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[cloudymistedskies]

An explanation for sillies: it basically is a whole fucking week where I (and anybody else who somehow has the motivation to make content relating to them) make Marimui content. The whole week would be filled with prompts for me to do revolving them.

here's like an example I got

SUPER EXTRA SPECIFICATION: THIS IS NOT MINE- THIS IS NOT THE PROMPT... THIS IS JUST AN EXAMPLE IM SHARING. I'LL SHARE THE PROMPT ONCE I FEEL LIKE IT..,,,,.

Although this pool doesn't matter if somebody is interested in it or no, I'm doing it anyway for my own benefit and pleasure.

[stone-stars]

UH

[2018-01-20]

hiii i heard you wanted some requests 👀 and I'm super glad you're back !! I missed you a lot lot <3

My head has been so full of post-dinner date Gojo ideas. The domesticity of getting unready with him and cuddling in bed right afterward. It's just so simple but so cute. oh oh and doing nighttime skincare with him :( having him sit down and rubbing in the different creams into his skin and the way he would lead into your hands. ahhh he has me so weak (_ _)

Feel free to use any of these ideas to write or take inspo from if you want! Gojo is such a cutie :3

Anyways, have a lovely day, and remember to take care of yourself!!

pairing. gojo satoru × gn!reader

content. bunch of fluff + comfort, reader has smaller hands than gojo (in case that bothers anyone!!) & sits on his lap, sappy reader + gojo!! read slowly for maximum enjoyment <3

sticky-note. nonnie u are so goated for this idea, i think this might be my fav gojo fic so far 😭 I MISSED U MORE!! hope u have a wonderful day and thank u for sending this in 🫶

satoru thinks your hands are pretty.

they’re smaller than his—of course they are. he can’t think of a single person who has bigger hands than him. he enjoys it, though. your touch is stimulating in a way; fingertips completely gentle as you rub the latest lotion that you bought onto his face.

“can’t keep your hands off of me, huh?” he leans back and grins, but you can’t even be annoyed by his teasing. there's a shine in his eyes that you haven’t seen a very long time—and you are more than happy to see it now.

“mhm,” you hum, softly kneading his cheeks like you would with a baby. his blindfold is off and his demeanor seems so relaxed, his face basking into your soothing touch. it’s hard to hold back your own smile. “you just have that type of charming effect, y’know?”

“you’re being awfully nice today,” he remarks suspiciously, peeking an eye open to look closely at you. you pinch his cheek in return. “what’s the occasion baby?”

you roll your eyes, pulling back your hand for a moment to scoop up a bit more lotion. you swipe it lightly onto his forehead. “what? i can’t give you attention? can’t i spoil my boyfriend for once?”

the tips of his ears redden at your words, making you giggle at the rare but pleasant sight. “....i mean, you can, but—”

“shh,” you shush him. he closes his mouth instantly. “no more talking! this is the most important part because i have to smooth out all the wrinkles in your forehead.”

he lets out a big gasp, being playfully offended—narrowing his eyes with an indignant look. the smile you didn't even know you were sporting grows wider at how cute he is. you wouldn't say it that out loud though, of course.

it is so beautifully quiet and peaceful. you can’t think of the last time you spent time with satoru like this: seated on the living room floor of his apartment as you slap your whole skincare routine onto his face. his back is against the couch with his legs sprawled out, but not too sprawled out so you are more than comfortable on his lap. it’s nighttime so the curtains are draped over the window, but you love the warm, dim lighting of his living room. gojo satoru is gorgeous, but is especially pretty in this lighting; with his head comfortably tilted back and eyes closed, but not forcefully or harshly shut as if he’s in pain.

for the longest time, you've been used to seeing satoru in pain. not in a physical way—but in an emotional and mental way that tugs at your heart strings just seeing him in that state. you know the burden that comes with being the strongest: there will always be a significant power divide between you and the people you love, which will never not be difficult for the other party to ignore. it also doesn’t help that he is so happy-go-lucky all the time, despite the jujutsu sorcerer duties that keeps piling rocks onto his shoulders.

but now in this moment, he is all yours. he isn’t the strongest, nor is he Gojo Satoru. he is just yours—just the lover boy who melts into your open arms whenever given the chance. just a boy who had to give up being a boy so he could be a man for others to look up to him. just someone you would want to depend on you, the same way you lovingly depend on him.

“i love you,” you suddenly whisper, in the midst of just simply applying lotion onto his skin. your slow, comforting movements make him want to fall asleep, but your words make him wide awake.

“out of the blue?” his head shoots up, eyes wide and visible despite being behind his messy bangs. he sits up and stares at you, the same glimmer back in his eyes. “i mean, i’m not complaining—”

you interrupt with a huff, “i say it everyday, jerk.” you place your hands on his chest to wipe away any of the lotion moisture left on your palms. he doesn’t bat a single eye. “what do you mean ‘out of the blue’?”

“i know, but...”

your jaw drops a bit. you actually cannot believe your eyes as satoru tilts his head a bit to the side, shyly averting his eyes as you see a tint of scarlet on his cheeks. “it just feels so intimate right now, so...”

good lord. you want to baby him so bad. you want to shrink him and keep him in your pocket and always protect him wherever you go.

“you’re too cute for my well-being,” you breathe, going back on your earlier words. “you know i always mean it when i say i love you, ‘toru.”

“stop,” he whines. he raises an arm to cover his face, eyes still unable to look at yours. “don’t compliment me. i don’t think i’ll be able to handle it right now.”

you can’t help but laugh, squeaking in surprise when satoru pokes at your sides with a little pout. you want to tease him, you think. you might as well with a smile permanently on your face now.

these are the type of moments you crave: moments when satoru tears down his walls and lets himself act like he’s a little boy all over again in front of you. it’s not like he necessarily had walls up with you in the first place, but being a jujutsu sorcerer has always meant protecting and guarding yourself at all times no matter the cost.

but now, you have him. and he has you in his arms, the one that sneak around your waist and warmly wrap around you to keep you close to his chest. it's cuddly but protective, both of your laughs drowning out any other background sounds.

and you are more than willing to protect him yourself.

[pxltown]

raspberry tangerine, honey (i can taste me on you)

Text Message from Ate Mitch: hey you’re not kehlani can you turn it down im trying to sleep Reply: sorry ate 🫠

[betheflyinggrapes]

A little scene from @vampireghostlawyer 's fic modern man traditional medicine which you should read because i have. at least twenty times

[pasta-pardner]

sixguns & innuendo

[burrowingdweller]

/mysterious silence/

[painted-bees]

A dear friend of ours commissioned a Cortes portrait from https://twitter.com/miradellaart !! Aaaa it's so beautiful ; 0; <3

[sanriokamabodo]

i think it would be cute if one of Douma's worshippers had a kid that was non verbal and can't communicate all that well. So, when it's their turn to talk to Douma, he and them just play board games to help them speak.

A/N: NO BECAUSE I LOVE THIS IDEA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

CW's: none, reader has loving parents, douma is really good at card games, not proofread bc i hate reading my own works heehoo, dm me if i missed a tag or if u want to confess ur undying love for me

Your parents are lovely, really. They make sure your every need is met, they spoil you and always tell you how much they adore you.

There's however one thing that frustrates you to no end.

Your parents would beg for years to their lord in the hopes that one day you'll speak.

It's not like you were stupid, absolutely not. If only people would understand how clever you were.

Douma, being the kind person he is (he claimed that title himself) took it upon himself to "help" you.

That's how you ended up in his quarters. Your parents waved goodbye as they left and telling you to be good. You hated it when they treated you like a small child.

Your face had a sour expression as you looked at him. This was the guy who was supposed to "cure" you?

"I don't think we've met before, have we? I'm Douma, but I think you already know that." He jokingly winked at you. "What's your name, kid?" He tried.

Silence.

Douma points a finger at you. "Speak now and I won't tell anyone." He smirks.

Yet again, silence. You quirk his eyebrow at him. Was he really his stupid?

"I'm your lord y'know, it would be rude to just ignore me." Douma whines before throwing himself back against his mountain of pillows.

A smile grazed your lips. Normally you'd just be annoyed by these desperate attempts to get you to talk, however you never expected this side from your lord.

Douma stared at the ceiling for a moment before sitting up, he looked at you.

"Well we've got an hour to kill, what would you like to do?"

You shrugged.

"Would you like to play a card game?"

Your eyes lit up at the idea and nodded excitedly. You loved card games, better yet, you were undefeated at them. Douma looked excited at this opening.

He grabbed a stack of hanafuda cards and shuffled them before dealing them between the two of you. "Are you familiar with koi koi?" He asked.

You nodded, of course you knew what koi koi was. You were the best at it.

"Now, I will warn you that I'm really good at it, but I'll go easy on you, kid."

You snorted at him, making Douma cock an eyebrow at you an amused expression on his face.

"What was that? Are you doubting me? You know I won't let you go off the hook now, huh?" He laughed, shaking his head. You had guts, he liked that.

You beat him. Hard.

"I want a rematch." He demanded jokingly, despite his ego being bruised a bit.

He lost, again. And again. Until finally the time ran out.

"Same time, tomorrow?"

And so you did, everyday from that point on. He'd always make time out of his busy schedule for the two of you to play a quick game, despite getting his ass handed to him everytime.

Douma grew alongside you, he grew comfortable enough to not hide behind fake smiles and playful teasing, he was true to himself around you. He didn't feel like he'd have to fake feeling emotions around you.

"Thank you," you spoke hoarsely, barely above a whisper after months of playing cards with him "for making me feel normal."

Douma, not bothering to look up from his cards, almost like you spoke everyday, returned the sentiment. "Thank you for making me feel normal too, kid."

[captain-neutrino]

Mark is a little different in ways that are hard to understand.

An expansion on this concept

[sturnioloho]

this look is saying give me head

[merotwst]

blorbos doomdle

last post before my pc gets taken from me exdee. see u guys in a month (art wise). im gonna post some old oc content but not here. i made an oc account where i just brainrot over my kids lol u can expect more there that's it bye

[burnt-cookii]

[eve-cower]

I found some artifact from my galery abt sans the sanana and i couldnt resist to draw him using- that

Ok this was actually based from this pictures JUST LOOK AT HIM AAAAAAAA and i found them around 2022??? Idk which fangame is this bcs i saw it from twitter

And this suddenly reminds me abt some pictures so i tried to scroll down more for keep searching that was related and thank god i still keep them 😂 i almost forgot these exist

At first i was gonna draw him instead of being skenana but im too much focus on him using costume version instead BECAYSE HE'S BEING SO CUTE AND ADORABLE HAHAHAHA

Seems like the sans sprite of using banana outfit was inspired from these two pictures

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

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[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

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