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It's brine š it's gruel š you can say that we are slopping but you know the truth š
The headlines and anecdotes being shared about Tesla dealerships and cyber trucks getting wrecked and vandalized are all very enjoyable and revitalizing.
If you want to repost this one anywhere, feel free! Credit me where and when you can, but it's all good even if you can't.
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ᔣš© content ā fan!gojo x pop-princess!reader. fluff, gojo's kind of a freakk :P
fan!gojo is, delicately put, obsessed. his penthouse apartment? a whole room dedicated to your discography, limited edition vinyls glowing under soft led lights, and walls plastered with every magazine cover you've ever graced. his credit card? permanently swiped for your latest merch drops, holographic posters, and plushie keychains.
fan!gojo who hears about the meet-and-greet raffle from your instagram (he's the first to like the post). panic sets in. a raffle? random chance? this is an affront to his meticulously planned life. no amount of money can guarantee a win.
fan!gojo who has to beg for this stranger on reddit to give them their tickets to him. he lost a little over a million dollars (yeah, okay, in hindsight, that wasn't financially smart ā but, this was the opportunity of a lifetime).
fan!gojo who ends up bringing geto with him, since he doesn't want the other ticket to go to waste. out of geto, of all people, he's not sure. geto, the heavy-metal aficionado. their music tastes' are worlds apart, but gojo's doing his best friend a favor.
fan!gojo who spends hours picking out his outfit, to which geto snorts, "it's not like you're going on a fucking date with her."
fan!gojo who huffs, dramatically crossing his arms. "we're taking pictures."
fan!gojo who ends up bring all of your vinyls to the meet-and-greet. every single one. "what?" he asked geto, who was giving him a funny look. "i couldn't decide. they're all amazing."
fan!gojo who's practically bouncing off the walls, when the security guard tells him it'll be their turn, soon. will he be okay? does he look okay? wait, does he smell okay?
fan!gojo who's shoving his to-be-signed merch into geto's hands, cracking his knuckles. after a moment, he snatches them back, hissing, "don't do anything embarrassing, okay?"
"...says the one bringing a whole ass record store."
fan!gojo who is freaking out when he lays his eyes on you. in person. even geto, who's never seen him flustered over a girl, can't help but snicker.
fan!gojo who thinks your voice is even sweeter in real life, if that's possible. you smile, a soft greeting leaving your lips. all he can do is stutter a response. (yes, geto is filming.)
fan!gojo can't tear his eyes off you. you're dolled up in the prettiest shade of pink, and you look gorgeous. your hair rests in soft curls, styled to perfection. though, he'd pop a boner if you showed up with bed-head.
fan!gojo who gets all his merch signed by you, as he grins boyishly, a warm pinking dusting his cheeks.
fan!gojo who musters out the courage to blurt; "i love you! yā your music, i mean," stuttering over his attempted amends. too much courage, it seems.
fan!gojo who practically sighs in relief when you laugh. "yeah?" you ask, handing him his items.
"yeah," fan!gojo says, breathy. "huge fan."
you tilt your head at him, thoughtful eyes. "i can tell." fan!gojo's cute, you think. as they're heading out, you stop him, watching his brows knit in confusion.
"we can take a picture, just us," you suggest. "if you'd like."
if fan!gojo would like? fuck, yeah, he would.
fan!gojo who's beaming, waiting for the click of the camera, when you catch him off-guard ā pressing a kiss to his cheek.
fan!gojo who's eyes widen, and he's sure that photo came out odd on his end, but god, he'll keep it forever.
fan!gojo who thinks his life can't get any better, but you're sliding off your bejeweled, pink bracelet and slipping it on his wrist. eyes twinkling, you wave him out.
it's not until he gets home, placing his merch back where it belongs (on what normal people would call a shrine, but fan!gojo prefers the term collection), that he notices something on his vinyl, not just a signature.
it's your number, with, right below it; for my biggest fan.
fan!gojo who's breath hitches. he's won.
cw: fluff, established relationship, secret marriage, modern au, celebrity au, secret relationship trope, gojo is a lovesick devoted husband, also he's japan's it boy, gender-neutral reader, all characters are 18+, SFW
The media loved to paint Gojo Satoru as some sort of playboyāa cheater, a walking scandal. Headlines with his name and posters of his face were plastered across the entire country, and not a single soul was spared from the rumors of his so-called scandalous rendezvous.
And it wasnāt until the media saw youā officially saw youāstepping out of the sleek black car, with that big fucking rock on your finger glistening under the camera lights, and him, Gojo Satoru, holding the door open for you with that sweet, love-sick smile painted on his lips did they finally realize.
"Oh."
Gojo Satoru was anything but a playboy.
And soon, every magazine, every article, every billboard, and every podcast was talking about himāGojo Satoruāthe loving, doting husband, he is.
A man completely at your mercyāat your every beck and call. With a single flutter of your pretty lashes, to every giggle that spilled from your painted lips, to the very twitch of your nose and scrunch of your brow, he was yours.
At every sigh of boredom leaving your kissable lips during stuffy social events, he was yours. Slender fingers trailing down the curve of your waist as he reaches for your hand, fingers tangling with yours as he gently squeezes your hand in reassurance.
Hell, even your breathājust the sound of itāwas enough to have him running to your side like the devoted husband he is.
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does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
Happiness Will Come To You.
contents: language, commitment issues, argument w/ choso, āgingivitis gumsā, gun mention. -> canāt seem to make you mine āŖ
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bulletin board, check after every chapter!
no there will not be cheating in this fic
unintentionally used āgodā 3 times in the same sequence and there are weirdly religious themes in this but whatever
tiktok submitted by vivi for the collection of omdb coded media
stsg rewatches deadpool and wolverine every month as a silly tradition and satoru thinks heās ryan gosling in the same way the average white male thinks heās spiderman (Iām spiderman)
gamer suguru is still ingrained in my brain from this fic. planning a brotherās best friend series but thatāll probably be later this year and not anytime soon
choso isnāt gone for good. also! I used his twitter profile as more of a character reveal he probably wonāt be tweeting anything
Iāll see if I can make the chapters longer as we go but I donāt have enough plot out for that yet & I donāt wanna overwhelm
my soulmate is somewhere in the shoko x reader tag rn..
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oh no, my jelly donut has been stabbed!! 23 times!!!
wow, what a cute jelly donut! i think i'll name him caesar.
wow, what a cute jelly donut! i think i'll name him caesar.
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me, trying to explain the ides of march to my friends and family:
I'm Australian but nonetheless if the Ides of March passes and nothing happens I will be extremely disappointed
Cut some delicious pie for yourself! Oh, and keep the knife. You're gonna need it soon.
I love that nearly the entire user base of tumblr is going to stab 1 man. Guys thereās nothing left ššš
Weāre really having a holiday alignment this weekend. Purim, Holi, and Pi Day are all today. And then tomorrow we have the Ides of March. And on Monday is St. Patrickās Day. And pretty much this entire month is Ramadan.
I like to have a chain for every occasion
so of course I MUST have one ready for tumblr's favourite holiday ~
I'm not working tomorrow morning, so fuck it. Reblog this post if you want a knife in your inbox on the Ides of March
hey guys! just wanted to let you know that I woke up this morning with the feeling that today is gonna be a great day. in fact, I think im gonna go ask brutus if he wants to go out tomorrow! its been a little bit since we've had some good quality time and a heart-to-heart.