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when you die, gojo is still in denial. they say there are five stages of grief, yet he still hasn't been past that first phase. he misses it a lot. your touch on his skin. the way you'd trace random lines on his thighs when you were so indulge in a book. and that sudden grip whenever you came across a thrilling part of it. he always chuckled at your sudden "whats" and "awws".
he misses how your voice would always get gentler when you spoke to him. your usual voice was a little loud but whenever you spoke to him, you'd be so sweet and calm.
he misses how you'd outshine anyone and everyone around you. even him. the strongest. your smile was brighter than the diamond on your engagement ring. but life is unfair, isn't it? he was so excited to turn you from his fiánce to his wife, only to find you dead and cold on the ground, the crimson blood filming the diamond, drenching it in itself.
but to this day, even after so many years, he still finds himself in denial when he accidentally (to what it seems like a hundredth accident) calls you his wife mid conversation with someone else. "oh my wife loves this...perfume," he says to the worker, his voice fading in the end when he realizes he was supposed to use past tense. "loved"
"why don't you gift it to her? i am sure she'll love it," the girl smiles. if only she knew.
but he buys it anyway. decorates it with pink ribbons and stuff, even when he knew you were not there to open it anymore. he comes home, sits in one dim light of the bedroom, unwrapping it. he sprays the perfume on one of your dress that he loved. your scent. god he misses it. the cerulean eyes mimic an ocean once again in the wait of his lover. a useless wait for you were never arriving on his door ever again.
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thinking about…
satoru as a husband ᡣ𐭩
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lazily, he slots himself on the couch, laying across the long piece of furniture, his feet dangling off the edge. he thought about how you would get upset that he dirtied the couch, but he would brush it off by telling you he’d buy you a whole new set.
just a minute.
he swore he closed his eyes for one second, only for 45 minutes to have passed by. when he had finally opened his eyes he remained on the couch, except you had weaseled your way to move his heavy head onto your lap, running your fingers through his snow-like hair.
“hi handsome” you smile down at him. he blinks and yawns. “i thought i heard the door open and when i finally came down to investigate here you are asleep” you giggle and slightly pinch his nose.
he crinkles it slightly and sends you a small smile. “ ‘m sorry baby, i could’ve sworn i closed my eyes for one second. but there’s nothing better than to wake up and see your pretty face” he reaches for the hand that's in his hair and lays gentle kisses from your wrist to your palm. internally you frowned, he looked exhausted and your heart ached a little when he winced from adjustung his head so he could look at you better. he worked so hard to provide, he worked so hard for you.
you smile brightly and place a kiss on his forehead, “you’re so sappy” and he chuckles, bringing your hand to cup his cheek.
“why don't we get you cleaned up, yeah?” he stares into your eyes, tender and warm but fatigue laced in his icy blue orbs, your gaze lingering on each other for just a second too long. he sighs and reluctantly gets up, leaving you and your warmth to make his way to the bathroom.
the tension in his muscles melts away when he feels the pelt of hot water grace his supple skin. he sighs, his head turned down with eyes close. he feels the ache in his body fade away until it resides as a slight ebb. it made him even more sleepy. after shampooing and lathering his body in soap, he turns the shower off, and steps in front of the steamy mirror.
he notices the growing dark under eye circles and slight stubble he's been neglecting recently. he notices the slight wrinkles that are growing prominent from the frequency of his frowning lately. he grimaces, turning around to flip off the light and closes the door.
his eyes are met with dim candle lights and incense burning, you're sitting prettily on your knees with a silky pink gown. “what's all this for pretty?” he feels his heart tightening, making his way towards you, his knees touching the edge of your bed.
“i wanted to do some skin care on you, you never take care of yourself toru” you look into his azure eyes as you pout.
how did he ever end up finding you.
he brings his hand to your face, gently thumbing your cheek, “i don’t focus on such frivolous things, i have to keep my girl safe and happy. you didn’t have to do all this for me baby.”
you stand up from the bed, grabbing both of satoru’s hands and speak to him, “i want to take care of you toru, you’re so good to me i need to return the gesture, it’s what my husband deserves.” he chuckles and brings his forehead to yours, “you don’t need to do anything for me. you don’t owe me anything either, everything i do for you is purely because i want to do it. all i do for you is the bare minimum, i should be doing more in fact!”
you pout again upset at how he discredits his actions. as if making you quit your job so you can stay at home stress free and spoiling you with love and thousand dollar shopping sprees is bare minimum. not to mention all the traveling you guys do when he spontaneously mentions that he’s taking you on vacation. “you do so much more than that and you know it. all i’m asking you for is to lay in bed and relax!” you shove his shoulder.
he finally flops on the bed with his hands behind his head, waiting for you to move. he wiggles his eyebrows at you which makes your eyes roll but makes you smile nonetheless.
“i like where this is going” he whistles at you as you straddle his lap, you lightly slap his arm. “get your mind out of the gutter. nothing is happening tonight just so we’re clear” he rolls his eyes and mumbles a ‘yeah yeah’.
you place a headband to hold his hair back and softly say, “okay close your eyes.” he complies, his white eyelashes fluttering shut. you carefully place 2 cool cucumbers on his eyes and he sighs. he feels like a puddle, your soft touch and home-like scent invading his senses sending him into a plane of euphoria. next you grab a clay mask and a brush, gently painting his face with the gray liquid.
“how’s it feel lovey?” he hums and sighs, leaning further into the fluffy feather filled pillows beneath his head. “feels wonderful baby” you giggle and continue putting on the mask. “okay toru, gonna leave that on for 15 minutes kay?” he nods but then his eyebrows furrow.
“what am i supposed to do?” he had never been able to take a moment and put everything on pause before, the thought of having to lay still and do nothing made him a bit antsy. after placing the container that held the liquid mask in, you turn to him, “just relax baby, would you like some water kind sir?” he hears the clink of glassware and the swish of water grow closer and he smiles.
gojo satoru had never ever been pampered. spoiled rotten maybe, but no one had ever taken care of him the way you are now. sure he was praised in the highest degree in the clan, and sure he was fawned over by a broad sea of girls, both young and old. but no one had ever cared about him so deeply that his well being was always a priority. he was amazed by the thought of you caring about him so much that you would go out of your way to take care of him in a way no one else had ever done. all he could think of at the moment was how incredibly kind your heart is and how he was so fortunate enough to have ever stumbled upon your life. he was so grateful that you let him into your life. he was so grateful for you.
“i would love some m’lady” you bring the straw to his puckered lips and he smiles.
after doing 2 face masks, eye patches, your own night time routine and plucking his eyebrows, satoru finally snuggled up to you, his face buried in your chest with his arms wrapped around your torso.
“thank you for taking care of me baby, you’re the best wife a man could have ever asked for” you giggle as he peppers kisses on your chest. “of course, i love loving you. it's so easy, like breathing.”
“i love being your husband. i love loving you.” you can hear the tiredness in his voice grow with each word he says. a couple seconds later his soft snores could be heard throughout the silence of your home.
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My toxic trait is knowing which community episode it is based of the outfits
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SASSY MAN APOCALYPSE (MHA EDITION)
summary: exposing some of the mha boys for the sassy niggas that they are 😒👎🏽
warnings: cursing, this whole headcanon is unserious so do not take me seriously LMAO
BAKUGOU KATSUKI
yea let’s get this out the way.
this man has a serious attitude problem, he just loves to argue and, more importantly, he loves to be right
“i said i’m done talking to you!”
“well i’m NOT done, so what?”
“talk to the hand, then.” then literally does 😒🫸🏽 in real life
did y’all see him walking in those jeans? yeah he’s a bad bitch in disguise.
and over text he’s literally unbearable
“girl bye”
“bitch pls”
“and did. tf?” (i hate him)
“you mad you got ate tf up.” (OUUUUU I HATE-)
if you’ve got an attitude or anger problems, you ma’am have met your match
he will have YOU saying “watch your attitude”
DENKI KAMINARI
now he’s the opposite
he’s sassy in a sense that he’s more on the feminine side
which is completely okay, and attractive tbh
…..however,
“ooouuu i ate that!”
“bitch, bye.”
“okay girl!”
he’s so.
this man is a comedian just for the facts he says things like that out of full seriousness
he also likes being petty, it’s so fun
he’s very keen on pet names you call him so if you hit him w a “bru” “bro” or “dude”
he’ll hit you right back w “girly pop” and “sis”
if you’ve seen this tiktok, denki literally does this. like unironically. on multiple occasions.
KEIGO TAKAMI
he needs to go to hell. like fr.
says “girl, boo” religiously
though there are few, any argument you have is completely unserious
like he’ll smack his lips, rolls his eyes, dramatically throw back his head n sigh, allat
you cannot take him seriously at all, ever.
“mmcht, what are you talkin ‘bout???”
“oh okay… OH okay, yeah. 🙄”
“alright, pipe down now.”
as a pro hero i like to think he cares a lot about his appearance and he wants to look good at all times (even though he does already)
he’ll ask you if he’s “serving cunt”
do not respond.
this man gets his nails done, gets fresh cuts every two weeks, gets facials, the whole thing every time
like sir WHAT do you need all that for 😒 who are you trynna impress???
and he’ll post on his instagram story with a bunch of selfies and videos of himself
which you slide up on and call him “ugly ass bitch”
he needs to be humbled
“who you trynna look good for?”
“hush you mad i look better than you.”
“OH?”
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so did anyone else know that its very difficult to judge how much cleavage you're showing at any given time because of how boobs slope downwards
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I deserve princess treatment 24/7 for the rest of my life
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i love the phrase "cruel and unusual." not only is what you're doing mean but it's also quite frankly fucking bizarre
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I hate work I should be at the (remembers I don't want to go to the club) the imagination
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take yourself on dates, treat yourself like your own best friend and do the hard things that you know will make you happier in the long run 🎀
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They should remove the age requirement for presidency. Its time for america to enter its despotic boy-king era
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