite body. His hand ran up and down one breast before he bent down, grabbing it gently

His hands played with them, pitching your nipples as you moaned softly.

And so he got the idea that he would go further, cupping them in his hands and squeezing them hard enough to make you gasp.

Before you could stop him, he went to bite one nipple, which made you push him against your breath harder.

He felt himself getting hard against your warm flesh, as you could tell from how you were rubbing yourself against his groin.

You didn't care about anything else but pleasing each other, his kisses and bites getting more sensual as he undid his shirt kissing you again.

His hands gently stroked your core as he ripped out your dancing skirt only to find your damp panties.

He pushed them aside and took you in his mouth again, playing with your folds, while sliding a finger inside you, massaging your g-spot.

A soft moan escaped you when he touched you there, making you wrap your legs around.

Your moan sounded like honey to him as he bite your earlobe kissing your cheek as he pushed his fingers inside you.

He lifted your legs onto his shoulders as he slid another finger inside you before sucking your nipple harder.

It was too much to take, you bucked and cried out as an orgasm ripped through you.

Dazai just kept pumping them inside of you slapping his wrist on your clit as your moans and lewd noises filled the room.

"I'm gonna cum Dazai," you screamed out as you shuddered. "I'm gonna cum so fucking bad"

He removed his fingers from your core making you whine from the loss of contact.

He moved his mouth to kiss your neck nibbling it lightly, and bit it before moving back up to your lips, tasting your sweetness, as he moved down your body to finally taste your core.

"Mhmm, don't you taste sweet~" He teased and licked your core slowly at first, but then a little faster before going deeper still. You let out another moan as his tongue flicked at your sensitive folds. His pace quickened and he buried his face into your wet folds licking.

He ate your core inside out as you were squirming in his touch. It was so hot watching him lick your most intimate place, hearing him mumble how sweet you tasted.

Suddenly he pulled away from you, stood between your legs, and looked at your exposed state as he chuckled;

"Look how much of a mess you made." He caressed your shaking thighs as he felt her grind on his member.

He chuckled and teased, "Always so needy~"

Using both hands to lift your ass slightly off the bed and then shoved his cock deep inside you without any warning, causing you to scream out in pain and pleasure at the same time.

With every inch, it leaned forward, rubbing his throbbing member against your slit, sliding it slowly into you, making you writhe under him, panting heavily as he slowly filled you.

"Fuck" you sighed and panted "Oh my god yes~ "

He went slow at first but picked up the pace as you began moaning in pleasure. He grabbed your ass as he thrust into you, faster and faster.

When Dazai sneaks his tongue past your lips and draws a soft moan from you, he smiles into the kiss. He finally has you where he's been wanting you for the entire night. You melt into his muscular arms and paw at his chest like you want something more from him, but all he does is chuckle at your silent plea.

Breaking the kiss, a thin string of saliva connects your lips to his and your breath comes out in short huffs. You moaned as you rolled your hips pushing him deeper inside you as he chuckled at your hasty behaviour. Dazai smiles as he sees the hazy look on your face. "Look at you finally using your hips for something more useful," he praises.

As you're moaning and pushing his rock-hard member deep into you, Dazai grips your hip firmly with his right hand and slides his left hand up your body and between your breasts to cup your jaw in his palm. As his cock pounds in deeper.

He can't help but smirk. "You're a pretty little thing, aren't you?" he muses more to himself than you, and before you can say anything, he dips his head low and greedily. sucks your nipple into his mouth.

Arching your back off the mattress, you moan his name in broken syllables. White strands of hair tickle your skin, but that's not even the most distracting thing. It's the way he grabs your tits, gropes them, and swirls his tongue around your nipples.

"A-ah, Osamu!" Your hands fly into his hair, tugging at the roots, but Dazai pays you no mind. He groans in appreciation. "Slow down! P-Ah-Please!," you beg but he skillfully ignores your pleas like always.

"Should have thought of it before acting so slutty in the bar, belladonna~?" He said as he groaned when your gummy walls tightened around him.

"Damn...your tight..."

He finishes each thrust with a roll of his hips and groans whenever your gummy walls flutter around him, needing him to stay right where he is.

Suddenly, your eyes go wide and a little scream is torn from your throat. "Ah! 'Samu! Right there!"

He chuckled, "I know belladonna, I know," He said as he pounded harder and exploited your G-spot.

Your orgasm comes crashing down on you with one skilled roll of Dazai's hips. A yell of his name tears through your throat as you cum all over his cock, making a mess of his lap and the sheets below. He keeps you in check as you squirm and sob and he whispers sweet praises into your ear that go in one ear and out the other. He helps you ride the waves of your high.

"Fuck, gonna fill this sweet cunt up..," Dazai groans and thrusts into your abused cunt a few more times before he buries his face in your neck, groaning your name loudly as he squirts thick ropes of cum right inside. His hips come to a halt as he grinds his essence deeper into you until it seeps out from where he's plugging your hole so deliciously.

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Hello! I really wanted to request like a scenarios where like the reader is hurt and come back home late and Dazai patched her up and then they cuddle after words. Like a kind of domestic moment.

Okay, I loved this request and wanted to do it for Dazai's birthday!! This is also highly based on "Mohe Rang to Do Lal." Also, this is like semi-head cannons and scenarios.

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Your Wounds

When you entered the room, Dazai saw the wounds on your shoulder and neck. He asked if he could help dress your wounds.

When you refused, He grabbed your wrist, tugged you close, and smiled as you blushed. Then he swept you off your feet and carried you to the bathroom.

He kissed your neck as he slowly unbuttoned your shirt and kissed your collarbone. He chuckled when he noticed your red ears. That chuckle, God, it made you feel every emotion like a kaleidoscope in your stomach.

  "Aww, is my belladonna blushing from my kisses?" He teased, making you look away from him.

"No, who said I was blushing?"

"Oh really?" He raised his eyebrow as he tugged away your shirt, exposing your upper half body.

"A-Ah! You pervert!" You revolted, looking into his eyes, blushing.

He chuckled in response, "See you are," He said cockily.

He moved closer to you, and you could feel his breath on your bare neck. 

You two chatted about your mission as you felt a sudden sting in on your wound. Your body jerked as you clung to him, scrunching your face with the sudden pain.

He stroked your hair, kissing your shoulder, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as he patched up your wound.

Upon fixing your wound, he embraced your waist, carrying you bridal style into the bedroom, and gingerly placed you on the bed.

You both cuddled the whole time, as he gave frequently kissed you. His arms were never off your skin, and your heart raced, feeling it in your throat as his kisses trailed down to your cleavage.

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AGHHHGHG! I'M LITERALLY GUSHING HOW PERFECTT PAVITR PRABHAKR IS!! bHAI PRABHAKAR BROOO>>>>>>

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THE NEW THEME IS HEREEE!!! I FINALLY CODED IT!!!!

tell your thoughts on this

finally 10th ka HTML kahi toh kam aya

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Oh myyyy that is awesome can you do like a tanjiro x desi reader where like the Reader is like a slayer who has like ethereal eyes with like godess like features and since it's in taisho Era so like she wears like few jewellery from India like those princess use to wear

I'm giving it a go, posting something with Tanjiro, and I've tried to make Y/n a combination of patient and stern yet gentle. Here it is - I hope you enjoy it.

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The Meeting

Tanjiro and you met in the Hashira meeting, you looked so flawless he sure was mesmerized by your ethereal doe eyes as a small bainda(Mangtika) graced your face. 

You never spoke once in the meeting just greeting the master with a bow as you looked up and joined your hands (Namaste) and gave a sweet smile.

Well, After the meeting Tanjiro had so many questions about you, it was surely quite the first meeting as you looked at the boy dazed, you were introduced as the divine hashira and how your breathing was a branch of fire and wind breathing by the Kakushi. He introduced you with such powerful and arrogant words explaining how you were the youngest after muichiro making you snicker as you landed your doe eyes on him. For a moment he thought he had just seen heaven. He looked up and he saw you and Kanao lying in your lap as you hummed light music.

When you first went to visit the three slayers and greeted them, "Good Morning, Are you guys feeling okay?" You said with your melodious voice, it was so calm that Zenitsu was on cloud nine from both looking at you and hearing your voice.

Tnjiro on the other hand was mesmerized by you as he replied with a small nod as you smiled.

Okay, so I have a feeling Tanjiro would be soo curious about you and your culture what jewelry is that? how does your breathing technique work? How do you fight with your sword having a curvy tip? Like basically many questions which you would be very pleased to answer obviously cause who can say no to this sweet boyyyyy

I'm a firm believer you two just sit on the roof as you sing Hindi songs to him. To him, it does not matters if he understands the lyrics or not as long as he is with you he's happy

Would write letters to you whenever you would leave for a mission. 

Lovs how gentle and patient you are but also how childish you can be. 

When he was first on a mission with you he was more than happy when got to see your breathing 

I think he will love when you give him tips during his training like how in the start when he was going through rehabilitation training. 

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I'm sorry that I moaned in public. I saw a pic of my anime husband.

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hurt/comfort blurb based off an ask @missmeinyourbones received :3

gojo x gn!sorcerer!reader, he's ridiculous, lovesick and dramatic in the one but that's how we like him here so. enjoy!!

“where is our couch?”

gojo looks up at you from his phone, grinning at you gently with the small smile that he always wears; one you’ve come to adore over the years. this time, however, it does nothing but irritate you because there is a large, vacant space in the living room that has ‘gojo satoru’ written all over it.

“what do you mean?” he asks but the lilt in his tone tells you everything you need to know.

that one, gojo has everything to do with your missing couch. two, you have fallen for his bait, successfully tricked into talking to him because three hours ago, you refused to acknowledge his existence after a heated argument that ended with you promising to sleep on the couch. yet after one harmless trip to the supermarket, you come back to discover that your bed for the night was missing.

and you know him well enough to know that his giddiness stems from the fact that you’re finally giving him the attention he’s been craving for the past few hours.

“where. is. our. couch?” you reaffirm, emphasising each word so they can get through his thick skull. 

“is it not in the living room?”

he sounds almost delighted at this peculiar interaction, seeming proud of himself as his eyes shine with mirth. they bravely look into your frustrated and irritated ones.

“i am in no mood to bicker, gojo,” you begin, “either you tell me where our couch has gone or i kick you out.”

the sorcerer pouts from where he sits on the bed, curling into a ball as he stares up at you. the sight would’ve been more comical if you weren’t so mad. “that’s not very nice.”

“you don’t deserve nice,” you mutter, turning on your heels to walk away before gojo can melt you with those honeyed words of his. from the bedroom, you hear fumbling and rustling, followed by footsteps. 

instead of paying gojo any mind, you go to the kitchen counter where you left the many bags of groceries you bought.

he rests his elbows on the kitchen island, subliminally begging for an ounce of your attention whilst you sort through the bags. “would you like some help?”

you give him a brief side-eye before resuming. his pout worsens.

“if i tell you what happened to our couch, will you promise to sleep on the bed tonight?” pleads the white-haired, “with me?”

you sigh, “yes.”

“i warped it somewhere.”

“what?” you almost drop the carton of eggs in your hold. “what do you mean ‘somewhere’?”

“somewhere in jujutsu tech, i’m not really sure.” he cringes at the glare you shoot him. “i was gonna get it back if you agreed!”

that was your last straw. running a hand down your face, you don’t see the way that your lover stares at you with hope from the corner of your eye. 

“for goodness’ sake, why did you warp our couch?” you quiz. 

“because you were going to sleep there,” he murmurs, “and i didn’t know how else to change your mind.”

“you’re twenty-three, gojo. you should know a thing or two about how to reconcile properly by now.” 

his pout worsens at the use of his family name. “i am a man in love, y/n, do you know what they say about men in love?”

before you can even think of a snarky remark, realisation hits you like an anvil. whenever gojo uses his teleportation technique it always… leaves… something behind. 

rushing over to the carpet that used to be under the couch, you almost have a heart attack when you lift it up and see the scorched marks that occur as a byproduct. the white-haired leans against the kitchen island innocently, whistling.

“and what are you planning on doing about this?” you shriek. you try to remain calm, really, but it’s hard to do so because gojo has an affinity for driving you to the brink of insanity.

“i will get someone to fix it, i promise!”

“and will they not be suspicious that there are marks in our floor?”

“a little bribery never hurt nobody, and i have a lot of money to bribe someone successfully. plus, i have connections in the jujutsu world!”

you drop the carpet, giving up. “i’m calling shoko to crash at hers for the night-”

“-then i’ll warp her house.”

“can you even do that? a couch is pretty impressive already.”

“so you think i’m impressive?”

“gojo.”

“i don’t know if i can teleport a house but i’m always willing to try.”

you hate him, you decide. “even if you could warp a house, you shouldn’t, because shoko will kick your ass.” 

“but you’ll protect me, won’t you?” 

you say nothing, merely glancing at your boyfriend before reaching for your phone in your pockets. however, before you could even unlock the device, gojo is beside you, crouched down to your level. he maintains a respectable distance, one that does not invade your personal space whilst fulfilling his need to be close to you. 

“are you actually leaving?” he whispers brokenly, completely changing the atmosphere as his eyes begin to shine with tears that threaten to spill. 

your words are lodged in your throat at the pitiful sight. whilst some part of your brain curses you for giving in so easily, the other part that loves gojo (who are you kidding, all of you loves him) begins to feel a little bad.

he continues, reaching for your hand to play with your fingers, “please don’t leave. i’m sorry for what i said when we were arguing. i love you,” he pauses for a second before adding as an afterthought: “a lot.” 

gojo’s apology, although a little awkward and rushed, is nothing short of endearing, successfully quelling the waves of frustration and anger you’ve been feeling for the past few hours. although the hurt has not completely faded, it’s a little less suffocating to be around him now.

his life is far from normal, you understand that, and you realised that it would be something you had to deal with when you started dating him in your last year at jujutsu tech. but you fell for gojo because of his sporadicity. life may have not been the same ever since, but in a world where all you are gifted is targets on your back in exchange for keeping lives safe, his love is a refreshing oasis for you to return to when all is said and done. 

even though he expresses it through unconventional ways, such as teleporting your couch because he was heartbroken at the prospect of being away from you, you think it’s a fair trade. 

as a way of accepting his apology, you open your arms for him and the white-haired doesn’t even let a second pass by before he’s crashing into you. 

it’s comforting, the way he holds onto you like you’ll slip from his grasp otherwise. “i’ll go get our couch back soon,” he mutters into you, squeezing your waist a little tighter.

“we’re having a moment, gojo, please don’t mention the couch or i’ll be angry again.”

“sorry,” the white-haired raises his head to look at you, “can i at least get nickname privileges back?”

“you’re ridiculous,” you huff, “no.”

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Late nights (Satoru Gojo x reader)

┏ ♡ pairing: Satoru Gojo x gn! reader  

✧ gn! reader

✧ summary: waiting on his arrival to come home from a late night of work

✧ content: fluff 

not proofread lol if there are mistakes pls lemme know! ♡ ┐

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Okay okay so hear me out what If dazai came to reality in desi readers houseeeeeee

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What a Reality

"Uthja Y/n! Late ho rahi hai teri bus ane wali hai! JALDI UTH!"("Wake up Y/!! You're going to be late, your bus is about to come!! Wake u quickly!!") Your aunt screamed from the kitchen packing your lunch as you hurried out of your bed and quickly freshen up

Running down the stairs as you hurriedly ate your breakfast as your aunt scolds you "Itni late karti hai ye ladki! Ab mein nahi hongi ghar pe toh kaise samhale gi!" ("What should I do with this lazy girl! I'll be out of here how will you manage it?!")

"Sorry, Sorry." You apologized as you hug her and run off to take the bus.

As you arrived at your university, you glanced out the window and spied the same landscape; the same trees, road, same people, same rumors, and subjects.

Being bored with all this, you sighed and closed your eyes as the bus halted and your friend got on board and sat next to you.

"Aur bata kaisi hai?" ("So how are you?") She asked as you sighed and replied

"Kuch nahi bas neend a rahi hai"("Nothing just sleepy") You replied telling her the half-truth, it was true you were tried and sleepy but not because of the morning there was just nothing new to do it was all just waking up then go to university study for 8 hr and then get back home then study...It was just an endless loop of burden...You just wished for something interesting or a miracle to happen.

Going to university you saw the only thing you have probably not noticed all these years and thought,

'Koi naya mohala bana hai kya? Yaha kab se barigates lagne lage?' ('Is there a new collony setteling? There were never so many barigates here?')

Looking at the mysteriously abandoned road with a few buildings still in construction.

The day was just starting and you already felt drained out of boredom no one in your class came today all your friends were home and you just felt like an idiot for coming to university.

It was your game period as you decided to take a risky decision very learn you were going to bunk classes.

You packed your bag and walked out of the class when everyone was outside. You were never really in the limelight of the school so even if you go on a bunk no one would notice, it was the perfect time you had the keys to your home and some money to take a rikshaw or cab home.

Somehow you snuck out of university honestly the best thing you have ever done!! You were finally doing something new and you loved it, the excitement in you was growing as every second passed by. You were walking towards the main road when you found the same ally that was under construction. The classic shady ally that could be possessed. But, despite being scared, you followed your curiosity like the old saying goes, 'curiosity killed the cat'.

You walked towards the lonely ally as shivers ran down your spine looking at the chilly atmosphere. Looking around you saw a little glowing stone it almost looked like gold as you picked it up wanting to inspect it even more.

Big mistake, huge even. Bright lighting immersed you as you closed your eyes shut due to the bright light. You felt a weight on you as you fell to the ground. You open your eyes to look at what or rather who was over you as you find a young man of around age 17 over you. He had formal clothing on with bandages soaked in blood and mildly wavy, short, dark brown hair, and narrow dark brown eyes with one eye covered with a bandage.

This made you flustered as you pushed him back and scooted to the side. Waking the boy as he looked around him. Confused he mumbled something which you couldn't understand.

"Where am I?" He mumbled to himself as you let out "Huh?".

His attention then shifted towards you as he slowly stands and gives you a helping hand in standing up.

'D-Dazai! Dazai Osamu kaha se ya yaha pe! Mami sahi kaha rahi thi mein bahut sone lagi hu!! Mein pagal ho rahi sahi mein!!' ('D-Dazai! How is Dazai Osamu here? Aunt was correct I shouldn't sleep this much!! I'm going mad!!!') Wild thoughts ran through your mind as the chain was broken with a deep voice.

"Hello lady, Can you tell me where I am? I have no clue how I got here?" Dazai said in Japanese which you couldn't understand as your sweat dropped.

"Speak English?" You asked in short as Dazai sighed and replied in English

"My English not very good, sorry."

"Can you tell me where I am?" In broken in English as he asked as you immediately replied

"India, You are in India."

"India? How..."

"I don't know..." You looked at him as you saw his arm bleeding soaking his sleeve and bandages

"He bhagwan! Your arm is bleeding! Let's get you to the hospital...Are nahi voh bhi nahi kar sakte mere pas na toh id hai na hi mein iski koi Id proof de sakti hu..." ("Oh no can't do that either, I don't have my Id or his Id or documentation.")

You were just mumbling to yourself as you saw Dazai just questioning your behavior making you think he was judging you as you shuffled and quickly turned towards him and gestured towards him.

"Will you come with me?" You asked him slowly making sure he got what you meant as he just nodded.

As you both took off towards your home taking the fasted transport in India the rickshaw.

You both were silent thinking random thoughts and looking outside.

Dazai's mind was raised with so many questions.

'How am I here? This is so different from anything back home...People have no abilities...How can get out? I guess let's just follow this girl till I'm able to find a way back home....'

While you had your questions 'How is he here? I'm sure Dazai Osamu was either supposed to be dead or just in anime...How am I going to explain this to my Aunt...What am I going to do...Let's just get his injuries fixed first...'

But both of you had the same question in mind...

'Will I/he be able to go back?'

You two arrived home you quickly went to get your phone looked for a Japanese translator and typed as the translator spoke

"Please make yourself at home...I will get the first aid kit for your wounds." It said as Dazai shook his head making you tilt your head as he spoke in the app in Japanese.

"No need to worry it's fine." He said as you shook your head violently writing as the AI spoke

"Please, it's the least I can do, If you are not comfortable I'll leave to get you some comfortable clothes and leave the first aid here for you to use it and the bathroom open for you to shower."

Dazai listened and sighed as he nodded.

When you left to get him clothes he looked around the house finding your pictures in your room as well as many thick books university labeled by your name and placed in a column you named "b.tech college books".

He freshened up as he was thinking of the possibilities of what caused this problem. He came out of the bathroom patching his wounds as he wrapped a towel around his waist. Hearing the sound of clicking the door as you entered your apartment.

"Vaise toh iske kafi fayde bhi hai at least mujhe bore toh nahi hona padega akele vaise hi ab Mami mere sath rahengi nahi." ("Well, this is also great at least I won't be lonely when aunt won't be living with me") You mumbled as you entered the room and looked at Dazai who only had a towel on as bandages wrapped around his chest. You owlishly dropped the bad as heat rose to your cheeks as you slammed the door blushing.

"Here are the clothes!! Please make yourself at home!!" You screamed from outside.

"Eh?"

Both of you were now sitting at the dining table as you had made some sandwiches for Dazai forcing him to eat since he refused to do so.

The silence was thinking as you took your phone and typed as the AI spoke again.

"Do you know how you got here?"

Dazai shook his head saying no. as he spoke in the microphone.

"No but I do know what is happening, I looked around and found that I have time-traveled or something like that. My name is Dazai Osamu. I'm from Japan though I think this was a doing of an ability user but...how did his ability work on me? So! It's out of my head! Since I have no place to go will a lovely lady like yourself commit a double suicide with me?" He asked holding her hand as she violently shook her head.

"No, How about I teach some of the native languages here since you don't know when you'll be going or if you'll be going back. So at least you would know how to communicate with people and for the place well you can live with me. How does that sound?" The AI was interpreted as offering the boy your help.

"Will he be able to back? Will you tell him that he is not a real human? That he is just fictional? That all his pain and suffering is just meant for entertainment...Or will you take advantage of this to cure your loneliness and boredom...Will this decision chage the anything?"

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My aunt was applying mehendi on my hand and I thought, "hey how would gojo react if his partner applied mehendi with his name or symbols that refer to him???"

Oh thank you for this request I honestly love the art of Mehndi and absolutely adore the smell of it as wellll. Literally enjoyed writing this so much.

Masterlist

Those Hands

Oh my, Satoru firstly would be so intrigued with such beautiful designs on your hand 

He would for sure like to kiss your hands and compliment you

Seeing this will just stroke his ego even more

Don't forget after this there is no going back he will kiss your hand every day till your mehndi is there 

Would be a pain in the ass always trying to get his hands all over you, You in a meeting...well that can wait your beautiful husband needs attention 

At night when you two were cuddling he wraps his arms around you playing with your hands and looking at the patterns on your mehndi 

It just feels so domestic as you tell him about your day with your aunt as he traces the designs slightly massaging your hand 

Until he came across a certain design on the corner of his palm they were a collage of things, it started from a lotus and went up to a beautiful ocean there was a mochi box and a detailed design of an eye which was just filled with a blue (Those colored mehndi's if you're aware of them). As the design ended with his initials at S.G at the end in cursive 

Would say something like "Aww look how much you love your most handsome, wonderful, and strongest husband"

If you feel like cuddling this mf will not let you keep your hands anywhere if they are not intertwining with his hands or just warping around him. There is no other option 

He would take pictures of them and show them off to his students, Nanami, Shoko, a stranger you name it. He will tell about this n number of times until the person gets so annoyed and feels literally so single 

He thinks of this as a badge of honor, like those love bites you make for marking territory to him it's like that but in a much more passionate and meaningful way rather than just lust and love

If you have like little doodles on your arm which indicate your journey with this man-child he would melt. He loves it absolutely will adore this to not end  

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Hello so are you taking request for kny and aot?? I wanted to ask for so many tanjiro x reader post soooo:)

Oh myyy goodd!! I really wanted to do like few head cannons for Tanjiro with Desi! reader but I really am not getting enough time with like school and my exams (Hard being a science student in 12th honestly). But yes I will be writting for both Kny and Aot. But it will take time as my exams are up right now!!

Also sorry to the people who have shared there request..So sorry for the delay (I blame my school for giving literally half book in unit 1...Who the fuck does that!!!UGHHH!!)