#<- briefly mentioned only :((

[druidbottles]

The Wild Child

Twilight put Wild in charge of entertaining the kids for an afternoon, and things turned a bit more chaotic than expected. Part of a new Hyrule Public Library AU, in which the chain works in a modern setting library. For reference here, Twilight is a library technician who acts as the main children's librarian, and Wild is a high school volunteer.

As stated in the summary, this is part of an AU I'm working on called Hyrule Public Library, where the chain fulfills various roles in a modern setting public library. What is important for this story is that Twilight is a library technician who maintains the children's area, and Wild is a high school volunteer getting his community service hours. (Sky is the acting librarian and is mentioned briefly.)

This AU is just meant to be a bit of fun for me, since I'm studying to be a library technician myself! I'll have everyone's roles laid out on the series page, so please look there for more information!

I'll probably make more posts about this little AU once I've got more for it! But I'm really looking forward to fleshing out the chain and their cute little library. 😊

Here's an excerpt!

Twilight was starting to think more and more that this had been a bad idea.

In most situations, the sound of children laughing and shouting in delight would make him smile, but the issue was that this wasn’t a playground or a school yard. They were in a library right now, and he knew that if he didn’t get them to quiet down soon, Sky was going to come to the children’s floor to complain.

Children were running around, books and colouring pages were strewn about the floor, and Twilight was starting to get worried that someone would trip over that spilled cup of markers and crayons. This whole situation was a major safety hazard.

And at the centre of it all, the cause of the commotion, was…

[tamelee]

Happy 3/7day 🥰~! 'One day we'll look back on all these memories and smile about it'

Process + detail:

[tojisun]

THAT BLOOD AS LUBE THING!!!! HERES MY TAKE!!!!!!

Logan having been punched in the mouth so many times that when he has you finally bent over, your both panting and full of aggressive adrenaline with your knees pushed up to your chest, his giant hands splayed over the backs of your thighs, he lets a bloody string of spit fall from his mouth and onto your exposed cunt from where he’s absolutely shredded the crotch of your costume.

THIS SEXY THING IN REFERENCE TO THAT? GODDAMN YEA cw: smut; f!reader; blood as lube; fucking in public; thrashing bcuz of oversensitivity - all consensual; a touch of poolverine/reader poly :3 this is v short im sorry! // divider by @/plutism!

the guttural hunger ripples in waves as logan tears through your pants, each rip sending his hackles rising, the tension between the two of you brewing, until he’s got you fully bare and ready for him. your scent hits him hard, and he almost buckles down, his cock jumping underneath his suit, before he’s got your thighs cushioning either side of his head.

he takes in a greedy drag, nose flaring at the waft of your aroma—so wet and messy and all his.

logan’s eyes flick up to you for a moment—a question—and you give him the subtlest of nods, and it’s all he needs to pry his maw open. the thick string of blood and spit mixed together falls like a diabolical glob on your cunt, and watching him do this makes your breath hitch.

everything about this is rugged, animalistic, but it is also so, so hot. you try to rationalize past your need, telling yourself that this isn’t the right time to be fucked, not when logan’s bleeding all over your cunt, but a rough tongue presses flat on your slit and your thoughts are razed into fractures.

you keen, bucking in his hold, as your hands fly to grip anything you can, trying so desperately to ground yourself. logan doesn't let you, digging in like a man starved and aching; he ruts his bloodied mouth all over your pussy, hot tongue fucking past your folds and into the tight ring of your cunt, and slurps.

“fuck!” you cry out, fists tightening around whatever remains of your pants. your head falls backwards, exposing your throat as you scream.

logan can eat pussy, you’ve known that for years, but there is a curl of something primal in the way he eats you out tonight—all filthy and overwhelming, his silence making you feel ever more so like a prey being devoured. tears are already springing up from your eyes, beading, until a sob wretches itself from your throat because it’s—

it’s too good!

you’re babbling nonsense, you realize later, your words slurring when you beg and moan, telling him how it’s too much and how he needs to stop—“please ‘gan!”—as you feel your mind getting scrambled with the intensity of this all. you try to dislodge yourself from his hold, thrashing, but logan pushes you down with a firm hand on your belly, subduing every effort to rip his mouth off from your cunt.

you’re fully crying now, shaking, and you try warning him that you’re about to cum—the dregs of your ecstasy peaking with every lick and sharp teeth dragging to nip at your folds and at your clit—but you can’t. you’re too drunk off of the pleasure, and your body feels like a rubber pulled taut, ready to snap as your climax builds—

tipping—

then logan’s pulling away with a snarl.

“no!” you keen, sobbing, trembling hands reaching to pull him back before your euphoria dies down, but logan’s already straightening up and folding himself over you, his bulk easily covering you. “i wan’ cum! logan, please—”

“shh,” he coos, like he isn’t wet with your slick and his tan skin tinged with the slightest of red. you see yourself on his beard, droplets of your slick glinting like little diamonds as he leans in.

he pushes your hair away from your face with a grin, and it looks mean but not unkind; just teasing because he knows how much your need has grown. he must have. no one knows your body more than anyone else, after all, and you are sure that he knew that you were there, on the throes of your orgasm, waiting for it to spill into a stuttering blanket of white.

“i’ve got you, darl,” he continues, like he didn’t just edge you off. “gon’ fuck you good now—prepared you nice f’me, after all.”

oh.

you hiccup, still glaring up at him with vitriol despite the promise, but you feel yourself loosening up as the tension leaves your body. he hums, still petting your cheek, and you grumble, looking away because you can’t stand the force of his attention—all that crinkled-eye smile and raggedly endearing taunts he chirps at you.

logan hums, satisfied at seeing you placated, then he’s moving back up again. the action draws air into your exposed cunt and you move to shut your legs close, at least even for a bit, but he wrenches them apart with a heavy hand pressing down on your inner thigh, and slots himself properly between your legs. you roll your eyes at him, dutifully ignoring the way your cheeks are warming up at being so exposed before logan while he’s still all clothed with his suit.

he chuckles with a fond shake of his head, and paws for the zipper on his suit. the sound of it dragging makes you twitch, feeling hypersensitive again. you feel him getting excited too, his chest heaving when he finally pulls his cock out from his pants. you stare at it, still so unused to the size because logan’s big, yes, and he’s big everywhere—from his thighs to his delts, and now his cock.

it’s girthy, webbed with thick veins, and leaking; pearly pre- beading on the head, and nothing has ever made your mouth water more than seeing it.

you want it in you, yes, but fuck, you want your throat stuffed too. want it fucked raw and ruined; want to be used by logan—

but your cunt is wet and itching, and you want to cum so, so bad.

you wonder what you must have looked because logan’s stuffing his fingers in your mouth, as though in placation, and you suck on them, greedy, not minding the faint taste of earth and salty sweat. it makes you even headier, filling you up with the reminder of where you two are, and you whimper, need bloating, because fuck, you need him now.

logan is still quiet even when he taps his cock over your clit, sending goosebumps to rise all over your skin.

“ready, pretty bird?” he asks like he can’t smell the desperation rolling off of you.

still, you nod, and you try your best to relax because you feel so worked up already with all the dragging—

then, logan’s pushing in, in, in, and you are gone.

.

you don’t even know how many time’s you’ve cum now, only that your cunt is oversensitive and your thighs are a sticky mess and your throat is hoarse, but it must have been hours because the sky has turned dark, almost pitch black, and there’s nothing else but you and logan—

the sound of boots crinkling against rocks makes you freeze, your sharp senses breezing past the euphoric pressure being pounded into your cunt, before you put a hand over logan’s chest, making him stop.

with only the sounds of ragged breathing, the two of you hear where the echoing footsteps are coming from. still perched on your back—and speared by logan’s cock—you tip your head up, not minding the upside-down perspective of your surroundings.

logan groans the moment a familiar red suit walks into view. wade’s got his mask pulled up just enough that you two see his grin, then—

“and where’s my invitation?”

logan groans again, while you give out a breathy chuckle, pussy clenching around logan’s cock. he bucks in with a confused grumble.

what? your throat is still pretty lonely, after all.

wade was lounging atop a building when he sees his two favourite people fight— wait they’re— oh? oh.

[hurtwithallthecomfort]

Ok but consider. Living weapon whumpee, but instead of a soldier they’re a healer.

A whumpee who was born with immense healing powers, and now every dangerous threat in the world wants them, because if they can’t get hurt, they’re invincible.

Maybe that makes it hard to trust anyone. Whose to say that Caretaker won’t just use them to heal up their wounds like a tool.

Or, do they meet Whumper first. Whumper, who uses them to torture other whumpees, having them healed so they can withstand much more torture from Whumper. Perhaps they’re under threat, or perhaps they’ve lost control of their own body.

The healing process probably hurts the other Whumpees. Having their bones moved around and their cuts closed at a fast rate might not feel so good. Or, it could take ages, and be agonisingly slow. That’s always an option.

Such a strong power surely takes it out of Whumpee too. Do they feel the pain of the person they’re healing? Does it exhaust them to the brink of death? A lot of possibilities there.

Maybe Whumper decides to bring them along on missions. Whumpee is subject to all the horrors of the battlefield, untrained for this and Whumper knows it. But they have to keep it together, or else Whumper will have to stop their tool from malfunctioning, since it’s far too expensive to just replace.

Also consider: Whumpee can only be in one place at a time. That’s not convenient. An easy fix though, if Whumper can just find out what gives Whumpee their powers, soon they can have more and more healing tools in no time. A shame that the experiments will sting just a smidgeon.

[professional-sniper-lover]

Heyyyy am I crazy to say that this guy reminds me of sniper…

Sniperspy love child if you will?

He literally shoots a sniper rifle, always smoking, his fit reminds me of spy too.

Edit: Ok I looked up his wiki as I was writing this.

I’ll pack it up now, the wiki has spoken.

[troubldteenz]

collection of wreck it ralph drawings

ew this guy

[blighted-lights]

headcanon for the day: by the time ravage is on the lost light, he's got a lot of chronic pain. a lot of it comes from the various injuries that he's recieved over the years (being thrown around, run over, shot, starved, mindcontrolled, and nearly killed will do that to you), but some of it comes from his modification of being a cassette. his transformation cog has a lot of wear on it just based on how often he's transformed over the years, and the impact of being launched from soundwave's chest and landing harshly on his paws over and over has built up to some nasty joint pain in his legs specifically.

also missle launchers on his hips? the recoil on those things must be awful, and they're built into him. his spinal-strut has gotta be a mess.

usually soundwave or the other cassettes are there to help him when it gets to be too much, either by letting him stay curled up in berth/soundwave's chest until the flare passes or helping him stretch and massaging his joints to alleviate some of the pressure. megatron takes over that duty when ravage is on the lost light- mostly because he doesn't trust anyone else to help him with it. except for first aid when ravage gets fed up with megatron, and then later on velocity when first aid leaves.

the lost light is also a sensory nightmare for ravage when it comes to scents. migranes are common and he spends a fair amount of time curled up in dark, quiet corners recovering.

[theshadowrealmitself]

I love MJ and Harry getting engaged and it blowing up spectacularly because I love thinking about Harry and MJ being similar too each other, too similar that it just falls apart

Like MJ and Harry having shitty dads and being famous and wanting to leave town and run away from the shadows of their shitty home life, and even tho it’s usually only Harry who gets portrayed as developing a party lifestyle I can see MJ getting sucked into it

And so it makes sense that they’d get together, it’s so easy for them to do so, and especially if this is after a breakup with Peter because that was complicated they’d just want easy rn, but easy isn’t always best, and they end up learning that the hard way

And then ideally they’re still besties afterwards

[goldenwitherphoenix13]

(Sighs) no one asked for it, but Im gonna share it anyways because no ones asked for it and i want to put an end to this Canary curse debockal.

Here is my interpretation of Canary Jimmy in the life series, the canary curse and why i think the fandom has flanderised it. Its extensive, its repetitive, its probably inaccurate, but I want to both clear up confusion on what the curse is and then share my own interpretation. Spoilers below for today's session of Wild Life, if only brief.

The Canary in the coalmine is all about how when the Canary starts to go quiet or die, that there is danger about. There is poison in the air. That if the coal miners do not evacuate, then they will die.

And when Jimmy was seen bringing death wherever he went, or being out first in the first 4 seasons of the life series, people started to dub him as "the canary" and say he was cursed with "the canary curse". But I think the Canary curse has lost its meaning by now. Its been so consumed by the idea of it just being about Jimmy dying first that I think that we all forgot that it's first ever mention was during Scar, Grian and Joel's series, 100 hours in hardcore minecraft, was not solely about him dying first.

Let's recap.

Part way through the 100 hours series, Scar had to go and get some major surgery done, so he couldn't play on the server for a while. So, while Scar was away, Grian and Joel invited some other friends on to fill the void as they waited for their friend to return. The first friend they invited of was Jimmy and they decided to go to a woodland mansion where this resulted in Grian dying.

This event had happened not too long after the finale of Empires season 1, Where Jimmy (and Fwhip) had just accidentally destroyed the entire server, plunging all the kingdoms into a multitude of disasters and starting the event known as the rapture.

And, remember, this series occurred just after Last life, the second season of the life's series, had ended, where Jimmy had been out the series first twice.

It was ALL of these events that lead to the creation of the fandom dubbing Jimmy as a canary. And the Canary curse was born.

Jimmy then proceeded to die first for 2 more seasons of the life series. And that is when the canary became canon as multiple people started referring to Jimmy being cursed, including Jimmy himself, and Martyn wrote it into his lore. It's also where alot of the fans started to associate the curse with just the life series, not really remembering its connections other series.

Back to present day. Jimmy has now gone 2 seasons of the life series and an April fools special without dying first, which is amazing! I'm very proud of him for that! But the fandom feels divided on this, half of them saying him not dying first has broken the curse and now it can't be used as a headcanon anymore, and the other half saying how him breaking it is temporary or that it's only out the first stage and now he's doomed to die second. And to all of you I say... no. No it hasn't ruined the canary hybrid headcanons, no it hadn't been taken to stage 2, the canary curse was NEVER JUST about Jimmy dying first, because it was never just about the life series. The original canary comparisons mentioned Empires and 100 hours, and he never permadied first in either of those series.

Let's go back to the idiom. Canary in a coal mine.

This idiom is based of of a real life practice of taking living, breathing canaries into the coal mines. Coal miners wanted to keep down the costs of having to breed and buy new canaries every time one died, and didnt want to always leave the cute birds that kept them company to die. Its like just using a pet as death foder. They wanted to keep these birds alive for the sake of keeping costs lower and for not killing of the adorable birds. So what would they do? They made chambers to keep the birds alive after they passed out. Oxygen tanks or medicine chambers basically. The canaries didn't always die in the coal mines. They sometimes just got very sick to the point of fainting and passing out, but they could be saved. The canaries don't always need to die to be a warning. They just needed to go quiet. Coming close to death and being kept alive is still a functionable canary system.

Do you see where I'm going with this?

Jimmy isn't cursed as a canary to die first out of everyone. That was never the case. To me, the canary curse has always been about one thing.

The chaos after the canary falls silent. Not after it dies. After it falls silent, after it comes close to death. The curse was never for him. It was a curse on EVERYONE. And Jimmy turning red is enough to trigger it. Jimmy being close to death but not dead yet is enough to trigger the chaos. Jimmy is a canary. His curse was never to die, his curse was never even truly a curse. It was a warning that the games were in danger of ending. That the chaos had only just begun.

And do you know what the cherry on top of all of this is?

The Canary doesn't need to die at all for the coal miners to die.

There are many, many, many ways for coal miners to die in the coal mines. A cave in could crush them, they could find a massive cave that they could fall into, they could turn on and attack eachother. But the Canary can be spared. The Canary may die eventually. Gases or hunger or predators may find it. But it could be the last one to go when the circumstances line up.

It's why I still believe in Canary Jimmy, and why I think he can still win a life series simultaneously. Because it doesn't matter what place he comes at, the canary curse will always trigger. It was never about how Jimmy was "so bad at the game" that he died first. It was never about how the watchers kill him every season because its funny. It was about the death and destruction that hovered around him. The doomsday that chaos brings.

And do you know what's even better? Jimmy is completely unaware of this purpose. He thinks the curse was him dying first because that's what the fans made it out to be.

Jimmy broke this unlucky death streak, but he did not break the canary curse.

Because the canary curse was never JUST for him. It is EVERYONES problem.

Tldr; the canary curse has lost its original meaning and been flanderised to the point of people forgetting that its origins don't require Jimmy to die first and it doesnt need to end in tragedy. The Canary curse is just everyone's problem, including Jimmy, but also including everyone else, and no one has realised this yet. Not even Jimmy. They just think his curse is him dying. But he doesn't even need to die to let the "curse" activate. His presence is more than enough, and even with it he can still win. He's just gotta find the right time.

Anyway I'm done rambling, I hope you guys enjoy my thoughts, I'm going to go finish my Uni Presentation and Evaluations of my project!

[crushedsweets]

does Connie know it’s Toby leaving the flowers?? What does she think of him now? I’m in tears

connie believes its toby, but has no evidence! smth abt a mothers intuition. she's left letters filled with money on the front porch around the holidays he visits. he doesnt come consistently, so she often has to bring the letter back inside. he also never, ever takes the card, even if he sees it. she'd eventually put his name on it, and that would freak him out. he'd wouldn't come for the next year cuz of it scaring him off. she wouldnt do it again, but that would be her confirmation that it was toby. she wouldnt put up cameras or try to catch him, she's not ready to confront him either - nor does she want to scare him off for good.

in the same way toby blames himself, connie blames herself. smth abt "i never shouldve married him, i shouldve divorced him early, i shouldve fought more, i shouldve been there for toby, i shouldve picked toby up from that appointment, not lyra, i shouldve made sure toby was taking his meds, i shouldve-" and it eats her alive. she could never hate toby, thats her baby.

she watched him get beat, watched him come home bawling from bullying, watched him suffer from hallucinations/delusions, suffer through days in the hospital all his childhood, mourn his sisters death, be bleeding from franks abuse and tell her not to worry cuz at least he cant feel it. she knows objectively what toby did was wrong and part of her is scared of him for it. she knows that the cops associate his name with some murders that happened in colorado after his disappearance, but she doesn't believe it in the slightest. "my toby would never hurt an innocent soul. he's a good boy, you should've seen him with his sister. whatever happened with his father was not the same. he'd never do that." even though he did

[frownyalfred]

will dan the alpha be in the ninth wave? there is no OC tag but there are mentions of him in some of your coral posts. i got around to reading the side stories and i like him! dan is chill and wouldn't restrict lex from being himself (active menace to society) but assertive enough that he wouldn't let lex get lost in the worst of his self destructive tendencies.

the discrepancy between sleezy omega billionaire, ex arkham asylum inmate, domestic terrorist who made a machiavellian plan to kill superman using batman and A Normal Guy is so funny to me. when dan found out he knotted lex goddamn luther in the woods he probably experienced emotions previously only felt by shrimp. sorry king your life is going to get so much more complicated.

imagine being the only normal guy in a pack with bruce wayne who moonlights as Batman, an alien with godlike abilities whose secret identity is a pair of glasses and a slouch, the former robin who came from the dead with anger issues, lex luther who thinks treason is a fun friday night out, and alfred. also you live in gotham. someone hand him a drink.

Funny you should mention that! I was just working on a few scenes where I had the possibility of slotting Dan the Alpha in, but I keep going back and forth on if he should be in the ninth wave or not. I think he should, and it would add some complexity to later on in the plot (mwahahaha) but I know people are a little wary of OCs, especially if they didn't read the side story with Dan in it.

But yeah, poor Dan. I'm not even sure he fully realizes what he's gotten into, since he doesn't know who his client is (he only talks to Alfred, after all) and he didn't even recognize Lex's name. He just knows they're an odd, tightly-knit pack who are a little (lot) reclusive and have some strong dynamics at play. The more he learns/realizes, the more he just shakes his head and tries to be useful.

I agree with you that he's well-matched to Lex, in that he isn't going to get in Lex's way but he will still be a moderating influence in the craziness. I don't think Lex could be with any alpha who wasn't like that, or wasn't deferential like Clark and Dan both are.

[residentialsinyomakai]

Hello!!

Th. This is my watcholder oc! :) And his team of 6 ofc ofc.

Baddinyan is basically their partner/Whisper od this universe! They live in Blossom Heights

sooo basically when she was 14, her mom got some glasses custom made for her birthday as a sentimental special gift thingy :>

A few days later or something he was gonna spend the night with one of his friends and noticed that he was acting Weird. Night goes on for a while before Caspian goes to his room,,,

Her friend's freaky cat starts talking :O After a short plot-convenient explanation of what yokai are, Caspian gets him to stop inspiriting Friend (spraying him with a water bottle until he stops)

They Eventually becomes friends!!! Kinds begrudgingly and mainly because Baddinyan doesn't have a concrete place to stay without like. Threat of Yokai Exorcism (tm) so Caspian's like well I mean I have room in my house I guess just don't be a nuisance (he didn't listen)

After a while, and a yokai friend or two later, the topic of what to do with the weird medals he's been getting. Tldr;

"Do your glasses not come with a summoning feature? That sucks, nyan"

"Well im soRRY THE OLD GUY DIDNT PUT IN A YOKAI SUMMONING THING? How do I do that"

"I think they sell stuff for it in the yokai world"

Summon band! Just how it sounds. Made by Yopple Inc; it has a slot on the side to put medals into and stuff happens from there :)

Anyways,,, yeah! That's about it. Will probs post more about general stuff later. Bye bye

[honeyimanillusion]

Quick question, why are we not freaking out a little bit more over Ridoc saying “I can keep you safe” to Violet while holding an orange in his hands, then FREEZING the inside of it??? (pages 172-173 Onyx Storm)

[munsonfamilyband]

Okay so I had a thought while driving today and I’m too tired to write it out fully right now but I need to get the thoughts out before I forget.

Alright, the context is that I was listening to my musical theater playlist and Getting Married Today from the 2018 London Cast of Company came on. If you’ve never listened to the song at all I highly recommend it, but if you’ve heard the original the main difference with this version is that it’s being sung by Jonathan Bailey (they swap Amy for Jamie). The song is about the singer (Amy/Jamie) preparing for their wedding that day and panicking, before deciding that they aren’t getting married.

Now, my brain rot is very strong and Steddie took over. So, the idea I have vaguely come up with is actually two version of a fic based around the song. One version would more closely follow the lyrics and the other would be a little less directly following it. (If you like one more than the other please tell me I’m indecisive)

Version 1: Steve and Eddie are getting married, Steve starts panicking about ruining Eddie’s life by marrying him. He fully works himself into a tailspin and actually leaves the alter on the verge of vomiting. Robin runs after him, they talk and then she gets Eddie to also talk to him (she explains what’s happening to everyone while they talk) and then they get married.

Version 2: Steve got pressured into a marriage by his parents (not sure how/why/when he and Eddie split but they did but obvi still love each other) and he is desperately trying to find a way to get out of the wedding because he doesn’t want it but he also doesn’t see any other options (maybe this is omegaverse and Steve had a pregnancy scare with Eddie, his parents found out? Maybe that’s why they got split, they threatened Eddie and then kept Steve on a super tight leash after, guilting him about not being a virgin anymore?). He’s barely aware of what’s going on but right as he’s supposed to say his vows he makes eye contact with Eddie standing at the very back of the church. They run away together.

[transusopp]

ive really been wanting to reanimate a canon scene as the middle school au kids forever. just ignore the fact they don't sound like squeaky ass preteens i almost considered pitching it up nightcore style as a joke but i ultimately decided against it (also idk shit about tabletop rpgs. please don't hurt me)

[yuwuta]

I LOVE UR BRAIN SO BAD 😭😭😭 YOU ALWAYS POST THEBBEST HEADCANONS AND THOUGHTS LIKE. WORK HUSBAND GOJO. AND JUST HAVING A WHOLE IMAGINATION OF THE OFFICE W NANAMI AND HIGURUMA AND TOJI I?????? I WANT TO LIVE IN YOUR BRAIN

TEEHEEEE you’re so sweet <33333 the work husband to actual husband to househusband gojo pipeline is so so real to me and the office au that comes with it truly does take up space in my brain, so here’s some more loosely established points 

satoru has been your work husband since you got your first job in undergrad. you two met in your dorms, and became friends, and eventually you thought a job would help with your time management skills, so you got a very low-maintenance position at the front desk of the library. satoru applied right after you and schmoozed the two little old librarians into giving him the same shifts as you. that was probably the first moment satoru knew he was a little bit in love with you—because he had no reason to have a job while in school, but this small change in your schedule made him miss you so much that he was moved to get his very first job, probably ever, just to spend more time with you. 

he wasn’t bad at his library receptionist job, but he technically wasn’t good at it, either. if a student asked him for a laptop charger or to check out a book or something, he could do that, but anything else he’d just smile and say, “oh, you’ve gotta ask the pretty girl right there about that, she knows way more than me,” and bat his eyelashes at you. except, then, when you did need to get up to grab something for someone, satoru would just spring up instead, and tell you he’s got it. it’s like… he was incapable of helping anybody else unless he got to flirt with you, and then help you out to help them out……… strange boy 

anyways, satoru makes it a habit to assist you through your student jobs throughout undergrad, and then follows you to the same law school and repeats the process there. (also not to elle woods-ify him a bit but his father heavily questions him going to law school btw because satoru has never showed any interest in working, let alone following in his footsteps to be a lawyer, and now he’s going to law school? his mom is a bit sharper though, because when satoru tells his parents he’s going to the same law school as you, she just smiles and sips her tea and wonders if her son has already made a trip to their family jeweler). 

the firm is large, but the floor you work on is a pretty close knit group. there’s hiromi’s office at the tail end, which is the largest because he’s managing partner and he practically lives in there. on the other end, both you and nanami have decently sized offices. satoru doesn’t like hiromi at first because he thinks he’s mean. then satoru watches him play a little prank on kento, and suddenly the two of them are best friends. it would be a surprisingly wholesome friendship if their common denominator wasn’t irritating kento, and acting as guard dogs for you. 

kento’s office used to be just the bare necessities—law books, his degree, basic furniture, maybe a fancy paperweight, until satoru got his hands on it and decked it out. which is not something kento asked for, nor he thinks is necessary, but that doesn’t stop satoru from continually adding little trinkets and decorations and art to his office to make it livelier. when kento first meets you, he’s surprised when you tell him satoru gojo is going to be your secretary because kento interned for satoru’s father for two summers during law school, but when kento sees you and satoru together for the first time, it answers all of his questions. satoru couldn’t be more of a lovesick fool if he tried. 

listen the ex-convict to single father to janitor to lawyer toji pipeline is so real to me. while toji is working as a janitor at the firm, satoru slips once and then jokes that toji shines the floors too aggressively on purpose to make him slip, toji tells him to fuck off and he can sue for harassment. they truly don’t like each other at first, but once satoru steals toji’s masterkey to get into your office one night after you’re gone to leave flowers, and handle some paperwork to lighten your load in the morning, toji is sort of impressed. he still almost hits him with a broomstick, but even someone as gruff as him can see that satoru had pure intentions. toji is a lot of things, but he’s not immune to or devoid of love or passion. so, eventually he and satoru develop a weird sort of banter and respect for each other. one day someone actually tries to accuse toji of not putting the wet floor sign down and how it’s gonna be a lawsuit because some lowlife janitor fucked up his $3000 suit. satoru catches the argument as he’s heading upstairs and recognized the schmuck as the stuck up lawyer on the other side of kento’s case. satoru’s ready to jump in, but toji’s displaying an impressive amount of physical restraint and legal knowledge that when the dust is all settled, satoru asks him if he ever considered being a lawyer. toji laughs at it at first, but after a month of serious consideration (and megumi becoming a college freshman), he figures it can’t be all that bad. and turns out, toji’s a half-decent lawyer—once you’ve spent so much of your life skirting (or blatantly breaking) the law, you become pretty good at getting people out or around it, too. and with his life experience, he’s a pretty good judge of character; so when it comes time to lock up the bad ones, toji makes sure they get the maximum sentence.

except he has a bad habit of sending out emails with “URGENT: NEEDS ATTN” in the subject, which prompts you, kento, and hiromi to rush to his office, just to see toji with his feet up on his desk tell you that, “the emergency is i hate the opposing counsel, and now that i work on this side of the law i’d really like to not kill him, so somebody else should take this case.” 

anyways back to work husband secretary satoru. he pulls you out of boring meetings under the guise of an urgency, just for him to admit that the emergency is that he missed you, and you two were gonna be late for your lunch reservation. because he’s actually a licensed attorney, he can actually carry out duties an associate otherwise would, which saves you a lot of time and trouble; and it means that satoru gets to work even more closely with you, which is always an upside for him. sometimes you ask him to hand you documents and instead he just hands you his hand. and then pretends to blush and preen like a schoolgirl which always draws way too much attention to the two of you, but there’s no way to stop him either. he takes your coat off of your shoulders when you arrive in the morning, and helps you put it back on in the evening. when you tell him you’re looking for an apartment closer to the firm, he has eight places lined up for viewing, and one surprise at the end which happens to be the other vacant penthouse suite in his apartment building; which, conveniently, would make you satoru’s neighbor. he claims that it’ll be just like in college, but it certainly doesn’t feel that way when you finally move in and satoru can now loudly and proudly proclaim, “see you at home!” in the halls at work now.