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totallynotlx · 3 months
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"redemption arcs are toxic, you shouldn't try to fix someone!"
actually it is so important to me that being in community and experiencing human connection can save people. thanks
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totallynotlx · 3 months
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Funny how my fave JJK fanfic writer (mostly Gojo anywayssss) was chased out of this hellhole a couple months ago only weeks after I discovered them. People accused them of copying someone's works but tbf I havent seen anyone write delectable drabbles as them. Eh. I get by ao3 nowadays but I wish I read/reread their works more....
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totallynotlx · 3 months
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Cloud: You expect me to stop her?
Sephiroth: Isn’t she your teammate?
Cloud: Aerith is her own woman.
Cloud: And I really want to see you get hit with a chair.
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totallynotlx · 3 months
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0.2 was the first ps game I ever played. I still haven't 100% it tho
Cause of this dingus.
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totallynotlx · 4 months
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DONT BE AFRAID TO COMMENT ON OLD FICS DONT BE AFRAID TO COMMENT ON FICS IN A FANDOM THE AUTHOR MAY NO LONGER BE ACTIVE IN. IF THE STORY IS STILL UP LET THEM KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS IT MIGHT JUST BE THE REMINDER THAT MAKES THEIR DAY.
SINCERELY SOMEONE WHO JUST GOT A REPLY THAT MADE ME WANNA MAKE THIS POST
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totallynotlx · 4 months
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RatioMei Thoughtssss
I saw an art on twt regarding a rarepair of Dr. Ratio and Ruan Mei and it has plagued me all day I need to write my thoughtsss
Imagining Dr. Ratio, most logical, most intelligent, most perfect (in his eyes anyway), falling in love with the very much dense Ruan Mei
"Love is irrational and irrelevant. It's something that I wouldn't ever dabble into." *Ruan Mei enters the scene* Dr. Ratio: ????????????????
They'd probably first bump into each other on the Space Station. Ruan Mei was visiting her little creations and he was just there by chance. He first sees him talking to Herta around the ship and even though they weren't acquainted yet, Ruan Mei offers him a sweet smile that makes his heart thump. He doesn't understand it one bit
He thinks of her as exquisite; perfectly beautiful among the pool of idiotic would-be scientists
He finds himself visiting the Space Station often. When asked what's the purpose of his visit, he'd be using all the convoluting words to explain it to the point that whoever is asking would just wave him off with a nod just to be done with the conversation
Meanwhile, Ruan Mei is inexplicably dense about it
She thinks its adorable to have one of the geniuses of the IPC having an interest on her studies (Miss Ma'am its you he's interested in tho lmaooo)
Ms Genius over here is too focused on her experiments and studies to notice this other too-proud-to-admit genius having a tiny bit of infatuation with her
One day while discussing the reports regarding her little creations, she was talking with one of the scientists that were monitoring their growth and Dr. Ratio stumbled upon the two and decided to linger
"Who the hell is he? What right does he have to stand close to her like that? Who does he think he is???"
His thoughts running rampant as they stand inches apart, Ruan Mei overlooking the little clipboard he had as she reviewed the data
She notices him in the corner of her eye and gives him a sideways glance. Before he could even register that he was noticed, Ruan Mei gives him a beaming smile
Dr. Ratio's heart explodes, not really, he reminds himself, its just a metaphor. I'm still alive, I'm fine, he thought as he feels the blood rush to his face. He turns the other way and buries his face into the book he always carries with him, hiding away the blush that crept to his face
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totallynotlx · 4 months
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Me everytime someone likes my angsty drabbles: GUYS GUYS WHY ARE WE ALL ANGSTY? WHY ARE WE ALL ALLERGIC TO HAPPINESS????? 🥹
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totallynotlx · 4 months
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david swears he can sleep without angel...
but he finds himself shuffling his way to angels in home office when they're working late. he makes his way behind them, wrapping his arms around their shoulders. a quiet "come to bed" leaves his lips as they find their way trailing up angels neck. he stays there, arms around angel waiting for them to be finished.
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totallynotlx · 5 months
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matching with this geto art
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totallynotlx · 5 months
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Anyone else have the urge to write notes about your WIP but when you start writing the WIP, all words and ideas die at your fingertips? Please tell me its not just me akjsdhfkasdf
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totallynotlx · 5 months
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I finally finished writing Chapter 2! Though, it might be a while before I publish it. Me and my beta reader are hella busy for the rest of the holiday months so it'll be a while before it's gonna be officially out.... THOUGH AT LEAST I CAN NOW START CHAPTER 3 WOOOOOOOOO
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totallynotlx · 5 months
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Procreate dreams is pretty cool
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totallynotlx · 5 months
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You were bigger than the whole sky
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totallynotlx · 5 months
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Redacted characters as things my friends have said (theater student ed.)
"Thank god I'll never suck dick" - Damien (being in denial)
"Those homosexuals are coming off on me... and coming onto me" - Lasko
"Oh no it's a Uhaul the lesbians are here" - Angel
"Them firey titties were spectacular" - Asher
"That's why your pussy probably tastes like mayonnaise" - Vincent
"You wanna fuck?" - Aaron
^ they were trying to say "you wanna fucking go" and laughed halfway through
"Everyone knows the energy comes from the boobs, the bigger the boobs the bigger the energy" - Gavin
"If you're tracing your dick you're already a slut. Wear a crop top." - Guy
"You fucking whore I will rip your clit off, answer your phone" - Freelancer
"Dead people can still fuck in spirit" - Hush
"I just gotta suck off ___ for a few minutes to get him to mark me present" - Gavin
"I used to write fanfiction okay I can go into very specific detail about what someone's cock looks like" - Lasko
"I'm not gay I just have a dick fetish" - Damien (denial x2)
"I just think you yelling at me is kind of homophobic but it's fine" - Dear
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totallynotlx · 5 months
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totallynotlx · 6 months
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✎ treasure
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- gojo satoru x reader
the strongest sorcerer meets his match in his petulant son, who inherits his six eyes and is having trouble with them
genre: taking care of your son with dad!gojo, fluff/comfort
note: AAAA i love this waaay too much!😭 this brilliant idea gave me baby fever so bad came from an anon who so energetically dropped by my askbox, thank you! and seeing this artwork by Yoon in twitter definitely gave me more ideas too!
a part of gojo's love entries
series masterlist | oneshot masterlist
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"No!"
"Why? This helps—"
"That's ugly! I don't want to look ugly—like you!"
Satoru blinked in utter disbelief, and you broke into the most satisfying fits of laughter. In front of him, standing tall and sullen and very much like him was his own son, now barely five years old.
Your boy mentioned that he had been experiencing discomfort in his eyes lately, which also caused him to become dizzy. And Satoru attempted to persuade him to use a blindfold like he did because it was effective.
However, as we can see, his son didn't take his suggestion well at all. His bright blue eyes, ones your husband passed down, bore an intense glare aimed squarely at him.
"I..." Satoru sputtered, his eyes twitching. The sight was comical as no one had ever managed to elicit such a reaction from him. And no one ever considered him an unattractive person too! "I'm not—"
"You are!"
Once again, you let out a triumphant cackle, and this time your husband shot you a glare. But you didn't care. All those years of tolerating his antics had paid off. His son had finally put him in his place!
When he was a baby, you thought your son was Gojo Satoru incarnate. He was the spitting image of him—with all gaits and expressions too. And you had worried if he would turn out to be just as much of a menace as he was.
But apparently, life has other sweet plans because like you, he was a relatively calm boy, diligent, and didn't like to make a fuss. Satoru argued that it was definitely in his genes—claiming he had also been a sweetheart when he was a child, but you couldn't quite imagine him being remotely as reserved as your son.
That aside, the cause of this hilarious exchange did actually make you worry a bit.
"Look, I know it probably looks odd," Satoru gestured at the blindfold in his hand, but your little boy still didn't seem convinced by the pout he displayed. "But it will help you, I promise. If only you would—"
Oh, but it was almost like karma because besides his appearance, the other trait your son inherited from your husband was his strong sense of winning.
His face reddened from sheer indignation, and he once again screamed, "I don't want to! I'll just cover my eyes with—" he took a nearby napkin and pulled them over his eyes, "—this!"
Satoru sighed in annoyance, and you decided to jump in. Crouching down next to him, you gently pried the napkin from his hand.
"Papa just wants to help you, okay?" you reasoned, cupping his plump cheeks. Gods, he used to be this round thing in your and Satoru's arms and now he was already this big. "He uses it everyday and he has no problems, see?"
"But it doesn't look good..." Your son drooped his head in disappointment, and you could feel Satoru rolling his eyes beside you, evidently miffed at the thought of him being less than good-looking.
Parenting is challenging, especially when your husband still holds onto some of his childlike tendencies. So you decided to end the discussion here.
It was later at noon, while you were in the kitchen preparing lunch when you heard your son's scream and something crashing. Your heart was in your throat as you rushed to the backyard, only to see something that made your heart lurch even more.
Your sweet boy was wailing on the ground, clutching his head, and Satoru—
His expression was as horrified as yours if not more, as he ran and caught your son in his arms, pressing him tightly against his chest as if shielding him from the sun altogether. "Shit. Hey, hey—buddy, you okay?”
Satoru lifted him up and carried him inside. You were right beside him as he settled on the sofa, gently hushing your son, who was still shaking and had his eyes covered against his chest.
"M-My head..." your son whimpered, tears streaming down his chubby cheeks. "...h-hurts..."
"It's okay, it's okay..." he murmured, caressing the child's hair in a soothing manner, and it reminded you so much of what he would do to you in the early mornings. "I've got you now, nothing’s going to happen to you. Hang on a little longer, yeah?"
You felt warm tears threatening to well up in your eyes at the sight. It was heart-wrenching to see your son in such torment, and the way your husband was consoling him deeply touched you. It served as a poignant reminder of just how many years had passed from when Gojo Satoru was still that brat who used to mess with you during high school.
Soon, your little boy's breathing became even, and he went to sleep in Satoru's comforting embrace.
You looked at him while biting your lip, undiluted worry in your voice. "What should we do? He's been experiencing pain often lately..."
Satoru really wanted to wipe that expression from your face, but with his precious child clinging onto him for dear life, even he didn't have the heart to.
"Don't worry, I'll be with him," he assured, a plan already forming in his mind. "If he hates blindfolds that much, then I'll get him some pairs of glasses just like the ones I have—for kids. We'll start with that."
Bearing the weight of his clan's revered eyes was a heavy burden, and honestly, he would prefer it if none of his children had to inherit them. After all, he went through it all too as a child—the manifestation of the six eyes' powers marks the beginning of life as a sorcerer. The perilous world he was still trying to keep away from his son.
Nonetheless, he would be there for him every step of the way. It was what he vowed to himself on the day he was born. He wouldn’t let anything befall him—or you.
You had calmed down after hearing his plan, and as you gazed at your precious boy’s innocent face in his protective grip and the gentle pats he gave him, you suddenly found yourself in a mischievous mood once again.
"Heh, quite the doting papa, aren't you, Satoru?" you winked, a teasing smile on your face. You could have sworn his cheeks slightly flushed as he retorted:
"Hmph. He is my personal little body warmer, after all."
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totallynotlx · 6 months
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