" And I Wondered Why I Even Bothered To Try. "

wilbur soot cuddle hcs♡ (GN!reader)

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oh buddy dont even get me STARTED.

• mans is an aggressive cuddler i guarantee you. but its because he loves you

• sometimes he likes to lay on your chest and look up at you like a cat, he even PURRS

• if you lay on top of him, he whispers stuff into your ear like "I love you" and "You're so cute" and you try to tell him to stop (purely because you get flustered from it), but he just whines and continues rambling

• oh and when you fall asleep while cuddling? he just watches you until he falls asleep too and tells you how cute you were while you were sleeping

• if your head is in reach of his, he nuzzles them together and kisses your cheek. he giggles when you kiss him back

• if its a movie night he brings you both popcorn and hot chocolate<3 he also makes sure the movie's wilbur-approved, which means that he's sure it ok for you to watch since your sensitive to some things

• when you have a bad day, he plays songs for you while you sit on his lap. he lets you play his guitar with him too

• if he's the one having a bad day, he tries to bottle it up, but you can always tell. he tips his head back onto your shoulder as you give him a shoulder massage, smiling when you tilt your head up to give him a kiss

• he misses you when you have work, so when you get back he immediately pushes you onto the couch and pounces onto you while yapping about how lonely he was

• when he comes into your room after streaming, he flops into the bed and demands to be held. if you refuse your number is being blocked and he wont give you kisses for the next week, but if you do he just happily sits there and fidgets with the hem of your clothes

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2025

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where was it? fear flooded gojos body. someone mustve taken it. his sweets would never ever leave him.

"who the hell ate my candy?!"

"your female biological caretaker of the human species."

...

"that isnt how you say 'yo mama', kuna."

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i find it really funny how proper sukuna is when he speaks sometimes -sunny☆

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A Rose By Any Other Name

fandom: Mouthwashing

characters: Curly x Paranoid!GN!Reader

warnings and summary: angst, depression, self-harm scars • you had no one to be there for you, so you wanted an escape, and thats the reason why you joined pony express. but now curlys here<3

title inspired by A Rose by Any Other Name... - Omori

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Captain Curly seemed intimidating at the start.

When you first met the crew, you were scared of Jimmy first. He stared at everyone like he was ready to fight the first person to say a word. Daisuke looked a bit too friendly. Swansea had the face of a drunk, angry stepfather. Anya seemed sweet but a little bit too nervous for your liking (you always thought that shy people had the most secrets). Curly had a smile on his face, but you were still timid.

The captain held his hand out to you. His lips twitched when you didn't take it, but he just ruffled your hair and grinned with a "Welcome, crewmate!"

You despised looking messy. Formality was key, your mother had taught you. Formality was all you had ever known.

He noticed the way you jolted to grab your phone and fix your hair with the help of the camera. He took a bag out of his suitcase and gave a brush that was inside it to you. Maybe he wasn't so bad- no. No. They were all going to be like everyone else who had ever spoken to you. You were set on that.

Your hands slowly took the brush. You nodded in thanks before you thoroughly combed your hair.

After three months on the ship, you settled down.

Daisuke was very affectionate around you, baking cakes for you randomly, which resulted in Jimmy scolding him for wasting supplies.

Swansea called you "kiddo" and patted your head often.

Jimmy rarely acknowledged you, but when he did he just nodded with the smallest smile (you knew he was trying).

Anya tended to your self-harm wounds a few times, you thanked her around fifty times each visit.

Curly was... a lot. He hugged you, made sure you slept and ate well, hooked his arm around yours when you felt nervous, and made you coffee. Occasionally he would let you sit on his cot with him and read comics together.

He saw how you shrinked in on yourself when the topic shifted to your life before the Tulpar.

"Oh... I, uhm.. It was okay."

Jimmy's brow furrowed, Daisuke was very confused, Anya frowned knowingly, Swansea sighed, Curly stared.

Everyone knew. Everyone was going to figure out. Curly spoke first.

"Eleborate on 'okay'? What was your childhood like?"

"Well, uh, I- I was raised good."

Swansea piped up next.

"Yeah? What were ya parents like, kiddo?"

"Mmh.. my mother was... formal... I never really talked to my father.."

Anya cleared her throat.

"Sweetheart, you need to open up eventually."

You looked down. Everybody was focused on you.

"Too much- I-"

"I'll be taking them for now. Resume with your activities, everyone."

A hand grabbed yours and gently gestured for you to get up.

A few minutes later, you were laying on your cot with Curly sitting by your side. His hand gently traced shapes on the back of yours.

"Are you okay now?"

You nodded.

"You don't have to talk, just so you know."

He gave you a caring smile, squeezing your hand twice.

"But if you ever need someone, captain knows best."

You smiled back at him.

In the morning, a yawn startles you awake.

Oh. Your. God.

Blonde hair erupted into your vision and blue eyes blinked down at you. Your eyes widened in return.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

You sputtered out sounds, frantically trying to grasp onto words. He chuckles at your struggling and shushes you with a press of his index finger to your lips.

"I suppose yes? That's good then. A captain must do his best make sure his crew is comfortable."

Then he winked at you. You felt heat and blood rush to your face.

"We could sleep in for a few more minutes, if you would like. The others haven't woken yet."

"...that'd be nice. Thank you."

It was nice. You finally felt like you belonged.

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2025

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okay but soft bf saiki?? kill me lovingly please

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Saiki really likes to hold your hands. It's his favorite. He also kisses them sometimes, just in case you haven't met your love quota for the day.

If you buy him coffee jelly be prepared to be smothered. Kisses everywhere and hands pinning you down so you can't counter him. You're too kind for this world, he believes. He will share the jelly with you too, either kissing you or just sharing the spoon with you. You deserve an award for being the best partner ever.

<3

Female reader: He likes stealing your bras when he visits. It gets you to come over more often.

"Hey, Ki. I'm missing another one."

"What a coincidence, I happen to be free today. Come over."

He likes brushing your hair too. Makes sure his love's hair is always perfect, not like it matters, but he knows you hate it when it's tangled.

<3

Male reader: Welp, those Hello Kitty boxers were the fifth pair of underwear you were missing this week. But you knew where they went.

"Ku, give 'em back."

"I have absolutely no idea what you mean."

"My boxers."

"Oh my. You caught me. Buy me coffee jelly and I'll give them back."

Beep. That prick.

He likes to get you Axe deodorant. He thinks it fits you. It makes you smell nice on you too, like it belonged there. (i totally dont wear axe deodorant irl... totally)

<3

You like manga? He gets you a new volume of the series your reading every week.

Photography? Gives you spots to take photos that you would think are 'so pretty, 'Suo!"

Video games? He likes Minecraft. He likes taming wolfs as your pets and placing your beds next to each other.

Movies? Watches one with you on the weekends when you visit. He likes it when you play with his hair during it.

Art? Gets you new supplies if you even bring up the fact that your pencils broke.

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its me again!! (i sound so pathetic)

i only discovered you like... an hour ago maybe but you deserve way more recognition!

it sucks that im the only one liking your posts, when i should be just another person in your notifications of over a thousand other people who follow you

but hey, we can be lonely together right?

sorry if i sound like an incel ;_;

Hey man, I’m glad you like what I post :)

I’ve only started this blog maybe a week or so ago? So I’m not too surprised that I don’t have a ton of notifs but seeing your likes this morning was definitely nice.

Cheers to being lonely together mate

sugubear<3 (10:18 AM)

my plan is to leave the sorcerery world behind, start a cult, and kill all non-sorcerers

satoru🩵 (10:21 AM)

whar

sugubear<3 (10:21 AM)

meet me at kfc

satoru🩵 (10:23 AM)

ohhh ok :3

You're Perfectly Perfect For Me

fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

characters: Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto

warnings: angst (to comfort), hinted depression?? maybe idk, mentons of past hallucinations, panic attacks, insomnia, lonely gojo, fluff at the end!<3

title inspired by IFHY - Tyler, the Creator

Satoru Gojo was tired.

No, tired was an understatement.

Satoru Gojo was completely exhausted.

It had been four years since Suguru left. Satoru knew it was wrong to still love the man that massacred an entire village, yet he found himself craving the affection he used to receive from the raven-haired man. He cried at night, holding onto whatever article of clothing Suguru let him 'borrow' (Satoru refused to give them back) and trying to inhale whatever scent was still there. Tonight was no different. Droplets of water splayed across Satoru's pale face, a sweatshirt held tight to his chest that had Suguru's name on the tag, and the sobbing of the strongest man could be heard from a mile away.

How was he strong if he cried this much?

He felt weak under Suguru Geto's influence.

-

"Satoru," and the honored one's lip trembled. "Let me help you."

February was Satoru's favorite month. He liked how alive everything looked, and the name itself sounded pretty to him. But what he wouldn't admit was that the true reason he loved it was because it was Suguru's birth month.

"I'm fine. I'm the strongest, remember?"

The ravenette sighed.

"You're upset. Don't lie to me, Gojo."

And for a second, Gojo wasn't the strongest.

"We're back to a last name basis, huh? Silly Sugu~ I don't know what I'm gonna do with ya!"

February 2. That was the day before Suguru's birthday. The day they had this conversation.

"Stop acting like everything is sunshine and rainbows. Talk to me, Gojo. That's all I need."

Satoru changed his favorite month later that day.

-

It was Wednesday, which meant Satoru had to go shopping.

He despised shopping, there always were too many people.

(But he couldn't pretend that he doesn't love the attention he gets from every woman around him.)

As he lazily pushed around a cart that was filled mostly with stuff he didn't need, he stopped.

A firm grip on his shoulder shocked him.

"Satoru."

Oh, how he hated that he knew that voice.

-

"Satoru, slow down. You're gonna get a brain freeze."

The boy in question simply laughed.

"Don't worry, Suguru! I'm the strongest!~ A little brain freeze isn't gonna- oh-"

Satoru wrapped his hands around his head in pain, slamming his face onto the table they were sitting at.

"Ow! Ngh- Suguru! Make it stooooppp!"

"..dumbass..."

A second later, the teen with silver hair was wrapped in the younger's arms. The shorter whispered sweet nothings and reassurances into the taller's ear.

Satoru loved his best friend's voice. If this wasn't heaven, he wasn't sure what was.

-

"Geto."

Saying the man's name made Satoru feel miserable.

A wound he tried so hard to close had re-opened.

"Geto, you... No."

Suguru- if it even was him- tilted his head.

"Satoru, it's me."

"Don't call me that."

The cursed user's eyes widened. His hand backed away from the shoulder it rested on.

"Y-You're not real," tears escape from Satoru's beautiful eyes. "You're just another fuckin' hallucination."

"I'm real, Sato- Gojo."

"No. I'm tired of this."

The younger one's breaths were noticably getting heavier. Suguru knew what was happening all too well

"Gojo, let me help you calm down."

"Don't come near me."

"I'm not taking no as an answer."

Before Satoru could move, Suguru hooked his arms underneath him and held him firmly to his chest.

"Breathe for me, Satoru."

-

It had been a month since they had reunited.

Suguru tried his best to be there for his past friend, though it felt foreign to both him and Satoru.

He hated how Satoru first flinched whenever he touched him, he always looked ready to burst into tears as well.

But Satoru got used to it, eventually, and found himself leaning into Suguru's warmth.

-

"Good morning, Satoru."

A soft groan erupted from the boy who had been woken up.

"...mornin', Sugu...."

Purple eyes closed as a certain sorcerer shoved his face into the smaller's chest. It no longer was uncomfortable or weird to them.

It felt like home.

And Suguru would be staying home forever, he decided.

-

"Sato? Baby?"

Suguru frowned at the empty mattress that sat neatly before him.

A small giggle could be heard.

Suguru shook his head disapprovingly.

"Satoru, I will choke you if you are hiding under the bed again."

Another giggle. Suguru swept down onto the floor, looking under their shared bed. No sign of his best fri- lover.

Oh, right. I forgot to mention that they got together.

Suguru frowned.

"Sato- ah!-"

Two bodies thud against the floor.

"Gotcha!~"

Suguru gets attacked with kisses and pecks on the face, causing a protest himself.

"Satoru, stop! Where the hell were you even hiding?!"

"In the closet, hehe~ And I'm afraid I won't stop!"

This continues for a few more minutes before the Limitless user gets tired. Suguru pats his head with a small smile plastered on his face.

"You scare me when you hide like that. It makes me think you're the one leaving this time."

"Whaaaaatt? How could I ever leave my Sugu boo?"

"Please don't call me that."

"Ugh, fine."

And they stayed like that for a long time, making up time they lost so many years ago.

"Satoru-"

"Suguru-"

"-I think you're perfect for me."

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Road Trip

fluffy short fic!

fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen

characters: Suguru Geto and Satoru Gojo

warnings: none!

"Oi, Suguru. How much longer?"

"A few more hours."

"How many?"

"My phone says three."

"Ughh! Fine..."

"You're gonna throw up if you keep eating those gummy bears, Satoru. I know about your car sickness."

"So boring. I might just die if you keep boring me."

A hand pats Gojo's head.

"I love you, my whiny baby."

"Hey! I'm not whiny!"

"Mhm..."

A hand pats Suguru's head in return.

"I love you too, my little ball swallower~"

"Please keep it PG."

"Huh?! Er- you know what I meant!"

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