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[kokomyass]

Genshin headcannons ☆ Doing the 'current boyfriend' prank on them

Genshin x Fem!Reader

Genre: ☁️

Trigger warnings ⚠️: a tinnie weenie swearword

featuring: Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Alhaitham (fave)

synopsis: in which, you think it is a good idea to prank your partner with the current boyfriend trend....but how will they react?

Notes: you are 12 years married in Neuvillette's part, you are 5 years married in Wriothesley's part, you are 3 years bf and gf in Alhaitham's part

Neuvillette

Neuvillette had been not only advised by some Melusines but also his wife that it would be a splendid idea for him to host a grand ball to help him familiarise himself with human customs.

So here he was stood by his beautiful wife, in beautiful ball attire, something you rarely wore. Arms hooked together as you both greet the guests as they walk in.

Your sweet husband was so innocent and wholesome that you can't help but play the most devilish pranks on him and where else to do this than infront of hundreds of people!

After everyone had entered both you and Neuvillette helped the Melusines shut the doors.

"Y/N, shall we start mingling with our guests my love?" Neuvillette looked at you with the soft and loving smile he only gave you, unbeknownst to him he would probably be scowling at you in a second.

"Of course Neuvi! Let's go start with those people over there"

You point to the largest group of people in the ballroom, trying not to snicker as Neuvillette was playing into your trap.

"Hello everyone!! It's so lovely to see that you could make it!"

"Madam Y/N, we wouldn't miss it for the world! You and Monsieur Neuvillette look splendid I must say!"

One of the guests shake your hand vigorously as you thank him for the compliments.

Before Neuvillette could even get a word in you replied to the guests.

"My current boyfriend and I just thought it would be adorable to be matching!"

As soon as the phrase 'current boyfriend' came out of your mouth you felt Neuvillette's head turn to you slowly as he made noises like he wanted to butt in but was in too much shock to even say anything.

Amidst the silence after what you said, you turn to your husband, to see him with his lips pursed, his eyes narrowed and the tips of his ears pink.

Quite frankly he looked incredibly adorable.

You burst out laughing at the silence as the group of guest slowly start laughing awkwardly (Neuvillette not laughing at all).

"Hahahaha!! I'm just kidding he is actually my husband of twelve-" Before you can finish you are cut of by Neuvillette gripping your wrist and he speaks up using the tone he uses when he is tired of your bullshit.

"My wife and I have matters to discuss....enjoy the ball...."

Not even waiting for a reply he drags you off to  a corner that isn't being used for the ball.

You are against the wall looking up at him with puppy eyes as he stares down with his arms crossed with his eyes still narrowed.

"Y/N, what did I say about your pranks?"

"....That I should stop doing them because they may very well kill you?"

"Indeed, so why did you think it would be a good idea to do that? Not only did you embarrass me, the people of Fontaine will think of you and I as what you call 'hookers'."

You try your hardest to not laugh at your husband spiralling and place a hand on his chest.

"Oh darling, I'm so sorry, I won't do it again, I just needed to see your cute, flustered face."

You inch closer to his face hoping to distract him with your criminal face card. He turns his head trying avoid your gaze as the tips of his ears turning a deeper crimson colour than before, and purses he his lips.

Eventually after a second or two he sighs and looks at you placing a hand on your cheek.

"Though I don't believe you won't do it again, it will suffice for now...."

You place a peck on his lips, "My husband is so forgiving..."

Safe to say, that made him happy again.

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Wriothesley

"Pleaseeeee Wrio, I need a way to promote the new pastries I'm introducing to the café, in the fortress and you would be an amazing sponsor!"

You were currently sat on Wriothesley's desk, looking down at him as he was sat in his chair infront of you letting out a sigh.

You owned your own café in Fontaine, a very popular one, and recently you had introduced some new pastries to the menu and you wanted to get them on the menu in the Fortress of Meropide too. So, you thought who else to ask to sponsor them than your, sexy, tall, pastry and tea loving husband? Aka The Duke of Meropide.

So here you were begging him to film an advertisement with you to promote these pastries.

He let out a huge sigh as you migrated to sitting on his lap, giving him puppy eyes, arms wrapped around his neck as he instinctively placed his hands on your lower back.

"Y/N, you know that I don't like showing my face in public..."

"I know, but it isn't even public, it is in the fortress and everyone knows you down here!"

After a silent stare down he resigns and agrees to doing your advert. His incentive being a big fat kiss on his lips.

Time Skip

It has been a week and Wriothesley had filmed his part in the advert with the help of Charlotte.

You are Charlotte were now editing all the footage together and you were doing the voice-overs when an incredible idea occurred to you.

"Charlotte I'm gonna play a prank on Wriothesley....but you can't say anything okay!" You whisper to her as you prepare to do the voice-over leading to Wriothesley's sponsorship clip.

"Now you will hear a few words from my current boyfriend, the Duke of Meropide!"

The plan was in place.

After everything was finished and the preparations were ready you set up the projector in an area in the fortress and gathered all the inmates to watch, with Wriothesley stood at the back.

You started the projection and for the most part everyone watched with oos and aahs, and Wriothesley giving you a proud look from the back, which would soon be wiped off.

Then came the moment you were waiting for.....

"Now you will hear a few words from my current boyfriend, the Duke of Meropide!"

Anddddd that was the most silent you had ever heard the Fortress. A few people started speaking up.

"Damn I didn't know Wriothesley and Y/N weren't serious...."

"Ain't no way, she told me they were married for 5 years..."

"I bet Wriothesley doesn't treat her well...."

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Suddenly in the midst of all the shocked voices Wriothesley walks up the the front towering over you as he grips both your cheeks with one hand.

"Y/N. What was that about." You could tell he was fuming but also embarrassed because of the light pink that dusted his cheeks.

You blink up at him, which is enough to make him fold and put his hands on your shoulders.

"That's all for today everyone go back to what you are meant to be doing." He announced as everyone grumbled getting up to work. He dragged you to his office and sat you down on his chair looking down at you.

"Explain."

"I....erm....thought it would be funny....if y'know....if....yeah I'm sorry Wrio!" At a last attempt to redeem yourself you throw your arms around his waist hoping it will make him fold (It did)

You feel a pair of arms wrap around you as well, feeling a glimmer of hope which is soon crushed by what comes out of his mouth.

"I forgive you sweetheart.....except, I will never do a sponsor for you again and you now need to go and explain to every single one of the inmates why you did that."

You look up at him smiling that smile that he does when he is trying to get a point across, and you know better than to argue.

"Yes sir...." a tear slid down your cheek.

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Alhaitham

It was supposed to be just a harmless little prank.

Your friends from the Akademiya had told you about how they did a little prank on their partners, referring to their significant other as their 'current boyfriend/girlfriend' just to see the reactions. Some were amused. Some were annoyed. A few immediately became so very wholesome.

You weren’t sure what category ypur boyfriend, Alhaitham, would fall into. Which is exactly why you had to find out.

The two of you were walking through Sumeru City’s bustling plaza, on your way to pick up some books he had reserved from the Akademiya’s private collection. The sun was warm, the crowds were pretty lively, and Alhaitham was comfortably walking beside you, hands intertwined.

You asked if you could sit down in the tavern nearby to get some food because you were very hungry and of course he didn't mind (he loves you much more than he let's on)

You both sat down engaging in random conversation. Telling you about something stupid Kaveh did...again.

"I just find it rather frustrating when I tell Kaveh to stop using my tea bags, am I wrong for that?"

You figured now was as good a time as any.

"Well, I suppse not, but it is just a tea bag isn't it? I mean im your current girlfriend and you don't let me use it either...." You said sweetly, swirling your drink around.

At first, he didn’t react. Then he blinked. Slowly, his expression became the most deadpan expression imaginable.

“Current?”

A few heads nearby turned at the tone in his voice. It wasn’t loud...just sharp enough to cut through idle chatter.

“Yeah,” you replied casually, biting the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing.

“My current boyfriend.”

He narrowed his eyes slightly. “Am I being replaced soon, or should I submit a renewal request?”

The sarcasm was immediate—but so was the flicker of genuine offense in his eyes. Before you could even reply he sharply spoke.

“I just need to know how long my tenure as your boyfriend is expected to last,” he added, crossing his arms.

“Is this a contractual thing? Do I get a warning before termination?”

Now everyone around you was looking as they thought they were witnessing a break up live.

You sweatdropped at the audience you had gathered lowering your voice so that Alhaitham could hear.

“Oh my Archons, it’s a prank!” He raised an eyebrow at you with his arms crossed waiting for you to go on, “I...just wanted to see how you’d react.”

His face immediately switched to his usual fed up expression. “So you embarrassed me in public and made me think we were breaking up.”

“Admit it, you almost believed me.”

“I considered it,” he muttered, looking away as a faint flush colored his ears.

“Three years of devotion, reduced to current boyfriend.”

You leaned across the table to place a warm kiss on his lips, smiling warmly at him.

“Relax. You’re my forever boyfriend,” you teased.

"Hmph...good to hear I suppose.” he grumbled. His blush spreading you his cheeks.

And later that night, when he thought you were asleep, you caught him mumbling to himself.

"I don't want to be for forever boyfriend...I hope to be your forever husband...."

You tried your hardest not to pounce on him there and then.

The End

a/n: hope you enjoyed! lemme know if there are any other characters you would like☂️💜☂️

[kokomyass]

No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?

If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.

These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.

My family needs urgent help.

Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.

We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.

Please, if you’re reading this: help. Reblog this post. Talk about us. Donate if you can. Even a small act can mean everything right now.

#crisis #humanrights #emergency #donate #pleasehelp #tumblrcommunity #survivestories #reblogtohelp #signalboost

[kokomyass]

sorry for how BADLY written and formatted the last fic was yall I was like half asleep in a hospital bed but I really wanted to write something to get my mind off stuff anyways I've corrected some stuff but if it is still bad just lemme know 😊😊

[kokomyass]

hello lovely people!!

i wanna do LADS headcannons (it has been a decade since I've done them) soooo pick one for me loves!!! <3

[kokomyass]

i can see you are very lads obsessed well I don't know if you have tried this but do workout with them and change the angle so you are below and it literally looks like your being fucked with all that moaning and groaning they do too 😘😘

FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK I DID THIS THE OTHER DAY AND HAD NO OYHER CHOICE BUT.....to beat my meat....... IF YOU HAVENT DONE THIS GUYS PLEASE DO IT

[kokomyass]

jealousy, jealousy...

whilst on a walk in skyhaven you encounter an old friend....little do you know your boyfriend Caleb was...unsettled by the meeting...

Skyhaven was beautiful tonight—but his eyes never left you.

The door shuts with a soft whisper behind you. You slip off your jacket, hang it carefully by the entrance, and turn—Caleb is still standing near the threshold, unmoving, a dark expression resting upon his defined features.

He’s not angry. You know that. But there’s a stillness in him now, like a system running a quiet background scan.

You step closer, your voice gentle. “You’ve been quiet since the walk.”

He doesn’t look away. “You seemed happy to see him.”

The words aren’t sharp. No accusation, no edge. Just truth, measured and precise, the way Caleb always is. But beneath them is something quieter. Something warmer. Human.

You smile softly, stepping close enough to reach for his hands. “I was surprised, that’s all. It’s been years.”

“He knew how to make you laugh,” he says, gaze dropping to where your fingers now brush against his.

“He used to,” you murmur, gently interlacing your fingers with his. “That laugh doesn’t mean the same thing anymore.”

Caleb’s eyes meet yours, the faintest shift of expression softening the line of his mouth. He doesn't move yet, but you can feel it—the tension easing, his walls lowering, one by one.

“You’re not usually like this,” you tease, voice low, affectionate. “Are you... recalibrating?”

That earns a quiet huff of breath—almost a laugh. “I don’t enjoy being reminded that there are parts of your past I wasn’t there for.”

You take another step forward until there’s nothing but air and heat between you. “You’re here now,” you say, thumb stroking the back of his hand. “And that matters more to me than anything that came before.”

He studies you for a moment longer, eyes darker now, focused. His hand comes up to rest lightly on your waist, as if grounding himself with the feel of you. Not possessive. Just present.

“I know,” he says softly. “I just... I don’t want anyone else thinking they still have a place.”

“They don’t,” you assure him, voice quiet but certain.

That’s when he moves.

It’s not urgent. There’s no fire behind it. Just a slow, deliberate press of his body to yours, a warmth that starts in his fingertips and spreads as his hand curves along your back, pulling you gently closer. His forehead rests against yours.

You close your eyes, breathing him in—clean and steady, tinged with something soft and smoky that’s uniquely Caleb. You lift your chin slightly, brushing your lips against his in a kiss that’s all reassurance. All connection.

His touch deepens just a little, his other hand sliding up your spine with perfect control, and your breath hitches—not from surprise, but from how good it feels to be held like this. Safe. Desired.

“I don’t need to compete,” Caleb murmurs against your mouth, his tone low, thoughtful. “But I do need to be clear.”

You smile, fingers curling into the soft fabric of his shirt. “Then be clear, Colonel.”

His response is another kiss—slower this time, longer. More intentional. When he finally pulls back, his gaze lingers on your lips before lifting to your eyes again, steady and unshakable.

“You’re mine, Y/N..” he says—not a demand, but a vow. Then quieter, just for you: “And I’ll never stop choosing you.”

You press your forehead to his, heart full. “Then we’re on the same page.”

icl guys I didn't even know what I was doing when I wrote this...

[kokomyass]

hiiii everyone! it has been a while but I'm back because im bored and on holiday ^.^

ANYWAY lemme cut to the chase, I fucking love, love and deepspace so I wanna do another short fic about it (that's not about papi zayne, I've already done him)

[kokomyass]

how do you feel about writing a wholesome uraume fic to honour my boo? 😘😘

hmm I do love uraume, they are so chefs kiss, but I fear that if i wrote for them, i would make them TOOOOO ooc.....

SORRYYYYY I MAY TRY JUST FOR YOU POOKS <\3

[kokomyass]

have watched full metal alchemist (asking because it recently came out on netflix) 😊

AHHHHHHHHBHH MY FAVOURITE ANIME EVER. it is acc my favourite anime it is so well written I'm actually rewatching it!!

and I was reminded of how SEXYY some of the characters are.....specifically roy and get wet everytime he clicks his fingers 🤭 (one of many sexy men)

idk how popular my opinion is but also have a crush on bradley, scar AND MY BIGGEST HEAR ME OUT ALEX ARMSTRONG and a not so hear me out his sister

[kokomyass]

Hii! Are you still taking requests?

hey bestie! YESSSS I AM IT WILL MOYIVATE ME TO WRITE ❤️ (I'm glad this is the first thing I opened on my inbox)

i shall write anything you desire, doesn't have to be jjk or genshin <3

[kokomyass]

in your hands

in which, daddy surgeon zayne is stressed asf and y/n gives him a good old massage ;)

The sound of the door opening announces his arrival, and you’re already moving toward the door, anticipation bubbling in your chest. When Zayne steps inside, your breath catches at how attractive and distraught he looks. He’s dressed immaculately in his tailored grey three-piece suit, the vest hugging his broad chest and trim waist perfectly. The silver chain of his pocket watch gleams faintly under the soft lights, and the crisp white dress shirt underneath is slightly rolled at the sleeves, revealing strong, veiny, forearms. His tie is loosened just enough to hint at the strain of his day, and his dark hair, usually so immaculate, is artfully tousled from the long hours.

His sharp gaze meets yours, the intensity in his dark eyes softening as they take you in. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice low and tired but still rich and warm.

Without hesitation, you close the distance and wrap your arms around him, pressing your face against his chest. His body is firm and warm beneath the fine fabric, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat grounding you as much as your embrace seems to do for him.

"Long day?" you ask softly, your voice muffled against him.

"That’s one way to put it," he replies, his tone edged with exhaustion. Still, his arms come up to hold you, his large hands resting lightly on your back.

You pull back slightly, enough to look up into his striking features. Even tired, Zayne exudes an effortless charm that makes your pulse quicken. "Come on," you say, taking his hand and guiding him to the couch. "Sit down and let me take care of you."

He simply raises an eyebrow, letting you lead him without protest. "You don’t have to do this, Y/N," he says, his deep voice teasing but grateful.

"I want to," you reply firmly.

Once he’s seated, you step behind the couch, placing your hands gently on his shoulders. You reach down and carefully slide his glasses off, setting them on the nearby table.

"Better," you say softly, leaning down just enough to catch the faint flicker of amusement in his eyes as you brush your hands down his face softly.

Your hands find his shoulders again, and as you knead into the thick muscles beneath the fine fabric of his suit, you can feel the tension he’s been carrying all day. His body is so solid, so strong, and yet he melts under your touch as though you’ve found the exact release he’s needed.

"Zayne, you’re so tense," you murmur, your thumbs digging into a particularly tight spot.

"Comes with the job," he mutters, his head tilting forward slightly.

You hum thoughtfully, your hands moving up to his neck and then into his hair. As your fingers massage his scalp, his dark locks silky under your touch, he lets out a low, quiet groan that sends a thrill through you.

"You’re amazing, you know that?" you whisper, your voice filled with admiration. "The way you work, how much you care…and how you look..... it’s incredible."

His lips twitch into a faint smile. "You say that every time," he replies, his tone softer now, the weight of his day starting to lift.

"And I mean it every time," you counter, leaning down until your face is close to his. Without thinking, you slide your hands forward to cup his face, tilting it back slightly so he’s looking up at you.

Zayne blinks, surprised but not displeased, his piercing gaze meeting yours as his strong jaw rests lightly in your palms. From this angle, his features are even more striking—his smooth lips, his skin that glistens effortlessly, and the way his dark eyes seem to pull you in completely.

"You’re so handsome," you whisper, your thumbs brushing over his cheekbones.

He smirks faintly, his expression softening. "And you’re so shameless," he teases, his voice warm and full of affection.

"Maybe," you admit, leaning down further, your lips brushing his in a soft, lingering kiss.

Zayne’s hands come up to rest over yours as he tilts his head slightly, deepening the kiss. It’s slow and warm, a quiet exchange of everything you both feel but don’t need to say despite the awkward position. When you finally pull back, his eyes are half-lidded, his expression more relaxed than you’ve seen all day.

"You spoil me," he murmurs, his voice low and husky.

"You deserve it," you reply simply, your hands still resting on his face as you lean in for one more kiss, savoring the quiet, intimate moment.

[kokomyass]

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GUYS I AM A MESS SHINJI'S DEATH IM NOT GONNA GET OVER IT I LIKE HAD THE FATTEST CRUSH ON HIM I COULDNT STOP CRYINGGGGGG ESPECIALLY WHEN AKIHIKO STARTED TOO....FUCKKKKK YOU AMADA 😭😭😭😭😢😢😢😢😢😭😭😭😭😭😢😢😢

#bringbackshinji

[kokomyass]

sleepless nights

it is one of those days when you can't seem to slumber and toji can see through your disguise >3<

The night was still, and the only sound in the room was the steady rhythm of Toji’s breathing. You lay beside him, nestled under the thick, warm blankets, eyes squeezed shut, trying your hardest to look like you were fast asleep. But you knew he’d see right through it if he turned his attention your way. Toji could always tell.

You’d struggled with insomnia for as long as you could remember. You hated nights like this—lying in the dark, counting seconds, trying not to disturb the peace of Toji’s deep, effortless sleep. He looked so comfortable, led on his back! one arm covering his forehead and the other outstretched under your head, his broad chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm. The thought of accidentally waking him up made you feel guilty.

Maybe if you stayed still enough, he wouldn’t notice.

But then you felt him stir beside you. His arm shifted slightly, and you tensed, trying not to breathe too loudly. You heard him take a deeper breath, and then a low, sleepy murmur followed.

“Y/N.”

Your heart skipped. Maybe if you didn’t answer, he’d just go back to sleep. You held your breath, hoping he’d buy your act.

Toji’s voice came again, rough around the edges but unmissably alert now. “Stop pretending. I know you’re awake.”

A sigh escaped you before you could stop it. “I was trying not to wake you.”

He made a sound between a scoff and a chuckle, pulling himself up onto one elbow. His dark hair fell a little messily over his face, and his eyes were heavy-lidded but sharp as ever. "You think you can fool me?” he murmured, reaching over to brush his knuckles lightly along your cheek. “You’re tossing and turning like you’re fighting someone in your dreams.”

You bit your lip, feeling the warmth of his touch. He was so close now that you could see his soft, but subtle gaze on you. You shrugged, looking away. “It’s just… hard to fall asleep sometimes.”

He studied you for a moment, expression unreadable, then huffed softly. “Then you should’ve woken me up.”

You turned back to him, surprised. “I didn’t want to bother you. You need your sleep.”

He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he pulled the blanket down a bit, gathering you close so that you were snug against his bare chest. He was so warm, so solid, and his large, muscular arm wrapped around you protectively. The heat radiating from him felt like a blanket all on its own.

“Sleep doesn’t matter if you’re lying here suffering,” he said, his voice low. “Got it?”

The warmth in his voice surprised you. Toji rarely showed this side, the gentle, unguarded part of him. You couldn’t help but smile softly, letting yourself relax a little against him. “You make it sound like I’m suffering so much.”

He narrowed his eyes at you playfully. “You are if you’re lying here pretending to sleep.”

You let out a soft laugh, and Toji’s expression softened further, a small, genuine smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His hand came up to gently trace small circles on your back, his touch soothing and steady. The roughness of his calloused fingers was grounding, and the slow motion began to ease the tension from your muscles.

“Just close your eyes,” he murmured, his breath warm against the top of your head. “Don’t think about anything. Just feel my hand.”

You followed his instructions, letting your eyes drift shut, trying to focus on the comforting, repetitive motion of his hand on your back, the sound of his breathing in your ear. Toji’s presence was grounding, reassuring, a silent promise that he’d keep you safe, even from the restless thoughts that tended to keep you awake.

After a while, you felt his fingers pause, his arm tightening slightly around you as if he was testing to see if you’d finally dozed off.

“…Still awake?” he murmured.

“Mm,” you hummed, too comfortable to answer fully.

Toji huffed, amused but determined. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

You smiled, eyes still closed, letting your head rest against his chest. His steady heartbeat thumped beneath your ear, creating a soft, grounding rhythm that finally started to lull you. The feeling of his strong arm around you, his warmth surrounding you, began to blur the line between wakefulness and sleep.

After a few quiet moments, you felt him shift again, his fingers now gently brushing through your hair in long, slow strokes. His touch was more delicate than you ever thought possible, and the small, tender gestures made your heart swell.

“Thank you, Toji,” you murmured, voice heavy with sleep now. “For… staying up with me.”

He just grunted, his hand still trailing through your hair. “S’not a big deal.”

But you knew it was. You knew Toji wasn’t one to lose sleep for anyone else. And you knew that this side of him—the side that held you so protectively, that stroked your hair and made sure you felt safe—was a part of him he shared only with you.

You felt yourself drifting off at last, warmth and comfort seeping through every inch of you. Just before you slipped completely into sleep, you heard his voice, soft and low, barely more than a whisper.

“Sleep, Y/N. I’m not going anywhere.”

With him there beside you, his large, warm body holding you close, you finally found peace. The night stretched on, calm and quiet, and for the first time in a long time, you felt yourself relax completely, letting sleep finally carry you away in his arms.

[kokomyass]

hey hun x

this is random but I was wondering like what you are up to in life, (do you have a partner??) and who is your fave in jjk unless you have answered already xx

also what race are you?? I don't wish to sound rude I am just very curious lurve you xx

hello!! these are quite the questions!

im alright I suffer from epilepsy and I had a seizure recently but I'm alright again alas 🙏

yes I have a boyfriend he is half white half Japanese, we have been together for 3 years now and we're childhood friend I love him so much 🥰

MY FAVE IN JJK IS NANAMI BECAUSE HE IS SOOOOOOO AMAZING LIKE THE BIGGEST GREEN FLAG HE IS SEXY AND I JUST COULD GO ON AND ON- (he also reminds me of my bf)

I'm black British, I was born and raised in UK 😋😋

hope that answered you questions lol !!!

💜🤍💜🤍

[kokomyass]

thank you for 200 followers!! - gojo satoru fic

this is a short fic to say thank you for 200( 5 away from 300) followers and satoru gojo won the poll so enjoy!!

tw: slightly suggestive

It was your two-year anniversary with your boyfriend, Gojo Satoru, and to say you were excited was an understatement. For days, Satoru had been building up the anticipation, talking about how it was going to be the best day of your life, with that signature grin of his that made your heart skip a beat every time.

So when you woke up that morning to find the spot beside you cold and empty, the familiar warmth of Satoru’s presence conspicuously absent, you couldn’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment. The bed felt vast without him, and despite your best efforts to stay positive, your heart sank just a little as you rolled out of bed.

You took a deep breath, reminding yourself to be patient. Satoru was full of surprises, after all, and you knew better than to let a momentary lapse in expectations ruin the day. You padded across the room, hoping for something—anything—that might lift your spirits.

And oh, how thankful you were for your patience.

As you stepped into the living room, the sight before you made your breath catch in your throat.

There, standing by the kitchen counter, was Satoru, and he was a vision. Shirtless, with his sweatpants hanging low on his hips, he was the epitome of effortless sex appeal. His chiseled and defined back muscles were a testament to the power that lay beneath his playful exterior, each muscle carved as if by an artist's hand. The early morning light streaming in through the windows highlighted the smooth planes of his skin, casting soft shadows that accentuated every dip and curve of his toned body.

His silver hair was tousled, as if he’d run his fingers through it a few too many times, giving him an almost boyish look that contrasted with the raw masculinity of his physique. A few strands fell over his forehead, partially obscuring those stunning eyes of his.

As if the sight of him wasn’t enough to make your pulse race, Satoru was humming softly to himself, a deep, rich sound that filled the room with warmth. The tune was unrecognizable, just something he was making up on the spot, but it was so unmistakably him—carefree, lighthearted, and with just a hint of mischief.

Your disappointment evaporated in an instant, replaced by a warmth that spread through your chest. You leaned against the doorframe, taking in the view for a moment longer before you spoke.

“Enjoying the view?” Satoru’s voice was smooth and teasing, without turning around. Of course, he’d sensed you there; he always did.

“Very much, Satoru....very much....” you replied, your voice a bit breathier than you intended. “But I thought you were planning the best day of my life. What happened to that?”

Satoru finally turned to face you, that lopsided grin you adored spreading across his lips. “Oh, trust me, it’s just getting started,” he said, his tone promising a day full of surprises. He sauntered over to you, each step deliberate, his movements a mesmerizing combination of grace and laziness.

When he was close enough, he reached out and cupped his large hand on your cheek, his touch sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. “You didn’t think I’d leave you hanging, did you babe?” he murmured, his voice low, with just the right amount of affection.

You looked up at him, your heart swelling with love and amusement. “Well, you weren’t exactly here when I woke up,” you teased, placing a hand on his bare chest, slowly bringing it down.

He caught your hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles before pulling you closer, wrapping his arms around your waist. “I wanted to get a head start,” he explained, “But I couldn’t stay away for long.”

You laughed softly, leaning into his embrace, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against yours. “I should’ve known better,” you said, looking up into his hidden eyes, knowing he was gazing back at you with that intense, affectionate look you’d grown to love.

Satoru leaned down, capturing your lips in a kiss that was slow and sweet, a promise of the day ahead. When he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his voice softening as he spoke.

“I love you so much baby,” he whispered, his words laced with that endearing mix of affection and exasperation that only Satoru could pull off.

Your smile widened, your heart feeling impossibly full as you gazed up at him. “I love you more, Satoru,” you replied, your voice just as soft.

He grinned, pulling back slightly to give you a playful wink. “Now, let’s get this anniversary started. I’ve got a whole day planned, and I promise, it’s going to be unforgettable.”

With that, he took your hand, leading you further into the day he’d prepared with all the enthusiasm and love that only Gojo Satoru could muster, leaving you certain that whatever he had in store, it was going to be absolutely perfect.

credit to aritst ✨️

[kokomyass]

hey there!! not to be rude but why are you gone for long periods of time? like I love ur fics but I'm always waiting for moreeeee 😚😚

hello!! it's interesting you asked because I was meaning to address this!

i am quite unwell usually because of many things so more often than I would like I find myself in hospital...so it makes posting and even writing so difficult sometimes....

thats why for now I'm going to just do short fics and see if I can start doing smaus!!!

thank you for asking <3

[kokomyass]

the fandom that won was jjk although love and deepspace was second shockingly....I guess yall are just as down bad as me hehe

anyways after this poll on the characters I will finally write something short to thank you for 200 followers ! 💜💕💜💕