#earth au

[bubzterr]

boys will be boys (world conquering giant monkey werewolf people)

[rubixcubi]

What if I talked about my Earth!au where Luke is a war veteran (Air Force pilot) and hockey player (idk why he just seems like a hockey kinda guy) with his service dog Artoo, a husky mix, who helps Luke with his seizures from being struck by lightning. What if I talked about that?

[b33anie]

Finished Earth!!

Monty and Earth sketches :)

Halloween outfits for the TSaMS cast and my oc’s are in the works <3

[searsage]

"Listen Robinson… you've been working hard, harder then most. I think you've earned yourself a nice long vacation."

"What?! how am I supposed to enjoy a day off when that thing is still haunting the woods?! We don't even know what it is! What if it attacks the locals or hikers?!"

"…a day off isn't a vacation, and are you certain what you think you witnessed was real Ranger Robinson…?"

"What! Of fucking course it was real, it was like a fawn but covered in fancy bells.."

"Robinson…"

"And it was glowing colors! And dragging a Christmas tree!"

"Two weeks."

"Pardon..?"

"Your holiday vacation starts now, I don't want to see you in this office for the next two weeks."

"Wait no! We need to laun-"

"Good night ranger Robinson."

"No No No come on wait, don't hang up just yet! Hello..? FUCK!"

[8 hours prior]

"Robin..is this human ritual truley nesscessary? Al-an sighed softly, testily betting at the many hands poking and prodding at his vessel.

"Nope! But your going to wear them anyway, and trust me it could be worse!" Robin yelled over the festive country rock blasting throughout the cabin.

"…I can assure you it will not happen again.."

"You said that last year, right before you scanned everyone's presents spoiled their surprises and proceeded to tear into yours early!" Robin pointed out nonplussed as the resercher placed another silver bell around the dismayed architect's horns

"Oh so we're not going to talk about what that colourful basterd did to our christmas tree, remind him what he did to it Robin!." Sam scoffed, unapologetically wrapping several more lines adorned with fancy silver bells around the poor precursor's throax.

Al-an hissed petulantly, rearing his head out of the tyrannical older sibling's reach lest she place more on his horns.

"Can you not remind me of that, I woke up thinking I was in a bed of snakes! HEY STOP LAUGHING!" Robin groaned trying not to recall that absolute mess of a past christmas eve.

"I'm sorry I can't, I just can't!" Sam wheezed recalling just how long it took to untangle the lights from the precursor's makeshift nest.

"…I assumed you had appreciated the courting gesture…"

"Al-an you striped the christmas tree and put them all in my bed!"

"And yet if I recall correctly it still worked…very well" Her architect pointed out unapologetically.

The smug purr filling to room had her sister raising an eyebrow at her.

"Robin you sure know how to pick em." Sam snorted trying and failing again to reach to stubborn architect's horns, the jackass never made anything easy for his in-laws!

"He's just being pissy because now he can't raid the presents without waking the whole damn town, not unless actually he wants to test Marguerite's claim on that drunken bullseye, isn't that right mr silver bells?" Robin snorted reaching her hands up towards her architect's face, a silent beckoning her mate was too eager to resist.

Unfortunately while his rediness for affection does secure him a brisk kiss, Sam also took the oppertunity drape the last three loops of silver bells over the precursor's horns.

Much to Al-an's irritation.

"Oh my god! He looks like a fancy reindeer! And actually cute for once!" Dani exlaimed when she walked in to spot the two sister's handiwork, Al-an looked so festive decorated with noisy ornaments, the silently fuming precursor only made the spectacle more entertaining.

Still Robin didn't appreciate her in-law's word choice.

"Excuse you..?" Robin Challenged, arching an eyebrow.

"Errr..I just mean not like a autobot picked up a drunk fawn in a bar.." Dani clarified not that her explaination helped her case.

"You know what I might just let him have his way with your presents.." Robin mused warningly.

"No wait I didn't me-" Dani begins but her rebuttal is quickly drowned out by the now intrigued architect.

"Really?"

"No Al-an, your job is to prance about and jinggle those bells and look pretty." Robin laughed watching her architect flare an irritated red.

"Are you certain we can't tie holly on him..? it would really bring the look home.." Sam pleaded eyeing the box of christmas decorations.

At this point Al-an had reached the peak of his tolerance for their bullying and flash stepped into the safety of the the living room, fleeing to the solace of his couch, the silver bells ringing obnoxiously as he attempted to right his large vessel on on the smaller couch.

He couldn't however stop his attention from drifting towards the colourful lights donning the large false spruce, it intrigued the poor architect in a way he himself did not understand entirely.

The bell covered precursor brooded, how could they blame him for humoring such a vescreal impulse, had he not apologized..?

In his opinion their response to his creative exploration was irrational, they simply did not understand the instinct to indulge in hoarding colourful beacons..

"Hey big guy! eyes off the tree!" Robin warned earning herself an irritated hiss from her testy architect.

He was only admiring it from afar, there was no harm in that, Al-an had no intentions of raiding the tree again..or it's presents at least not while they were awake and in close enough proximity to stop him.

[the-redhead-in-a-dress]

20 Headcanons I have about Chris/Una/La’an as a family in an Earth AU

Chris is Girl!Dad

Una is Mommy

La’an is baby girl

1. La’an still loses her family and Una still rescues her, but Una begs Chris for them to adopt her and he agrees in an instant.

2. That first night they put La’an to bed together. Una wakes up in the night in a panic. Something feels wrong #MomInstincts. She goes to check on La’an and she’s silently crying and terrified in the corner of the room, but making no sound. Una picks her up, wipes her tears and cuddles her. Takes La’an back to her and Chris’ bed.

3. Toddler!La’an likes to spread Eagle across the bed. Una and Chris often wake up in the middle of the night to a little fist or leg in their face. Without a word to Una, Chris gets them a bigger bed.

4. Toddler/Young girl La’an is a thumb sucker

5. Chris gets addicted to Kids TV, he has lots of thoughts on Bluey, Peppa and Dora. Una is confused. La’an finds those shows boring but watches them anyway because it makes her Daddy happy.

6. All throughout elementary school La’an goes to school with immaculately braided hair. This gets the attention of the other school Moms, and soon Una has an unofficial role at birthday parties to make sure everybody has ‘princess hair’

7. When Una is on a work trip or otherwise unavailable Chris braids La’an’s hair. He’s pretty decent.

8. Una gets jealous when the other school moms flirt with Chris. Chris makes it up to her when they’re alone.

9. When La’an gets bullied for her being a Noonien-Singh Una sees red and definitely threatens the principle, Chris uses his dimples to smooth things over.

10. Chris as stay at home dad(?) making pancakes for breakfast every morning.

11. When La’an is sick Chris makes her the best home-made soup and they sit on the couch and La’an cuddles in Chris’ lap.

12. Chris is the most excited of the three to go to Disneyland. He begged Una for months for them all to go visit.

13. He carries La’an on his shoulders and points out all of the Disney Princesses correctly for La’an to see.

14. Chris most definitely wears Minnie Mouse ears, the entire time. Una has to remind him to take them off when he goes to shower.

15. He also ends up on the DilfsofDisneyland Instagram page (this is a real thing)

16. La’an makes Chris this absolutely hideous T-shirt at school that says “Galaxy’s best Dad” but he loves it and wears it absolutely everywhere for a week…until Una conveniently shrinks it in the wash. They stick it on a teddy bear instead.

17. Teenage La’an and Chris share a bond of watching sports games together on the couch. Una doesn’t understand.

18. Chris AND Una both coach La’an’s sports team.

19. La’an and Una head butt a lot in La’an’s teenage years. Chris looks on in fond amusement over how similar the two are.

20. Chris and Una dropping La’an off at college/the academy. Both Una and Chris cry…a lot, and La’an tells them not to be so dramatic. “But you’re our baby girl!” Replies both Chris and Una through the tears. La’an rolls her eyes but lets them hug her tightly anyway.

[wjbs-bonkle-au]

Earth-based Human AU where Hydraxon is Axonn and Brutaka's adoptive son, and also a lawyer.

He was involved with his parents' divorce proceedings.

[demonicsin]

A talk in the woods: (Evil Earth au) Earth meets Stitchwraith

She left without saying goodbye.

She knew she had to. If she had said goodbye her brothers would have tried to stop her. This was for the best. Wasn't it?

As she walked, her pace quickening as she left the confines of the Pizzaplex. She'd apologize eventually, but she did leave a note right under all of sun's disinfectant.

Her mind went back to earlier that day. She had been on edge that whole week, angry and emotional. I mean, wouldn't you, if you suddenly found out your father was a lying, manipulative, sociopathic piece of shit who made you for the soul purpose of framing and distracting your brothers?

All she saw was the crying little girl, and the harsh grip of the man's hand on her wrist. Her security program went into overdrive and the next thing she knew she was on top of him.

She could still hear the little girl screaming. The sound of her father yelling for help. Of Lunar trying to snap her out of it. The blood was still on her hands. The man was okay, and so was his little girl, but she was still afraid of hurting anyone else.

She walked deeper into the woods. she kept telling herself, "this is for the best.."

It was starting to get dark, so she sat down. She didn't know what she was going to do, power wise, but she still had enough power for a few days. If KC could make it out on his own, so could she.

She was almost asleep when she heard the sound of someone approaching through the woods, twigs snapping under their feet. she looks up at the cloaked figure.

"What's a girl like you doing out here? Especially on your own?" they said, their voice quiet but distinct.

"Just.. enjoying the peace I guess." She said, unsure of who this hooded stranger was.

"huh. Guess you need it, considering what happened. I mean, you must feel awful for that man and his sweet little girl.."

"Wh- how did you know that? who are you?"

"Oh, I know a lot about you. I like to keep tabs on my siblings, see. I see a lot on the cameras. I also know that you are hurt and angry.. your brothers are looking for you, you know."

"this is for the best, i-i'm not fully well at the moment. Who are you?" she asked again.

"I'm just.. a guy who wants to help you. you hate our dad, right? tell me.. what would you do if given the chance to do anything without consequence?"

"I'd ... I'd kill him, but not right away. I would make it slow and painful, make sure he'd go through hell before he even go there, just in case he doesn't. And I know brains have no nerves, but I think if I tried hard enough I'd think of something... wait. 'Our' dad? you haven't said your name yet. "

"I'm Stitchwraith. Nice to formally meet you, Earth. Seems we have quite a bit in common. "

"Stitchwraith? didn't you-"

"Kill Monty's dad? that wasn't necessarily me. see, dad loves to make two personalities in his children, it feels like a running theme of his. My other killed his dad. I had to send a message, you know. they were getting too close. but you and I, we have nothing to worry about. Hell, I'll even help you get back at the old man. Give you a place to stay, fix you up even. or at least, try. What do you say? "

"How do I know I can trust you? How do I know that you won't just use me."

"Oh, please, if I was going to use you, I wouldn't be asking. I would just use these trusty override codes I stole from father dearest. What I want is different. You can stay here, alone, cold and wet until one of Father's drones come to collect you for scrap. or you can come with me, and we can take him down together. What do you say, my little sister?"

She thought for a moment.

"Lead the way, then.."

[miss-plum]

[shamtrolls]

Just so everybody knows I disappeared for half a year because literally all I could think about was an AU me and @kivovistrolls did where trolls got wormholed to earth and I couldn't excuse myself posting so much self indulgent AU on this blog.

...

Anyway here's me posting self indulgent AU on this blog

[some-rotten-nest]

Danny Fenton, a new receptionist at Wayne Enterprises:

Vicky Vale, knowing Danny Is Not Ready for her: So, where does Bruce Wayne leave for during his meetings? A new woman? Man? Trouble in the family?

Danny "Town Menace Phantom" Fenton, done with Genderbent Wes Weston: To fuck your mom.

Bruce's experienced receptionist that left for 6 seconds: okay, Danny no--

Danny, who knows something's up with the Wayne family: and your Dad, because we support the LGBTQIA community. Thank you and leave.

[bubzterr]

they’re like Vicki and Vance from the hit primm casino Vicki and Vance

[verflares]

(click for higher quality!) draconified link concept ive been chipping away at this past week ..... here's my funny little compendium concept for him:

"A heroic spirit has taken the form of this bestial dragon. Unlike it's kin, this creature exhibits an extremely aggressive disposition. It appears highly territorial, and will relentlessly chase down those who disturb its skywide patrols - of which it seems to be endlessly searching for either a long-time vassal or foe. Unfortunately, it seems the spirit within has long since forgotten exactly who it was looking for…"

[yueebby]

indulge me? — gojo satoru

synopsis you and gojo go on an overnight mission and it goes wrong in every way

contents so. much. pining. (2.8k words of it!?), one bed trope, whipped!gojo, ooc gojo, completely self indulgent, a lot of cardiovascular talk, they’re first years in this!

notes first time i’ve written in AGES. sorry :3 ps this is a little snippet from a satosugu x reader series im thinking about starting. thoughts?

(edit: i wrote a part ii)

Gojo Satoru was born blessed. From birth and to death he will always be honored. It wasn't his fault that the Heavens delighted in him. So when Yaga had announced that he and you would be sharing an overnight mission to Kyushu, he nearly leapt in joy (lucky him)!

You, on the other hand, were less than thrilled to find out that you were going to be traveling alone with Gojo Satoru. For two whole days. It was a death sentence.

“Make sure to text me, so I know you're not dead.” Shoko looks between you and Gojo. Either your head will implode as a result of Gojo, or he is gonna be on the receiving end of your wrath. Shoko can’t wait to see which.

“Do take pictures, I heard the onsens there are incredible.” Suguru slyly adds. Satoru perks up at his comment. The two of them share a knowing look before Gojo speaks up.

“Wanna take a dip with me once we get there, [Name]?” He looks into your eyes, his lips are quirked upwards like he’s up to no good (which he is). “I promise I won’t take a peek!” He winks.

“Keep fantasizing, Gojo.”

“Oh I will.” He hums happily. The smile on his lips is kind of cute, you decide. Just a little.

— — — — — — — 

Kurokawa, you come to find out is a very small town in Kyushu. So when people start to go missing, the entire town falls into shambles. Before your trip, Yaga had made it known the enemy you’d be facing. 

“A common denominator of the missing persons is that they were all young women.” He had warned you and Gojo. “It’s an unidentified curse, but I trust that the two of you will be able to handle it.”

Three missing girls. All under the age of 25. Two of which were locals, one being a tourist. 

The moment you arrive on the island of Kyushu, your guard is higher than ever. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Gojo.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of some horny curse,” He looks down at you as the two of you make your way down a small street to your ryokan. Kurokawa was a traditional town, its pride resting on the old culture causing it to be untouched by modern architecture.

Unamused by his nonchalant attitude, you decide to ignore his vulgar comment, “What grade curse do you think we’re up against?”

He makes a noise to show that he’s thinking. “Does it really matter? It’ll be no match for me either way.”

You roll your eyes, “Don’t get ahead of yourself, we still have to figure out what happened to the victims.”

“I don’t see why that’s necessary, but okay.” Your snow haired peer dismisses. It makes you a bit envious that he doesn’t have to ever feel fear for his life. Must be nice.

The two of you arrived at your designated ryokan soon enough, it was a small town after all. Gojo leads the way with you following right after. You can’t discern any cursed energy in the building, but you still make a mental note to ask Gojo about it after you both are situated. 

An elderly lady in an orange kimono stood behind the desk, smiling at you and you returned it back happily.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen a young couple here.” She says. That’s right, with the recent disappearance of young girls, there would be a sudden decrease of tourism around this part of town. “You certainly are a beautiful match!”

You gratefully accept her compliment, “Thank you, but we’re not–”

“Thanks granny!” Gojo wraps a strong arm around your shoulder. “I don’t know how I even managed to win her over!” There’s a wide grin on his face that makes your eye twitch. Leave it to him to tell people the two of you were together. Not only that but he totally disrespected the old lady with his informal talk!

“Unhand me, you!” You forcefully whisper at him, while trying to unwrap yourself from his hold. His arm does not budge even as you try to push it off. What the hell is this boy eating? Gojo chuckles with the old lady while you struggle.

“My, the two of you remind me so much of my husband and I in the days of our youth,” She sighs dreamily. Her age must be interfering with her memory because there was nothing inherently romantic going on between you and Gojo. “How long will you be staying here?”

“Only one night,” Gojo decides that he has tormented you enough and lets you go. He slides her his card and she pulls out something from the old wooden counter she stands behind. 

A single key.

Your eyes bug out. Gojo’s eyebrows raise. You laugh nervously, face feeling warmer than it was thirty seconds ago.

“There must have been a misunderstanding. We need two rooms, ma’am.” You hold up two fingers to emphasize your point. 

The smile on the old woman’s face falls, “I’m afraid I cannot do that.” Your jaw drops.

“Huh? Why not?” You press on further. Surely they could not have been booked out of all of their rooms. Tourism is at an all time low after the strange disappearances.

“I’m sure you’ve heard of the strange disappearances in the area. It’s a miracle the two of you have even decided to stay here, which I am very grateful for. That is why I must repay you back by ensuring your safety. Otherwise I must ask you to leave and stay in the next town because I will not allow you to endanger yourself so carelessly.” 

You blink. Neighboring town? That was hours away. The curse was here in Kurokawa. You can’t afford to jeopardize a mission just because of your own feelings.

Gojo’s hand is halfway to the key, but he waits for your approval. You sigh.

“It’s fine, we can do one. Thank you.” You bow your head. She smiled apologetically as she handed Gojo the key. Gojo, unbothered by the revelation, whistles happily as the lady leads the way to your suite.

— — — — — — — 

operation satoru x [name]!!!!

Gojosatowu added getosugu, shoko.ieiri

Gojosatowu You wont believe it!!! shoko.ieiri What the hell is this gc And what the hell is Operation satoru x [name]?  getosugu  how come [name] isn’t in this? Gojosatowu Ladies, ladies, one question at a time please getosugu  Expect a forehead flick for that comment shoko.ieiri  Stfu and just answer the questions Gojosatowu alright alright [name] and i are sharing a room in kyushu!! i may come out of this mission a changed man. shoko.ieiri  someone make sure [name] is still alive and well Gojosatowu I dont appreciate your lack of faith in me >:( shoko.ieiri  Keep a six feet distance from her at all times perv Gojosatowu I might have to for my own sanity. What do you think she wears to bed? shoko.ieiri  You disgust me sometimes getosugu  Only sometimes? shoko.ieiri  Let me correct myself. You disgust me. Gojosatowu Im feeling the love :(

“What are you giggling to yourself about?” You place a hand on your hips as you watch Gojo smile at his flip phone.

“Oh don’t you worry about it,” He closes it. Weird. “What’s the living situation?”

You sigh. “Despite its traditional arrangement, there is a bed.”

Gojo perks up. “Yeesh I’m glad! If I had to sleep on the floor my back would be all sore right on a mission. Y'know how annoying that is?”

You suck your teeth. “Allow me to rephrase myself. There is only one bed.” 

There is an awful silence in the room, save for your erratically beating heart. Of course the old woman decided to place you in a couple’s suite.  

“Heh.” Gojo chortles happily. “Wow, this must be a divine sign from God Himself. I mean, who are we to ignore this?”

“Don’t start,” You hold out an accusatory finger at him. “I’m gonna go request an extra futon.”

He pouts, “Don’t be like that, sharing a bed with me can’t be that bad.”

“I’m willing to bet otherwise.” You walk past him. The white haired boy watches you go like a sad puppy.

— — — — — — — 

You took your time getting an extra futon, using it as an excuse to get all of the nervousness out of your system of sharing the same room as Gojo Satoru. Sharing a room with a boy was already bad enough, but Gojo? Your heart skipped a beat (out of nervousness, you insist!).

By the time you make it back to the room, the lights are out. You assume that Gojo decided to go to sleep early. You don’t blame him. Tomorrow is gonna be a long day of hunting for the curse rampaging Kurokawa. 

The only light source in the room is coming from the bathroom. You sigh. The idiot must’ve forgotten to turn it off. Nonetheless, you were gonna go get unready either way so you make your way to the half open door.

On the sink is a complimentary toothbrush that you help yourself to. You apply some paste and–

There is a sound of something sliding shut from behind you. You look up at the mirror. Standing behind you was Gojo. Wet. And naked. 

“Oh my gosh!” You spit out your toothpaste and ran out of the room. How did you fail to see that Gojo was in the restroom? You blame it on the sliding doors separating the shower from the rest of the bathroom. Oh my gosh. Your face feels like it’s on fire. He has a six pack. And why does his stupid hair look like that when it's wet? Your heart was beating at an abnormal rate. This is so inappropriate.

Shortly after your freakout, Gojo steps out of the bathroom. There was no way you could face him now.

“Aw, don't be so shy now. It’s not like this will be the last time you’ll see me like this.” Gojo stands in the doorway. There is a towel wrapped around his waist, still leaving him indecent in your eyes.

“I don’t like what you’re insinuating Gojo! And lock the door when you’re in the restroom you creep!” You look anywhere but him.

“Hey, it wasn’t my fault, was it? You were taking so long I thought you left me here alone.” You can practically hear him pouting. “Either way, you were the one checking me out.”

Your eyes widen, “I was not checking you out! Don’t flatter yourself.”

“Don’t feel ashamed, this can all be yours,” He gestures down to his body.

“You freak.” you blanch.

He winks at you.

This was going to be a long night.

— — — — — — — 

It takes you about half an hour to calm down from the bathroom catastrophe. By now, you’re situated in your futon while Gojo is tucked on the bed. If you had to guess, it’d be nearing midnight around now. You just need to close your eyes and get some sleep before your mission tomorrow.

Except you can’t sleep.

Every time you close your eyes, your mind betrays you and an image of Gojo post shower illustrates itself in your mind. And it doesn’t help that he sleeps shirtless. You seriously need your mind cleansed.

That wasn’t your only issue. The room was sub zero. Who knew traditional ryokans had such advanced air conditioning systems? All you could hear was the air conditioning machine overworking itself. You could even argue that it was colder than Shoko’s morgue. And your sleep shirt and shorts were doing little to help insulate you. 

“Wanna come cuddle with me?” The last person you wanted to hear from breaks the silence. You pretend to be asleep. “I know you’re not asleep! My six eyes tell me that you’re shivering.” Busted.

“I am not cuddling with you.” You stare at the ceiling above you, arms crossed. How could he even propose such an idea? Has he no shame?

“Well I can’t face the old granny here if my girlfriend ends up dead by freezing!”

“I am not your girlfriend, Gojo. Nor will I die.”

“That’s not what she thinks. Plus we have a mission tomorrow, so I can’t have you getting sick on me now.”

“I’ll be fine, Gojo. Now go to sleep.”

“I run hot when I sleep, y’know. Let me be your personal heater.” You don’t have to see his face to know that he’s grinning.

“I refuse.”

“Well I refuse your refusal.”

You blink.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. Now c'mon,” He pats the spot next to him. “I’ll even make a wall in between us.”

You hear the bedsheets shuffle and you have to sit up to see that Gojo was stacking two pillows in the middle of the bed to prove his point. You’re nearly certain that the only thing you’ll be catching soon is a headache if you keep up with his antics. It was a tempting offer, one that you would surely accept if it wasn’t Gojo Satoru.

“Gojo, I—”

“...Please?” His voice is softer than you have ever heard it. It was unfair how Gojo was making it harder and harder to reject his offer.

A silent moment passes by.

“...Fine,” You reluctantly get up from your pathetic excuse of a futon. “But no funny business!” You warn him. 

You see Gojo perk up from the bed. He looks at you with expectant eyes, “You got it!” He gives you a thumbs up. 

Whatever. If Gojo knew what was best for him, he wouldn’t try anything. You take in a deep breath before turning to face the opposite direction of where Gojo laid. 

“Good night [Name],” You hear Gojo whisper. You sigh.

“Yeah, yeah, goodnight Gojo.”

Eyes closed, you pray a silent prayer that everything will be fine for the remainder of the mission.

— — — — — — — 

Ever since Gojo was young, his body has been used to getting little amounts of sleep. Unsurprisingly, that caused him to have a natural alarm. It was always annoying whenever he woke up at the crack of dawn on a day when he didn't need to, but luckily for him, today it proved to be a blessing. There was an unfamiliar warmth radiating onto his body. Satoru opens his eyes.

He thinks he feels all of his six eyes widen when he feels himself wrapped around another body.

There you were, in all your beauty, lying fast asleep. In his embrace. Soft snores were escaping your mouth and there were stray hairs in your face. Did he mention how beautiful you looked sleeping? He might have to ask Shoko about heart disease because of how fast his heart was beating.

Unfortunately for him, you also seemed to be drifting away from dreamland and back to reality. Your eyes flutter and your eyebrows furrow. Gojo takes this to his advantage and does the worst thing he can think of; pretend to be asleep.

When you wake up, your mind is still hazy from the good night’s rest you had gotten, but not hazy enough to realize that your body was tangled with another’s. And you’re pretty sure the pillow you had been laying on last night was not this hard. You try to delude yourself into believing that this is all a dream, but the effects of your sleep were fading.

It takes all the strength in you to summon the courage to open your eyes. To your horror, you were firmly wrapped in Gojo’s arms and your legs were intertwined.

“What the hell?” You pull yourself away from him. On the floor below the bed laid the two pillows that Gojo had set up as a makeshift wall. You stare at them utter shock.

“No, don’t go, I’ll freeze to death,” Gojo whines, miraculously waking up. You glare at him.

“Explain to me what just happened or I swear Gojo, I’m going to–” You try to threaten him, but you can’t seem to formulate anything.

Unlike you, Gojo looked unbothered by the sudden turn of events. He even looked pleased. There was a lopsided smile on his face as he sighed, “What can I say, I guess you subconsciously want me after all.” 

"I do not—"

“But if I had to guess, I’d say the room got too cold and we most likely cuddled for warmth unconsciously.” He shrugs it off like it was no big deal. You note that his hair is tousled from the night before.

You leave the warm bed you and Gojo had made. His theory was probably true, meaning it was neither of your faults. You purse your lips.

“I suppose that makes sense. I apologize for overreacting, I guess I was under the impression that we had done something lewd last night.” With that comment, you make your way to the bathroom to freshen up both your mind and body.

You don’t end up seeing how red Gojo’s face got. It was foreign to feel all the blood rising to his cheeks. He takes one of his hands to slap it over his eyes before chuckling to himself. Yeah, he definitely knows why he likes you. 

All of a sudden Gojo feels like he’s on top of the world. For you, it was just a moment of weakness.

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Extra notes:

gojo wished he and you got to go to the onsen together. 

gojo also regretted not taking a photo of you sleeping soundly in his arms. it would’ve been his new wallpaper. 

for the remainder of the trip, gojo was at an all time high, successfully locating and exorcising the curse in less than an hour.

[demaparbat-hp]

Water Half-Child

[junotter]

Part 1 of my modern avatar au, the fire nation

[1-8oo-wtfbro]

“the blue spirit? do u mean lee from the tea shop’s secret boyfriend? we see him coming in the window at the craziest times of night.”

“i wonder if his uncle knows”