#XANT

[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.

[krysissy]

OKAY UMMM

IT'S HAPPENING SONIC X SHADOW GENERATIONS IT'S FUCKING REAL GUYS THIS IS NOT CLICK BAIT OR WHATEVER.

THE GAME IS COMING UP IN AUTUMN 2024 GUYS I CAN'T FUCKING WAIT AJSKKSKAKSKSKS

I'M ON THE FLOOR DEAD

[just-a-leech-boy]

Me when there is a procedural show with a neurodivergent character

[jameslongforjimshortforgabriel]

everything is a lot feels like if emotions were food and I just shoved like 5 completely different meals up my mouth qnd now I'm vomiting in a public bathroom at 1 am and the food is all mushed up and yucky but you can still kinda recognize it and it smells weird. in case I make it is like if tears could hold memories and experiences and everytime I cried I kept the tears in a little bottle but someone (probably me) just shook the bottle real hard and now the tears are meeting each other and it's kind of chaos but in a tiny bottle. I wear the bottle as a necklace an it won't stop rattling thanks to all the tears arguing so I decide to take em all out and try to kinda separate em

[blamemma]

Max Verstappen, post-FP1 | 📍Autodromo Nazionale Monza | 📸 Zuma Press

[skincareroutine]

fr dont rb but i just want u to see these silly new glasses i got. i feel like a new person like im undercover n thats not me. so fun my sis says i look super nerdy

[shibaraki]

HE IS SOOOOOOO

[craacked-splatters]

I really wish I could play the games :(

[stripeixii]

Okay here’s a serious request and a joke request.

Serious: Michael and Charlie cuddling on a bed.

Joke: Vanny chilling while Gregory tries to do pc 3 and insults him

I originally wasn't going to colour anything but I wanted to draw Michael's freckles ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[ethoslut]

hermits @ mr. doc m 77 when he dug out the perimeter . is this anything

[nenya-business]

The entire time I was reading Gideon the ninth I thought Naberius Tern was 40 years old MINIMUM. Doesn't feel right for him to not be a sad old man

[dan-heng-lunae]

"Hey Dan Heng, are you accompanying us to Penacony this time or do you need more time to get accustomed to your new identity? Miss Himeko said she was going this time, just wanted to let you know."

I am happy either way. It is best not to have too many of us off The Astral Express, but it is still nice to see Penacony.

[almostshamelesspenguin]

*Apollo and Trucy discussing their similarities and how they could be related, half joking*

Trucy, joking: what do you think daddy? Do you think we could be long lost siblings or something?

Phoenix, trying not to set off their perceiving or Athena's emotion thing: well.

[bizarrescribblez]

TODAY IN SPOT/JONATHAN NEWS …. Whatever this is

MS CHEN WHATRE YOU DOING HERE):/?):? INNEED TO KNOW WHAT THE COMTEXT IS CUZ… if. This is in the movie that animated/live action hybrid is actually really good what BUT ALSO HE LOOKS SO CUTIE PIE!:!/!:).!!.

[yatgb]

If there was any chance to play my singing monsters its right now. They fucking put freddy fazbear in the game