#YOOOOOOOO A PROPER KISS

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a funny thing- ch 24/25 word dump

WUAHAHAHA 4AM BABEY YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS

i’ve been cookin low and slow with this one and i mean real slow like. too slow . as in 2 weeks later whoops

this one’s a real doozy so grab a snack

FIRST PAGE ON THE GOSUKU TAG WHEN YOU SORT BY KUDOS LETS GOOOOOOO major rweiser W

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ch 24

thinking abt yuuji flying down the sidewalk and megumi becoming the equivalent of a flag whipping behind him pls yuuji not everyone can keep up 😭

fred says fuck

mmmmmm crunchy cookies i love me some egg shell

yeah with cooking, you can play around with the measurements and adjust along the way, but baking is whole different beast :[ i made creme brulee for our new year dinner, my first time baking actually, and i was terrified the entire process cus one wrong step and its over (they turned out good in the end, though i wanted to leave it in the fridge longer) 

sukuna and uraume on the same wavelength love that

daww megumi just be a kid its okay 

gojo’s nicknames for toji PLS father-fushi and fraidy-guro

hehehe he technically called sukuna pretty ,, i agree

LMAOOOOO AINT NO WAYY OFC HE SABOTAGED HIM 

i feel like toji would actually do well in getting sales (if he had the proper cookies) considering he’s “a pro at freeloading off women” which leads me to believe he’s got hella charisma . 

“Fushiguro stops just before the table, one hand balled into a fist so tight, the muscles of his arm are easy to see, flexing dangerously beneath his skin.” uwwheheheerhfbud sorry

OH SHT THE GIRLIES ARE FIGHTING YOOOOOOOO AND SUKUNA JUMPING IN FOR GOJO ???? in front of the kids in a school fundraiser is crazy lmao

pinky

gojo taking bets on who’s gonna win reminded me of mei mei betting on the gojo-sukuna fight

i had a crazy amount of secondhand embarrassment going thru that hhhhhh yknow that feeling when you just wanna curl up and cover ur eyes and you’re fighting to even look back ? yeaaaaa

“Hurting people is bad. And you’re not bad!” ohh yuuji ughhh he has no idea of what sukuna was before, that he’s done more than hurt people .. children really only see the side of their parents that they’ve allowed to show them. it’s why kids usually think the highest of them, so yuuji saying that sukuna’s not bad gets me cus he’s known and seen only the best of him. but it makes me feel gooey inside cus, while everyone else sees the former king of curses, yuuji sees his dad and when he does eventually find out, he’ll still always be his dad before anything else (does this make sense i hope it makes sense im trying to make my thoughts coherent)

oh hey they’re talking abt it !

I GASPED OH MY GOD PLEAS EOLASOE APLEAS EPLAS EPALEAPSLEAPSH NOOOOOOOOO FFGGHGBBVV HITTING MY BED GRFGHJVNGRRAAGGHHFEG

im being tortured i thinj you’re trying to kill me here this is the worst case of edging ive ever had in my life (no not like that) 

post-chapter notes:

IM ALREAYD RIOTING YASTOP BLUE BALLING ME

id read real housewives of jujutsu sorcery

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ch 25

GRADE 1 ?? AS IN ONE ?? AS IN  O N E  ?? AS IN, YUUJI IS NO LONGER A PRESCHOOLER

when you said small time-skip, i thought you meant a few months later . i was wrong

aight time to update the time board: yuuji’s in first grade so he’s 6 yrs old, we’re in 2013 now (i think), gojo is 24 yrs old  23 yrs old (chap takes place during summer, bday not passed yet)

it’s 2013, he can get a 3ds now :D im gonna get him on smash bros . OR KID ICARUS UPRISING IT SHOULD BE OUT ALREADY

they should totally name the potential pet after me (jk)

OKAYYYY THATS A START HE KISSED HIM ON THE HEAD !! WE’RE GETTING SOMEWHERE :O now go lower. preferably on the li

oh yeah yeah definitely not together whatever helps you sleep at night man

im gonna need the bad bitches birthday bash one-shot someday with the way shoko’s bringing it up

the fact gojo’s heard the threat so many times before that he can finish it and brush it off

CANDY CRUSH  !!?!??

AWWWWWW THATS ADORABLE ;____; sukuna wanting to do something to surprise gojo’s first day as a teacher and yuuji suggesting to make a cake cus he knows his daddy loves sweets AND they spent the whole day prepping awawawawaw so cutee

they called on uraume for help too LOL poor them 

yuuji being a snitch HA i can’t help but think of my siblings

you can’t be serious gojo, not after that? people also don’t usually sleep and cuddle the homies cmon man

mother is mothering and mother is leading the herd (no but i love how he adapted to the role very easily, likely to prior experience)

whuh the fundraiser was last year ? am i overthinking the timeframe … ok im back after going thru the calendar that makes sense 👍 carry on wait hold on first semester of first grade ended so they’re on break ... summer break ?? unless this is going off of a different schooling system (oh yeah duh japan lol)

ohhh please let them meet mama-guro i can imagine the absolute shock on their faces trying to comprehend how someone like toji managed to marry someone like her 😭 bonus points if toji is much more softer around her too and the sheer whiplash of seeing him having ANY sort of loving side is enough to send gosuku into a spiral

“It’s exactly the type of thing Sukuna would never be caught dead wearing, which means Satoru must do all in his near-infinite power to make him wear it.” real

THESE THREE ARE RIDICULOUS LMAOOOOOO sorry kids your fathers are busy trying to one-up each other

“But, then again, these are just go-karts; how much damage could he really do?” famous last words before disaster

oh no

hey sukuna’s living life at least he’s having fun and that’s all that matters 🥰

not the pyramid projectiles

CONICAL AMMO !?$&7)-)26 MARIO KART IRL GONE WRONG oh my god its too late for this i need to sleep

OH MY GOD ?????? 

WHADDYA MEAN THEY’RE GONE ??????

post chap notes:

what just happened

no really what jusr happened

the amount of times i’ve said oh my god throughout the entire go-kart scene i was clutching my pearls

he recreates his reign in the silliest ways, all while wearing nice little red bow :3

nah i get it the entire first arc was dedicated to how messed up he was abt suguru so i understand the doubts but they’ve also near kissed multiple times .. unless they were super down with kissing the homies 

“I sure hope nothing bad has happened to them...” STOP

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YOOOOOOOO THIS ABSOLUTELY FUCKS my yanderecore brain goes BRRRRRRRRR w this one,, like the "And how 'bout you just take some blame? I always take all the pain" and "Look at what you did, girl, look at how you changed me" AND "Should've seen the red flags, but with you I'm fucking blind" YEAH YEAH YEAAH>>>>>>>>>> thank u fr the avril update austin EXTREMELY cool

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you know that they ⠀⠀do peel eels like bananas right?

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DEADASS??????

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WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU MEAN 'NOT ATEEZ' IN THOSE TAGS THAT IS A VERY PASSIONATE ATEEZ FANFIC

I MEANT IT LIKE JHFDKSHD "I CANT BELIEVE THIS IS ATEEZ" BUT IM NOT ON MOBILE SO I DONT HAVE EMOJIS I COULDNT PUT THE CRYING EMOJI IM SORRY OP BUT IT WAS TOO FUNNY

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Mention of the word fag, not as a slur but maybe as something negative??, i am reclaiming it leave me alone, worries of character dying (they're not dead and it's only a mention), steve is so stupid on this i promise he gets better, post s5, Post-Canon, brief mention of vampire eddie as a temporary thing, bit of internalised homophobia if u squint, Steve Harrington Bi King, canon divergent?? maybe??, this was made after s4, so ive no idea what s5 has in store for us, Mentions of Death, steve "the hair" harrington???, more like steve "the himbo" harrington Summary:

Steddie where they kiss and are a literal couple but Eddie thinks they’re dating and Steve thinks it’s just a bro thing

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Excerpt from ‘Mr Lucky’

.....Then, one Sunday, I met Edward. We were all shiny and clean, hair all Andrew Ridgelyed up, ironed tee-shirts, in fact I think this was the night I was wearing a vest – I could fit in  one in those days – and we were all up for a bit of…well, Tea Dancing. Juice and sandwiches first, then drinky – poohs. Nicky was on the Bacardi and cokes, Tony on the – God knows, gin probably, and I hit the Stella. Two for the price of one? It would’ve been rude not to.

Dancing ensued. Twizzling round the tiny floor, sweating like a pig, wafting Aramis as I went, when BOOF! I smacked right in to a middle aged, blondish, non-descript bloke…..who had the hairiest chest I had ever seen.

Beer spilt, down both our tops – well, his shirt, my vest – expecting some kind of “OI! You CAHNT! Watch where you’re FACKIN going” kind of thing, but what I got, over Jimmy wailing about sitting on the platform with everything he owned in a little black case, and the wind and the rain on his sad and lonely face, was:

“Sorry. Not looking where I was going. Crowded tonight eh?”

“Erm..Yes,” I yelled in response. “Sorry about your shirt.”

“It’s just a shirt. It’ll dry. Sorry about your vest…Shall we just take them off?”

And there we were, dear reader, topless in a gay bar! Just like Heaven, only with more fat and less ego. He was sweaty and all his chest hair was plastered to his skin, and he smelled…smelled proper manly.

Should've known better than to cheat a friend

And waste the chance that I've been given

So I'm never gonna dance again

The way I danced with yoooooooo’

…… wailed George, and Edward and I , for that was he, smooched and swayed, and slithered and snogged our way through the song that was to become ‘OUR TOON’ during our brief courtship. I loved the way he felt – he was stolid. That’s a good word. STOLID. Not fat, not a ‘chub’, but solid and hairy and a very pleasant man, a sweetie, a kind man with a nice cock and a gentle way of making love to me. And, as it turned out, a tendency for stalking.

Amazingly, we didn’t do IT that first night, but arranged to meet up the following Sunday, which we did. Same packed floor, same heat, smell of fags (as in cigarettes, obvs.) and beer, and gay boys wearing aftershave, me included. And there he was, smiling at the bar. He saw me and waved.

“Hello, hun,” he said. “I wasn’t sure you’d come. I’m so pleased you did.” Awwww. That’s nice eh?

“I said I would, and here I am.” I think I was alone that week – Tony was IN LURRVE with his banker by this time and had no time for such lowly haunts, such hovels…

“I know, but that’s often said. People don’t. They lie. To me, anyway,” and he looked so lonely for that moment and I was pleased I was not one of the ones who had let him down.

“Drink? I noticed you were on the Stella. At least, that’s what you threw all over me last week!”

“Oh yes please. Lovely.”

So we found a space to squeeze into and just talked; nothing heavy – work, hobbies, ex-boyfriends, what food we liked…..chat, a bit of touchy feely when the moment arose – a hand on the leg with a laugh, a touch of the hair to emphasise a point…..he was a very pleasant man, hairy and generous and mature and I liked him. So, when he said the immortal line: ‘Do you want to come back to mine?’ it wasn’t sleazy or cheap, it was a genuine invitation to make love with him and I accepted.

He didn’t tell me he lived in St. Albans, mind you, so it was a bit of a late night, a whizzy – headed drive out of London, away from the city to the countryside. I was a bit pissed (no change there) but not drunk and I was really looking forward to what lay ahead. We arrived – a neat semi, in suburbia, nets, Everest Windows  -exactly what one would have expected. A place where Ted (contractions, already!) lived his single life, wishing it otherwise and hopeful that tonight would change his life.

We had a gin and tonic; he’d not been drinking due to the drive home but we sat, I drank, had a St Moritz, the last legacy of You Know Who, and it all felt fine. “Come on then,” he said and took my hand and led me gently to the bedroom, leaving my gin and my cigarette, which rolled on to his Ercol coffee table and burned a hole before it went out. Seemed to be a habit…

We didn’t just fuck, come, and go to sleep. He was very gentle, undressing me slowly, slowly so my excitement increased. He was expert – how did he learn these skills? – and once naked, he undressed too. He was very sexy; as I said, solid, well built, a little bit of a belly, but beautifully hairy and a nice fat cock, which was more than ready for the event. We moved on to the bed, and kissed and caressed each other, passed slowly through the stages and finally he fucked me, but oh! So gently, considerately, asking if it was OK, taking his time, taking care.

After we’d come, he took me to the bathroom and gently washed me clean in the shower, then himself and returned to the bed, and there we slept till dawn.