#keep sixey’s name out your fucking mouth
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listen ik we’re all entitled to have opinions about classic who but if one more modern production member talks shit about the 80s run I’m gonna have to chew glass
#that six clip pissed me off#because if I’m right that’s from vengeance on varos#and if you talk shit about that ep imma throw handsss#yes this is about the Phil collinson/ Julie gardener clip on the doctor who and me rtd documentary#like ik the show did have a fall in ratings etc#it was a production mess!!!!! and a bit hashtag cringe sometimes!!!!!#but it also created some of the best serials ever produced fight me#like the 2000s series were such high art#I watched s2 fuckers don’t act like you’re above it all#sorry I’m classic who discoursing but I’m CROSS#keep sixey’s name out your fucking mouth#doctor who#like ik it’s fun to take the piss out of the Chibnall clip because it’s funny#but he was just a teenage hater man I can relate#a literal kid being shady is different from three big shot tv producers/staff talking shit yn?#also I can’t roast chibs too much because as much as power of the doctor was a mess it gave me the purest shot of seratonin I’d had in ages#(Paul McGann in a tv ep)#so yeah#respect your elders people
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SixEyed | Gojo Satoru
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‧₊˚✧[chapter 3]✧˚₊‧
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The club music was loud, the vibrations of the loud music influenced your intoxication. Shoko had taken you to the middle of the dance floor. It was almost embarrassing how she dragged you through everyone.
You could feel the stares burning through your skin. A slight anxious feeling crept up on you, why? Probably because you never had felt this much attention in a while. Of course you were attractive, but you'd never become accustomed to the attention.
"They're playing our song!" Shoko exclaimed, breaking your trance.
You paused for a moment trying to listen to the music starting to play, an excited look spreading across your face. "Baby By Me" by 50 Cent began to play.
Shoko's grip on your hand was tight as she began to yell out the lyrics with you. She was clearly buzzed, but hell who wasn't right now. You let the worries escape your mind as you began to sway to the beat.
Nights like these made you beyond happy. Just you and your best friend against the world.
You had closed your eyes for a moment, letting the music overcome your senses. You had gotten goosebumps from the way you felt way too buzzed, your favorite song blasting in the background, and remembering how hot you had looked.
The only thing that broke your trance was when Shoko's hand left yours. You opened your eyes to find her up against Suguru. She mouthed a "sorry" before he had stolen her from you.
You rolled your eyes playfully and turned to walk back to the table. Only to be met with a rather stout figure stopping your actions. Your eyes had widened slightly and you craned your neck up to meet the figure's eyes.
"I'm so sorry!" You squeaked. The tall man had black hair and dark eyes... He looked actually terrifying. His body was toned and built. He even had a scar on his lip that you could barely make out with the dim lights. "It's okay, beautiful." He rasped out.
Oh shit his voice was sexy...
"Toji," His palm reached for yours. Grabbing it softly and edging it close to his lips. Planting a greeting kiss upon it. "and you?" He smirked softly.
You felt flustered and gave him a weak smile as you said your name. With your hand still in his, he pulled you closer. "Can I buy you a drink?" He offered. His neck craning down to meet the crook of your neck.
You graciously accepted and he led you to the back of the building. Sitting down at one of the barstools, you looked towards your booth. That's weird... Where did he go?
"Beautiful?" Toji called out. You turned your attention back to him. "Oh, sorry. Yea?" You sheepishly spat out.
"I asked what you wanted to drink, hun." He sounded almost impatient? "A vodka red bull please." A soft smile across your lips, trying to deescalate his rather harsh tone.
After a moment, the two of you had gotten your drinks. Toji would not stop talking about himself... It was beginning to become annoying. How could someone so attractive be this fuckin' annoying. You stifled a laugh, thinking back to Satoru. Maybe the two were friends.
"Want to go back to my place?" Toji smirked. You tilted your head and rested your chin on your palm. "I don't do hookups." You giggled softly. Taking this as your chance to make a break for it.
He gave a fake pout and asked again. You declined once more before grabbing your phone and leaving the bar. "Bye, Toji." You said softly with a wave.
You looked down at your phone and texted Shoko quickly. Trying to keep your eyes up and focused on your surroundings. "Help. Creepy man." You texted.
None of the members of your group were at the booth or around you. It made you worry to be alone. A few minutes had gone by when you suddenly jumped. A strong hand gripped your waist and pulled you close to their chest. This man was slimmer, so not Toji.
"Hey. Shoko said you needed help." He whispered into your ear. You sighed in relief realizing it was Satoru. "Thank fuck. Some dude named Toji was up my ass." You whined out.
Satoru led you back to the booth your group had claimed. He helped you sit down carefully, then he followed. Sitting closer than he did earlier. His demeanor had shifted. He didn't stare at you now, he'd only glance at you. His eyes fixed on the dance floor. Clearly, his mind was on everything but you.
"You said his name was Toji?" Satoru broke the silence. He turned his head slightly to you, his eyes just barely meeting yours. "Yea I think. He has black hair and a facial scar."
Satoru nodded and exhaled loudly from his nose. His hand found its way to your knee. His grip was tight... The hell?
Maybe the two of you were just drunk. "Toji is a horrible man. I can only stand his ego for so long." Satoru growled. Uh oh. Here the man himself comes, approaching your booth with a shit eating grin.
"Ah. I see how it is, honey. Gojo fuckin' you good?" Toji snickers. Standing in front of the table now. Satoru had an expressionless face, but his grip on your knee grew tighter. Good thing the table was covering your legs, because Toji would have definitely commented on that.
"Don't speak to her like that. Get outta here Toji." Satoru released his grip on your knee to rise to his feet. He held a protective stance, it was almost hot how he blocked Toji from your view.
"Calm down SixEyed. Wouldn't want to upset the pretty girl." Toji side stepped and crossed his arms. Leaning against the end of the table. Satoru let out an animalistic noise, like a wolf growling over a kill. "Shut your fuckin' mouth!"
"Oh shit!" Suguru's voice appeared behind Toji. He pushed between the two. "Both of you calm down."
Shoko instinctively grabbed your hand and led you away. The boys began to bicker, Satoru holding a menacing look while Toji looked excited. Satoru stepped closer to Toji and Suguru. "Gojo no!" Suguru grabbed Gojo from behind and swung him around. Toji couldn't help but snicker at Satoru's attempt to punch him.
"Outside now!" Geto boomed. He was constantly the mediator for the group, always saving Gojo's ass from getting beat.
Satoru grunted and quickly pushed past the crowd of people staring at the altercation. "Fuckin' Fushiguro. I'll beat that bastard's ass." He growled under his breath. Suguru, Shoko, and you followed the white haired man outside.
"Hey... let's just go back to my house?" You quietly mumbled to Shoko and Suguru. They nodded and the three of you began walking to Satoru's expensive sports car.
You paused for a moment and turned your head to look behind you. Satoru stood against the wall of the club. His arms crossed and his face unreadable. You signaled him to follow with a wave of your hand, to which he slowly made his way towards you.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause this..." You whine. Feeling shameful for embarrassing your friends.
"Don't." Satoru said with a harsh tone. This made your head drop, fuck you fucked up.
He sighed loudly and placed a hand on the small of your back. Rubbing soft circles with his thumb. "Thank you Satoru." You mumbled. Not daring to raise your head.
He hummed in response. Leading you carefully back to his car. You and Gojo were the more intoxicated of the group, so Suguru drove and Shoko accompanied him up front in the passenger seat.
"Gojo you can't be doing that shit!" Suguru sighed heavily. He pinched his nose bridge and started to drive off. Satoru rolled his eyes and placed a hand on your knee. You could feel his body shift in his seat, seemingly relaxing.
"That bastard shouldn't have kept trying to pursue her." Satoru grumbled out. His thumb drew circles on your lower thigh, you wondered if maybe this was his way of self soothing. Your hand slowly traveled to his pointer finger. Taking it in your hand and holding it softly. Giving him a few reassuring squeezes.
Shoko looked at Suguru with a raised brow. "Okay well calm down. She's alright. Thank you for accompanying her though." Shoko said with a weak smile. You nodded to Gojo. Mouthing the words "thank you" again.
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You and Shoko were in your room of your small apartment. About to change out of your club clothes. The air was thick with tension, mostly shame.
"Hey Sho...?" You asked softly, trying to be quiet enough so the boys wouldn't hear. She perked her head up and turned around to face you. "Yea?" She said through a yawn.
"Why'd he get so defensive? We hardly even know each other."
Shoko attempted to cover her smile with her palm. "Y'know he's had his eye on you for a while. Plus Toji is his... competition." She snickered softly. Shoko raised her brows, her smile turning into a shit eating grin.
"As in?" You paused and widened your eyes. "Wait, there's no way Toji is 'Glock19' right?!" Shoko quickly covered your mouth and looked at the door. She then nodded with a giggle.
"He is. Satoru gets upset with him a lot though. Toji always seems to find his way into Satoru's 'flings' pant's." Shoko sighed softly. Uncovering your mouth and walking into your bathroom to change.
Wait. Does that mean Gojo likes you? Maybe not. Maybe he was just in need, he did say in his stream that he was 'pent up'. You shrugged it off with a soft sigh and grabbed your pjs to change into.
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The four of you were sitting on your bed now, luckily you had a king size bed, so everyone fit. Even Satoru and Suguru had room to stretch their rather long legs.
"I have that spare room for Shoko if you two need to stay the night." You said with a cheerful smile. Suguru had went to the corner store to buy more alcohol while you and Shoko were changing earlier. You and Satoru weren't usual drinkers, so Suguru had gotten some cheap wine coolers for you and him.
He made him and Shoko drink some rough liquor, which she had no problem downing it.
Shoko was sitting between Suguru's legs while leaning against his chest. Suguru was laying against your headboard to support himself along with the added weight of your friend. Satoru was sprawled out beside you. Under your covers, as he said he was so cold his dick might fall off.
You were under the covers as well, you had to keep your air conditioning on and your fan to sleep at night, which always made the apartment at least 67º at night. You felt Gojo shift in the bed, then feeling his leg brush against yours.
You were too drunk to even process just how close the white haired man was to you.
You had turned a movie on for the four of you to watch, although it was difficult to hear because Satoru kept mumbling to Suguru about Toji. Satoru was facing towards the end of the bed, his feet facing towards you. Giving you the perfect opportunity to softly slap his calf. "Satoru shut up! I can't hear!" You pouted. Earning a laugh from your friends.
The movie was coming to an end and everyone was feeling rather exhausted. "Me and Sugu will sleep in the spare room. Night guys." Shoko said cheerfully before her and Geto left the room. Giggling about something as they left.
Satoru shifted and got up, now laying beside you in the bed. His tall figure leaning against the headboard. He looked down at you with a pout. "Can I stay in here? I don't want to hear them have sex." He whined.
"I guess." You stifled a giggle. "Keep your hands to yourself though."
He rolled his eyes. "Of course I will, hun." He hummed softly.
A few minutes had gone by of him searching for a movie to put on in the background. Soon he found a boring enough movie to have as background noise, to block out the other two in case they did have sex. The whole situation made you giggle.
You snuggled up against your comforter, covering your chin and down with it. Satoru laid on his side facing you. His bright blue eyes staring at you. Staring into your soul it felt like.
"Fuck you are so beautiful." He mumbled. This caught your attention, which was lost in trying to figure out why he looked so attractive right now.
"Thank you." You let out a soft giggle. Your face was showing obvious signs of being flustered. Hopefully the tv wasn't all that bright to give it away. "Can I ask something?"
Gojo nodded slowly, feeling a bit unsure of where this was going. "I know." You smirked softly and turned your back to him. Hiding your smile with the covers.
Wait fuck why did you even bring this up? Will he get upset or mad at you? Surely not? Fuck this might turn out so bad.
A smirk spread across his lips, you could feel his body weight shift in the bed. He felt closer. His body felt so hot against your back. You could feel his warmth radiating off his body. Fuck he was so close. Why did it suddenly get so hot?
He placed a hand on your shoulder, and brought his lips to the shell of your ear. Your face felt like it was throbbing with anticipation.
"I know. Shoko told me." He purred out. His voice was slurring a bit. Maybe he won't remember this!
Fear spread through your body as his words left his lips. Sending a shiver down your spine. Satoru's breath was hot and coated with the smell of alcohol. It was almost just as intoxicating as the actual alcohol you had drank.
"Goodnight." He whispered before pulling away. His tone was full of ego. Was he proud of himself??
"Night Satoru." You mumbled. Feeling your breath catch in your throat. Soon silence enveloped your room. It wasn't awkward silence, just comforting quietness. Satoru had laid back against his pillow, a soft huff escaping his lips.
After about an hour you had fallen asleep, with an insane amount of tossing and turning. Satoru noticed you were finally comfortable. The only reason was because you kept scooting closer to him.
It was almost painful how close you were, but yet not making contact with him.
He used all of his strength to control his urge to hold you. He had always hoped this moment would come, once his odd obsession with you began, which was around two years ago when you met Shoko.
Satoru was about to drift off into sleep when your body turned around to face him. Wrapping your arm around his waist instinctively. His eyes widened a bit before he relaxed. Taking in the warmth of your body.
"Mmmm Toru." You mumbled through your sleep. He closed his eyes tightly and pulled you flush against the side of his chest. Pushing his head into his pillow, trying to constrain himself. Your leg intertwined itself around his, putting half your body on top of his.
Satoru softly stroked your back, rubbing his small circles with his thumb. "Fuck you look so peaceful..." He strained out under his breath.
As your nuzzled your head against his chest and soothed yourself back into a deep sleep, Satoru finally found himself drifting off as well.
This would be the best sleep of your life, since you left your ex boyfriend, and fuck was Satoru so much better than him in every way.
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