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sugaaz · 1 year

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@animangacreators challenge 3 ★ alphabet challenge [7/26] G: Gojo Satoru

#jjkedit #hyeahjujutsu #anisource #fyanimegifs #shounenedit #animangaboys #jujutsu kaisen #*mz:mine #amc challenges #amcalphabet #ch: gojo satoru #am: jujutsu kaisen

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reddriot · 1 year

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jujutsu kaisen ✧ season one episode fourteen

a (sort of) serious conversation between utahime and satoru

#jujutsu kaisen #jjkedit #jjkdaily #gojo satoru #iori utahime #dailyjjk #dailyanime #anisource #fymanganime #my edits #my edits: gif #usergojoana #useraki #userdabiluna #type: gif #type: anime #anime: jujutsu kaisen #ch: gojo satoru #ch: iori utahime

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mossmurdock · 7 months

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ohhh i want to write a fic about gojo being an angel soooo bad. him and his stupidely perfect wings, how his halo isnt even the prettiest thing about him, how hes off putting in that way that has you trusting him anyway. its inhumane how soft his hair looks and how long his lashes are and when you stare at him for even a quarter more of a second than whats appropriate, he sees it; he sees everything. and he wont let you forget that, makes sure that you know he can feel the linger of your stare on his hands and neck and waist. its not where angels are exactly meant to be looking, and its absurdly hypocritical of him to be reminding you so often.

he knows you worship him a little more than you should, a lot more than whats acceptable.

#WHERE did this come from #i honestly cannot tell you #hes infesting my brain i think #might write smth for this but for now it just a little thought #ch: gojo satoru #jjk x reader #gojo x reader

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levithestripper · 4 months

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yk i think i can watch gojo do his lil dance in the s1 ending theme forever tbh

#jack likes to talk #jack watches: jujutsu kaisen #ch: gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen

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sorrowmarked · 1 year

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NETFLIX’S DAREDEVIL | STARTERS

don’t ask me that. please. -- @fableofaesop (satoshoko)

What happened seemed like ... perhaps the most natural thing to ask him after she had called him to give him Suguru's location. Except maybe she should know, right? Maybe she didn't need to be told what happened, because it was obvious wasn't it? Shoko opened her mouth to ask what now? But ... she didn't think he'd want to answer that either.

She reached over instead, one hand reaching for him to pull him over into a hug. If he'd let her. "It's okay, I get it," she whispers.

#fableofaesop #ch: gojo satoru #muse: shoko ieiri

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scintillate-stars · 8 months

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“did you mean for this to happen?” (from gojo)

"did you..." prompts

"Yes," she confirmed. “Is it surprising?” she asks back, with a satisfied smile.

Amidst a sparring session, she had launched one of her newly polished moves, the one being talked about; Nova burst.

As Gojo had insisted on wanting to test the limits of his ‘infinity’ Akemi too, gave her best shot, mustering up all of her celestial energy, focusing it into a tiny sphere resembling the size of a pea and then launching it at her senior. The sphere increased in size rapidly as it neared the young man-- Her nova burst resembled Gojo's hollow purple, while hollow purple was made of pure cursed energy, her nova burst to be celestial.

A hollow path left its mark on the training ground, and for goodness's sake, Gojo was able to deflect the attack. However, the impact on the surroundings remained.

The surprise on her senior’s face was worth it. It feels like an achievement.

#👁️-i-see-you #🥀-fleeting-memories #ch: Gojo Satoru #i hope it's okay i decided on the high school verse!#this prompt was challenging! thank you!#made me think what could bring that reaction out of him #and i narrowed it down to a spar lol #inspired by the fun fact that gojo asked mei-mei to attack him with the bird strike

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gojoidyll · 3 months

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Imagine...

That your cursed technique allows you to create an invisible and indestructible shield around your whole entire body and can even create the same shield for your allies.

And teen!Gojo always (always) has a comment to say about said technique.

"Please, my infinity is far stronger than your flimsy shield."

For years he's been saying this even as you have proven that your cursed technique could protect anyone. Even Riko and Geto. Even Nanami and Haibara.

Even when Gojo is fighting Sukuna, the two in a heated battle where only one could win while the other dies.

Adult!Gojo was strong there was no doubt about that, but still. You couldn't stop yourself from lifting up your hand. Your entire focus on Gojo as you activated your cursed technique.

"What the-"

Sukuna snapped his gaze towards you. His final attack towards the strongest having been neutralized and the King of Curses could only find himself smirking at you, "I knew I should of figured out a way to kill you before I took out Gojo."

All the while Gojo was still breathing. His hands coming down to lay at his stomach. His upper and bottom half still attached. Sukuna's attack was so fast. Gojo was sure it would have killed him, his infinity wouldn't have been able to stop it, and yet...

Your shield was able to withstand such a force.

#jjk ch 236 spoilers #jjk 236 spoilers #jjk 236 #jjk #jujutsu kaisen satoru #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojou satoru x reader #satoru gojo #jjk gojo #gojo x reader #bully gojo

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hanasnx · 9 days

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b.....baby daddy...... baby daddy gojo.....

“ARE WE DATIN’? ARE WE FUCKIN’? ARE WE SOMETHIN’ IN BETWEEN THAT?” — satoru gojo.

BABY DADDY!SATORU GOJO has a severe lack of boundaries, but in his defense he’s always been like that. Before the pregnancy, before you found out the news, before you were dating him, it’s all the same. He doesn’t see the need for it and there are times—especially now—when it’s simply inappropriate in the highest form.

“You ready to go, kiddo?” he asks, perky with a big grin as he eyes his son through his eye wrappings. The boy nods determinedly, bounding away while his backpack that’s too big for him weighs him down. For a second, he watches him run off to spend the weekend with his dad, and you observe him do it with a comfortable smile on your face.

He catches you, but instead of teasing you about it, he shoves a thumb over his shoulder. “Can’t believe that came outta you.” he jokes, and you nod along, aware to just go with his little quips until he decides to leave. “You look great.” He gestures to your form, head-to-toe, and you roll your eyes at his attempt to flatter you like the other moms do. How they dote on you to tell you you’re so lucky that you’re back to your old body after a baby. Some change permanently. “You been working out? Seriously.” he continues on, and you catch him when he slots into you, wrapping arms around each other in a familiar side-hug. His hand feels big on your back as he strokes it.

“Oh, Satoru, stop it.” you respond, devoid of conviction. It’s been years since your son was born, and it’s been a while since you and Satoru had to part ways, yet he talks to you like nothing’s occurred. Like you’re still friends, like you’re still lovers. He squeezes you and you playfully push him off. “Now get outta here, he’s practically bouncing off the walls to spend time at Dad’s.” You gesture to your son, who trips in his excitement, only to pick himself up just as quickly to keep running aimlessly.

“Would’ja look at that. Tough kid, just like his momma.” Satoru muses, and you scoff through your nose as he faces you, sticking his tongue between his teeth. “You got a goodbye kiss for Daddy?”

You sigh, resolved, and roll your eyes again. He’s so full of it. You concede anyway, innocently offering your lips to him.

You should’ve remembered that when Satoru gets an inch, he takes a mile, leaning down to meet your gift with pliant lips. At first, it’s chaste as expected, but he tilts his head. That arm around you traps you against him, and you make a noise of distress when he parts your lips with his, slipping his tongue in. It’s not supposed to go that far, yet he continues, slithering his tongue over yours like he’s done a thousand times before, and the sicko actually sends a pleasurable tingle down your spine. Gathering your bearings, arching away from him, you shove at his chest, freeing yourself. “Satoru!” you chide, and he snickers at you. You’ve kissed him hello and goodbye before, completely respectful and quick. Pecks, really. This was a full-blown french, and you eye him incredulously.

“Is Mommy and Daddy getting back together?” the slurred words of your son can be heard, and the two of you face him as he peers at you two with wide eyes.

“Look what you did! You confused him.” you admonish in a hushed tone, hitting the chuckling Satoru as he downs the steps of your front door to join his son. “Make sure to explain yourself to him, Satoru.” you iterate, shifting your weight to your hip as your cross your arms.

“I will.” he replies in a tune, gesturing vaguely over his shoulder. He idles a second, side-eyeing you over that shoulder slyly. “Mommy.” Your narrow your eyes at him with a shake of your head, but he merely continues on. “See you Monday~!” he adds in a much more lighthearted tone.

Monday couldn’t come fast enough but you didn’t know that after Satoru dropped your son off at school, he was gonna pay a little visit to you. You especially didn’t know what that visit entailed, you didn’t know you’d jump at the opportunity to scold him for the stunt he pulled, only to jump at the chance to get more. Things are hard lately, it’s lonely being a single-mom. Even though Satoru’s involved as he can be, it’s not like you get time for a dating life. He’d shown clear interest in you a couple days ago, shoving his tongue back in your mouth where it hasn’t been for months, now he’s shoving his cock where it hasn’t been for the same.

“Actin’ like you missed Daddy.” he remarks with that self-satisfied grin you wish you could smack off. He’s fucking with you while he screws you for real, that cock you miss so much hollowing out your insides.

“Cut the shit, Satoru, and just fuck me already.” you demand, fisting the covers to your bed as he’s got you on all fours.

“Hey, I’ve been thinking.” he replies, a leisured pace to his hips as his hands clutch the plush of your hips. To rush him, you back up on him until the sounds of skin on skin fill the room. He doesn’t wait for you to answer him. “Why not make another one?”

“Sato, quit playing around—“

“No, I mean it.” he insists, that signature grin stretching onto his features as his hands clamp down on your flesh. He inclines forward, driving into you at a reckless pace that causes a choked sound to emit from your throat. “C’mon, think about it.” he says just as your brain begins to fog from a fat cock shoving its way through your pussy. “We could make another one. We make such cute kids together, you know?” Your spine’s arch is so low it aches as his strength overpowers you, squeezing your eyes shut while he fucks you hard. “We’d be doin’ the world a favor. ‘Sides, you’ll look cute again all filled up with my cum.”

You whine, burying your face in the mattress as you claw the sheets. The pain and pleasure between your legs makes a mess, dripping down your thighs as he hits it from the back.

“Tits all swollen with milk. You remember when I drained some of it for you?” The memory bubbles up mixed emotions within you, sighing into the covers. “Drank it all, ran down my chin, they were so sensitive, always making little noises while I sucked on your nipples. Don’t be shy, baby, I know you liked it.”

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innaillus · 7 months

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I'd be surprised if this was truly "it". And even though things are looking dire for the "good guys", I'm not sure the villains will win. If there can even be a winner here at all.

...however, as someone who is usually into the villains/underdogs, and has experienced secondhand defeat and humiliation time and time again - please let me enjoy this moment.

I'd prefer if JJK had a happy ending with the power of friendship, but ch236 made me fall for my all time favourite once more. Is there anything more I could ask for?

...and then ch237 happened which was the last nail in my coffin.

I started with the zoomed out piece. Despite having painted composition sketches, I only realised it halfway that it's difficult to understand what is going on, so I made a closeup from scratch. I shouldn't have forced it, it didn't turn out the way I wanted. Then the next chapter leaks made it look irrelevant...

Now I'm burnt out and have an art block. Please bear with me while the situation gets unfucked somehow.

:')

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sukuna #gojo satoru #jjk ch 236

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semi-blogz · 1 month

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𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐩𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ➪

Warnings:SUGGESTIVE IF YOU ARE NOT 17+ DONT READ THIS

This is a fem reader

Includes:Gojo,Nanami,Toji,Choso,Geto,Sukuna

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sugurugayto · 7 months

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gojo imagining suguru being there and supporting him during his fight with sukuna..... oh i feel ill

#GEGE WHEN I CATCH YOU #jjk spoilers #jjk ch 236 #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #gojo satoru #satosugu

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sugaaz · 11 months

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GOJO SATORU Happy Birthday Kay @kyaa-a

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waterinz · 26 days

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jjk men and their fav position

parings: s. gojo, s. geto, k. nanami, k. choso, f. toji, r sukuna.

warnings: smut, named positions, choking (sukuna), dacryphilia (toji and sukuna), pet names, praising (nanami, geto, gojo choso).

A/N: someone request something, PLEASE 🙏🙏

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Satoru Gojo: 100% mating press

His sinister grin was the only thing apart of your blurred vision, the position, the friction, the pace, it would’ve been damn near impossible to not fall in love with the way he fucked you, if y’all hadn’t already been dating. The amount of will he has over your body is crazy in that position, him being vocal as hell doesn’t help but god… it’s hot as fuck, him moaning whimpering or saying some vile shit in your ears like “fuck-.. if she doesn’t stop sucking me in like this, i might come a-already.”, “such a good girl” and other dirty things…

Suguru Geto: Spooning

As someone that’s always tired, this is perfect for him. Just being able to slide it in as y’all are laying down is the most ideal thing for him. Geto is a simple man that takes sex as a way to relax, relieve stress and relax the tension in your muscles.. but even with all those benefits and a girlfriend that he nicknamed “Jack-rabbit” simply because she couldn’t go a week without some kind of fucking. But one day he wanted to try something different. He laid on his side, you infront of him, grinding on you. This position gave him free access of your ass, tits, neck, and pretty much the rest of your body too.

Kento Nanami: Cowgirl/ Reverse Cowgirl

Now we know this old man is OLD fashioned as hell, probably alive during the BC and CE era, but one thing about him was.. he loved to fuck aswell. He loved the sight of his dick sliding in and out of that cunt while also seeing that white ring of cum being formed.

Kamo Choso: 69

He def seems like the type to not want to take control or advantage of you but still wanting a way to please you, so if there’s a way he can be pleased, AND please you? He’s down for it. Choso is probably really skilled at eating the box :3. Kissin it, small soft bites, licking anything that leaks out. :3

Toji Fushiguro: Full Nelson (especially infront of a mirror.)

Toji seems like the type to manhandle you. Folding and contorting your body past it’s limits, fucking you in unspeakable positions you can hardly manage. That shit eating grin, visibly displayed in the mirror. Choking you too, I mean it’s easy access. He manhandles you to your wits end and at this point, its painful as fuck, but hot ad fuck too. And your tears visible in the mirror too makes it so much better, well atleast to him…

Sukuna Ryomen: Missonary

Now sukuna doesn’t have a favorite position, he thinks every position that allows him to restrain you is perfect. But if he had to pick just ONE, it’d be missionary. Just being able to watch your face contort into expressions is literally heaven to him, and do not get me starteddddd on if he was in the big boy form. Easy access kissing, being able to fully restrain you under his touch and weight. His smirk that is displayed on his face could make you tremble just at the sight. And your tears visible? Yeah he would go all outttt…

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#waterinzwork🦈#geto smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji smut #jjk smut #gojo satoru #gojo smut #geto suguru #nanami kento #nanami smut #choso kamo #choso smut #toji fushiguro #ryomen sukuna #sukuna smut #kamo ch

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mossmurdock · 9 months

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TWO IS NEVER A CROWD

✿ ao3 ✿

prince!gojo/stable hand!reader

summary: Prince Gojo, soon to be crowned King, spends his evening in the soft comfort of the stables to visit his favorite stable hand. Though he has fleetingly escaped his royal duties, he's once again forced to face his true feelings and urges when with you.

tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Reader is a Stable Hand, Complicated Relationships, Idiots in Love, Gojo Satoru is Bad at Feelings, but so is the reader, even though they seem like they aren't, touch as a love language

notes: thank you so much for reading! this was something that wormed its way into my head and i couldnt rest until it was typed out lmao, i had lots of fun with it.

You hand Satoru moments of silence when no one else can. Most would think a prince like him was never the sort to search for this type of thing. Silence was something unknown to his crowds unless he called for it with the wave of his hand; he kept other princes, councils, and even kings on their toes during any sort of royal congregation with his wit, knowledge, and ill placed taunts. In a crowd with Gojo Satoru, there is never silence.

But you are far from a crowd.

The silence you grant him is nothing like the charged energy of a hushed room, it’s full, almost suffocating, and yet comfortable enough to not smother him. In the quiet of it all, the two of you exchange quick looks, touches, and grins.

There’s this aura around the stables you work in that engulfs Satoru each time he steps into them, like every single thought he’s had is one of your own. You never hide that you hang onto his words and absorb his ideas. After one of his very long talks you will hum after finishing one of your tasks—that he did not lift a finger to aid in—and will tell him something about your own day in return: that one of the horses has unfortunately fallen ill, that another nearly kicked you during grooming, or that your mother has thankfully gathered enough money to retire from working because you’re finally healthy enough to work consistently.

This, to most, might seem like an odd exchange between royalty and non-royalty, but Satoru doesn’t think he could handle asking for more without making a fool of himself. He’s content with tucking your days away into his sleeve and carrying them with him when the two of you are apart.

When he walks toward the stables, the sweltering heat of the evening hits him all at once. He isn’t surprised to see you still hard at work with tending. He would be lying if he said the shine of the sun and sweat on your skin wasn’t something he caught himself lingering on every now and then. Each look feels a little more scandalous than the last.

He’s made up for the sin with another by never stopping himself from wiping hay off your shoulders or cheek. The collected look on your face falls each time he does, and your nose flares when you move to step away, like he’s forced you to catch your breath. It’s the only form of teasing that seems to get to you, and Satoru has no trouble indulging in it.

You’re cleaning the water troughs as your last task of the day, hardly noticing Satoru sneaking by as you drain the old water into the ground. He quickly pokes at both your sides so that you turn to him with a jolt, the tank falling harshly and jostling as you stumble into him. You look up at him in brief shock before gently pushing him away with a huff, the rough glove on your hand brushes the ruffles of his white shirt and he desperately wishes the touch had been skin instead.

He’s seen your bare hands briefly in times between your work, a little rough, a little calloused, they would fit perfectly in his.

“You startled me, Prince Gojo.” Your voice still sounds slightly strained from lifting the heavy metal, that or Satoru really did frighten you.

He pouts at the title instead of apologizing. “How long have we known each other?”

“A year and two months, my King.” This time, you laugh smugly to yourself as Satoru’s pout grows into a genuine scowl at the thought of his future title.

“Who told you?” he asks, back to his dramatic sulking. “I was hoping to be the first to break the news to you, you know.”

You sneak a look at him while picking up a brush off the ground, the old bristles are tinted green from past cleanings, a well loved thing you’ve mentioned wanting to replace for some time now. “I heard it from another stable hand.” You look to him, searching for something. “Are you disappointed you were chosen?”

Satoru shrugs nonchalantly while rolling his eyes. The both of you knew he would be the first to be picked by the elder councils, all the meandering these years were theatrics and faux fairness. And “disappointed” just doesn’t seem like the right word.

“It’s ok to not want it, Satoru.” You drop the brush into the tank along with your gloves with a thud. Fatigue looks different on you than it usually does on Satoru. It’s more physical, he could hold it in his hands and maybe mold it into something a little better. The notion is a comfort to him. If you were to ever fall again like you had years ago—from overwork, illness, or some sort of accident—Satoru counts on himself to be there for you. His jaw aches at the image of you so young, already so overburdened, and with only your working mother to take care of you.

“I expected you to be a lot quicker in getting rid of me,” he jokes. “Shouldn’t you be glad?”

You don’t laugh at his attempt. The sound of his own voice has never felt more deafening to himself.

The look you give him is unreadable, yet honest enough to make him look away. The silence that falls is like a heavy blanket. Satoru for once feels like he’s being smothered by your intolerance, a sign that he’s gone too far in his purposeful misjudgment of you. He may not be able to read you, but your anger is brimming. He doesn’t like that you’re forcing him to feel the unfairness he tries to avoid.

“How about running away?” Despite all odds, Satoru tries humor again.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to it. We could take one of the horses off into the sunset and never look back.” You almost sound serious, Satoru has to look away from your face again. Too bright with your work, too sincere, everything Satoru thinks he may never grow used to.

“Would—” Embarrassingly, his voice comes out too softly at first. “I would like to ride with you one day.”

“Is that right?” You aren’t afraid of softening your voice for the both of you.

“Of course,” he smiles. “I’d love to give you a few pointers. From mentor to pupil, obviously.”

You laugh and he does too; and you’re close. The space between the two of you is small, silent, beautifully private. Your hand, gloveless, brushes against his cheek in a passing moment. The fond feeling of your thumb under his eye makes the air in his chest halt and crash into itself. He’s sure you hear his laugh turn weak and airy.

When you step-back it almost looks like you’ve caught yourself, not out of embarrassment, but out of something Satoru can’t place. You rub the same hand against your face to wipe grime away, but Satoru is sure you’re hiding a rising blush. He almost makes a move to point it out, but the tease falls flat on his tongue once he notices the own heat of his neck dangerously crawling its way up to his ears.

“Would your highness do me the honor of keeping me company?” you ask. Voice level, unbearably accustomed. For some odd reason, Satoru swears he hears a twinge of caution.

Satoru bows his head in compliance while gracefully holding out his hand for you to take. He feels your smile before he even sees it, but when he raises his eyes the warm look on your face makes the world go quiet all the same.

#moss writes #jjk x reader #gojo satoru x reader #this is the lightest thing ive written in a while and i really think it did me some good :')#ch: gojo satoru

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levithestripper · 4 months

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umpire! gojo is the best thing ive ever seen oh my god

#jack likes to talk #jack watches: jujutsu kaisen #ch: gojo satoru #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen

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sorrowmarked · 1 year

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fantastic mr. fox (2009) | film quote starters || accepting

oh, you gonna pout about it? ‘cause I’ve had it up to here! -- @fableofaesop (satoshoko)

"I don't know how you could have it up to there with me, I only reach up to here," she counters, holding her hand just above her head. "I should only be able to inspire that much frustration, tops," she says.

"And frankly, yeah I am going to pout about it, because you're being a fucking pain in the ass!" She snaps at him right before she slams the door to her dorm room shut.

Being the only girl in her class was frustrating. If it weren't for Utahime, she might have torn out her hair in frustration. She waits just a little bit and then opens her door again, she needs girl talk.

#fableofaesop #ch: gojo satoru #muse: shoko ieiri

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