GROUP 4

Duos giving traumatised x ✨️traumatised✨️

It is inherently fun and sexy to say statements that swap the traditional genders of pronouns and terms mid-statement, such as: "I'm going to make him my wife" "She's my boyfriend" "Who says a guy can't be a pretty princess?" "That girl's the coolest dude I've ever met" "She's a madman who has to be stopped" "It's not his fault he's a material girl" Gender is a set of watercolors and the prettiest shades come from mixing the paints together.

I WANNA WREAK HAVOC!! I WANNA START A DUMB ASS PUNK BAND WERE WE DONT KNOW HOW TO PLAY ANY INSTRUMENTS! I WANNA PUNCH TERFS AND NAZIS AAAAAH

guys.. touch-starved!gojo… touch-starved!gojo…..

touch-starved!gojo with slight sensory issues after a long life adapted to his infinity being on almost all the time

touch-starved!gojo who shudders every time he feels the brush of your fingers against any exposed skin of his, who feels goosebumps rise on the back of his neck whenever you give him a hug (he hopes you can’t feel the way his heart starts racing, either)

touch-starved!gojo who needs a little bit of time to get used to your physical affection. he loves it, oh he loves it so much, but it makes his heart beat so so fast and his hands get clammy, the deep red blush on his face goes from the tips of his ears all the way down to his collarbone, he starts stuttering and, like — he’s satoru gojo… he doesn’t stutter but when you squeeze his arm in an affectionate gesture or even something little like poking his cheek or booping his nose it gets this reaction out of him that he isn’t used to, it’s almost overwhelming

touch-starved!gojo who, once used to your touch, craves it all the time. he’s about as clingy as a cat that just has to be sitting on or around you all the time every time you sit down, nudging his head under the palm of your hand to encourage you to stroke his hair, grabbing your wrist and putting your hand anywhere on his body: sometimes he brings it up to his face so you can cup his cheek or he’ll put it on his head so you can tangle your fingers in his hair. also likes to intertwine his fingers with your own and hold them close to his chest, right above his heart, or maybe even hold your hand on his lap whenever he sits down next to you

touch-starved!gojo who slowly and surely opens up to your affection and realizes just how badly he’d been craving this kinda closeness with somebody. he feels a literal ache in his chest when you’re both in the same room and he’s not hugging you, he feels like he has to be attached at the hip with you or else he’ll just die

touch-starved!gojo who is oh so vocal when you’re doing more intimate stuff in the privacy of your (or his) bedroom. it just feels so good to be completely full of the sensation of being with you, of getting to hold you, of being held. he would live in your skin if you’d let him, he wraps his arms tightly around you and if he’s not kissing your breath away he’s burying his face in the crook of your neck and letting your name slip out in between soft pants. even after you’re both done he’s falling asleep with his arms and legs wrapped all around you like a giant koala

. . . ⇢ masterlist

Cat!Sashisu offer the boop

oh and btw the love was there and it changed everything. if u even care

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

three valentine's days

< Valentine's Days during three different eras of Gojo's life. >

tags: satosugu, fluff, light angst, language of flowers, mutual pining, canon compliant, very short ficlet

warnings: referenced canonical character death

word count: 995 words

a/n: i wrote this fic last year for v-day, and it's that time again, so i thought i'd post it on tumblr 🩷

Soft! Satosugu headcanons are my kryptonite.

Geto is normally so reserved about showing public affection but sometimes he relents. When there's no one else on the train and Gojo rests his head on his shoulder he lets their hands rest together and interlocks their fingers, always marvelling at how long Satoru's fingers are. He closes his eyes taking a moment to rest until Gojo has to ruin it by turning to look up at him stuck out tongue and shit eating grin.

"Aw Suguruuu you do like me!" It always earns a shove as Satoru uses their hand hold to pull him closer in and make kissy noises at him.

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When they play video games late at night and do their snack run Gojo always slings his arm around Geto's shoulder like it's second nature to him. It always makes Geto drop the volume of soft drinks and chocolate bars they've nabbed from the vending machines and Gojo never offers to carry them. He declares he can't carry them as he has no hands and Geto turns to see Gojo has pulled his arms into his t-shirt. He can't stay mad at him when he's so dumb, so ridiculous all the time. But he at least starts chucking the chocolate bars at him despite knowing they will bounce off his infinity.