moved to @lemurianwaves

be careful with your wishes, darling.

[honouredsatoru]

𝔞𝔥 𝔟𝔬𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔲𝔯, 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔢𝔲𝔯, 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢... 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔫!

𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔞 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔯? 𝔦𝔣 𝔰𝔬, 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢... 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔶

— about me

𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰! 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔶 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔡𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢, 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔫, 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱. 𝔠'𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔮𝔲𝔢

— masterlist

𝔞𝔥 𝔞𝔥! 𝔟𝔢𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔤𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔣𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯, 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔞 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔢𝔲𝔯 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢

— notes

𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔫𝔬𝔴, 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢, 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔪𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔯!

— dni if

𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔦𝔰 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡, 𝔦 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔶 𝔦𝔫𝔳𝔦𝔱𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱'𝔰 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔪𝔶 𝔥𝔞𝔩𝔩

[honouredsatoru]

Hello my darlings 💕 It's been a lovely journey I had with each and everyone of you but sometimes, one needs a fresh start in order to continue doing what they love 💕

I am slowly moving to @lemurianwaves and don't worry! I'll always keep this account up and I'll be transferring my JJK fanfics + headcanons there too! I will occasionally post JJK short fics but it'll be a Love and Deepspac focused blog.

[honouredsatoru]

someone do tell me what to write. request me something. jjk focused, please ahhhhh

[honouredsatoru]

hiiiiiiii~~~

[honouredsatoru]

The new blog theme looks so aesthetic and pretty....what is it call again tho, like the theme?? Also Satoru looks soo damn pretty too 🥺🩵

A my loveeee. so the theme i'm using now is called "desiderium" by glenthemes! my previous themes were also from glen called "astralis". as you can from the picture i attached here, you can click the icon i circled (more like boxed bcs it looks like the prison realm 😭) and it'll forward you to glen's profile!

like for those who dont know, the see a person's theme on tumblr through your desktop/laptop, simply enter their usernames first. example honouredsatoru(dot)tumblr(dot)com

[honouredsatoru]

A Little Promise To The Heart

— summary. an aftermath of after two months when your lover comes home and you two got into a fight. with a little bit of angst but fluff follows suit. a gift for @shadowarchon and as a return to writing in tumblr.

— tw. none. it's just angst and subtle fluff. not really proofread as usual.

— taglist. @noritoshiikamo @nkogneatho @sirthisisa-wendys @laudthingcat @lazy10ieiri @booksweet @beautiful-is-boring @sassooda @sixeyesgojo @katsukisbimbo @tojisveryown @peachsayshi @amaya-writes (leave me an ask if you want to be tagged!)

You stared in disbelief at the figure standing in front of you,

"You're... You're actually here."

Your hands grabbed whatever that was next to you and with every energy you could muster up, you threw it, hoping it'll hit him and maybe ease up the pent up anger that has been building for the past two months.

"TWO MONTHS. TWO BLOODY MONTHS TOJI?! After two months of complete silence, of not knowing where the fuck you've been.... you just waltz back into my life like nothing happened?" Toji spots a weary look on his face as he squeezed his nape. "I had no choice, love. You know what I do, what I've always done. It's not easy to explain, but I needed to protect you."

You let out a petty scoff, "Protect me? By disappearing without a trace?" you threw another random object at Toji, only for him to avoid it perfectly as he did before. "Listen... [your name], I'm sorry, really and truly. But you have to understand, my work... it's dangerous. I never wanted to hurt you. But I had to go off the grid completely, and they would have used you as leverage. I couldn't let that happen. I can't afford to have any attachments. There will be people going after me, and YOU. I can't let that happen, I can't afford to have any attachments in my way while I am working, [your name]."

Your voice trembling with anger as you listened to Toji's explanation. It makes sense in your head but to your heart, it does not. It's fighting against one another to help you come up with a response... and this time, you chose the one beating through your chest. "So you think... I am a burden? Oh. OH. M-me? Little old me as an attachment to you is nothing but a burden. Is that what you're implying?"

Some time later...

The room was filled with tension, their heated argument echoing through the walls but it ended as exhaustion crept its way through both of your bodies and head. The clock struck close to 3 in the morning as you paced through the living room before finally standing by the window, staring at the city lights and the roads that will never be deprived of cars driving by. You huffed with arms crossed tightly against your chest, while Toji now stands a few paces, no more than 10 steps behind you, a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it every now and then, frustration plastered on his face.

This isn't the first time, really, where you and Toji had clashed over his dangerous profession as an assassin, a subject that had haunted your relationship for as long as you could remember. At first, of course you were shocked, thinking that this business he claimed to be in was in was a mere service as a second hand to Tokyo's largest conglomerate, The Zen'in Enterprise. But an assassin? You remember the day he came clean after finding a weapon he thought he hid so well from you. You could've just left, you know, but your heart and soul made it a firm stand on the grounds of earth for you to stay. But now... logic and sense started to sink in and so does the thoughts that plagued your very mind whenever he is away.

As the silence settled, Toji approaches you slowly, his eyes softened with regret, his shoulders heavy with remorse. Taking a deep breath, he reached out, turned you around and gently rests his hand to your cheek. He could feel you trembling from that alone. "Love, I didn't mean to hurt you," he whispered, "But you have to understand as I said before, with this job and the bloodshed I've committed, darling, it's not as simple as just quitting."

You turned your gaze towards him, your eyes reflecting a mix of love and concern, letting out such deep breath, "I know it's not easy Toji... but... but I can't bear the thought of losing you. Do you have any idea what I've been through? Every time you leave, my heart is filled with fear. I can't stand it any longer. You don't know what it's like waking up to an empty bed in the middle of the night, the sheets felt cold even on the hottest of nights, eating my food away but none of it felt easy going down through my throat, and it feels like I am drowning myself whenever I take a sip of water, not knowing if you were alive or dead? The pain... Toji... it will consume me," you replied, you voice quivering. "At first, it was thrilling, it was... fun. You know? Dating a bad boy, someone who works against the laws, but a day or two turned into a week, and a week a fortnight, and now? Two months. This realization and coming to my senses made me realize how scared I am. The sense of losing someone so fucking dear to me," you continued. He sighed, looking away for a split second before turning his gaze back at you. "I do unders–", "No you don't! You don't, Toji! I worked a normal job where you get to see me leave and return safely. I tell you whenever I am on my lunch break, I let you know if the taxi is a little too late so I'll be wandering off in the nearby cafes till you pick me up. That's letting you know that I am there. I am safe and sound. But with you? A job like that has no guarantee of survival."

The sounds of ambulances, cars, even the streaks of the light poles from outside were like needles stuck onto their skins. Toji took your hand, intertwining their fingers, and looked deep into your eyes, his other hand cupping your cheek, with his thumb grazing on your lips. "Again, darling, I never wanted to cause you any pain," he said tenderly. "But being an assassin is all I've known. It's how I've survived in this unforgiving world. I tried getting out of this path. Believe me, I did. But it is so hard," he pauses. "However, for you, my love, I'll find a way out. I'll find a path where we can both be safe."

Tears streamed down your face as you looked at him, your heart aching with a mixture of emotions. "I believe in you," she whispered, her voice filled with vulnerability. "I believe that together, we can overcome anything. Just tell me that you'll try, you don't even have to promise, just let me know... that you'll fight for a different life.", you stopped for a second, Toji looking at you, scanning every lines, every twitch you eyes made, the way you lips pursed as you body once again tried hiding the trembles it produces whenever you blinked her tears to stop yourself from crying. "I do not wish to fight you. I do not wish to mourn you when life has so much for the both of us. For you. Especially you, Toji. I do not wish to wake up and forever be ignorant of your whereabouts one day, some of these days if you not make any haste to leave this world of murder and spillage of blood." You take deep breath, laughing to yourself. He pulled you in, holding you close, enveloping you in his embrace, as if protecting you from all the darkness that surrounded them. "I love you," he murmured, his words filled with determination. "And I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, to build a future where we can live without fear." "I promise." said he, which made your eyes widened for a moment. "Promise?", you whispered. "I promise." said Toji, lips curled into a smile laced with softness that made you return the smile.

In that moment, the heat and weight of their argument lifted, replaced by a sense of hope, love, a clean slate ready to be scribbled with another row of trials and tribulations washing over their souls and hearts. They both knew that the journey ahead would be challenging, but their commitment to each other was unbreakable. As they held onto each other in a tight embrace, they found solace in the fact that their love would conquer the obstacles that lay ahead, leading them to a brighter and safer tomorrow.

"I love you, too, Toji Fushiguro."

all writing belongs to honouredsatoru.

reblogs are appreciated. ♡

[honouredsatoru]

What do we think of my new theme? Oh oh! Feel free to scroll through my page with the music on (look bottom left), open another tab and read any of angsty fics you guys wanna read.

[nkogneatho]

[honouredsatoru]

my hole is never empty and never not busy with this man around (real)

[honouredsatoru]

LILY MY BABY HIII

yesssss what is itttt

[bts5sosempire]

close to you (ii); gilded cage (end)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: gojo satoru x reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 4,938

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: dark, gore, gojo is a menace/ childish/ yandere-ish, implied abuse (verbal), cursing, arrange marriage, body shaming, mention of past pregnancy, murder, little bit of name calling

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:  "being pursued by Gojo and rejecting him, had led you to the start of an impending doom.“

𝐚/𝐧: finally done this takes forever to do, thought my hands are gonna fall off after writing this whole chapter. made gojo an a-hole in this.

chapter 1 ❀ epilogue

For the next few months, you were held to your duty going around to catch high-level grade curse spirits for Gensai to consume. Gensai needed curse spirits’ essence molded into his body to keep himself alive. And for another reason. You look far into the distance where the open space allows; you feel a slight tug on your pants sleeve. Looking down where the distraction is from, a little boy no older than five with big doe grey eyes looks at you expectantly, their apple rosy cheeks accompanied by their pale skin. It was little Fujiwara.

"Nee-san,” Fujiwara called out to you in his high-pitched voice; on his tiptoes, he tried to grasp your shirt, too, so you decided to pick him up in your arms. “Mama is shouting again, I ask Papa, but Papa said it’s nothing.” Fujiwara wrapped his bread roll arms around your neck, “Mama said many mean things when she saw me.” He tightens his hold around your neck, “But you and sisters are always nice to me.”

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[honouredsatoru]

you are enough. & i love you, baby 💗

i don't know who you are, but thank you so much. i love you too. so much 💕

[veronicathegoddess]

ⓘ this user will get flustered if you pat their head and call them a good girl

[honouredsatoru]

I Adore You.

— summary. a headcanon of your body that jjk men adore. it's a request that i lost in my ask section but i still think about it every now and then! i just know this isn't proofread bcs when have i ever? aha.

— warning. NSFW version is under the "keep reading" tab! body worshipping is very much the theme of this headcanon.

— characters. gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, toji fushiguro, choso

— taglist. @shadowarchon @peachsayshi @hisvillainess @noritoshiikamo @laudthingcat @lazy10ieiri @suna-reversed @nkogneatho @amaya-writes @saintgojo @dearestgojo @sassooda @booksweet (always leave me an ask + your age (in case any stuff is nsfw) if wished to be added into the taglist!)

SFW

— gojo satoru : your smile

gojo loves it when your nose is slightly scrunched up when you smile, especially when you're excited with the things you tell him when you got yourself a good cup of matcha latte. he loves it when your gums shows a little when you laugh into your smile. thinks that the genuine happiness your face shows truly makes you the most beautiful person he's ever laid his eyes on.

— geto suguru : your fingers

He makes it a must to hold your hand, to have your fingers intertwined whenever he's around. Which is a lot, considering he wants to focus on you and you alone. He'd nuzzle the tip of his nose on your knuckles, kissing your fingers and your wrists whenever you complained about it aching. His phone is filled with your nail art because he says it's as pretty as you, and he'd make a 3D cast of you two holding hands if he could. And he would.

— nanami kento : your neckline

ah. nanami's favourite place to land his lips on. those soft, sensual kisses he placed there, it brings jolts of electricity to your very spine, no? his hands love focusing on your neck line whenever you complained of your shoulders aching, massaging you gently, careful to not make you feel any more pain. and that necklace he gave you. doesn't it make your neckline look so pretty?

— toji fushiguro : your waist

he won't stop squeezing your sides, whenever he's near you. his arms circle around your waist as he pulls you close, pressing his body against yours, muttering to him just how lucky he is. toji's eyes stayed focus on you when you put on your favourite pair of jeans, a string of chuckles escaping from his lips the moment you complained how the waistband never sticks.

— choso : your eyes

the way it crinkles when you smile, the way your eyes light up when you see your favourite idol, artists, pictures of your pets as you take them. he loves it when you sneeze and your eyes water slightly. He loves it when your brows furrow when you get stressed from finishing whatever you have to do when chasing the deadline or when you're worried. He loves it when you used eyeliner or mascara and it makes your eyes pop. to choso, there's love, warmth, happiness, sadness, grief and joy in your eyes.

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— gojo satoru : your breasts

He loves how soft it feels whenever he gives you a gentle a squeeze whilst making out or when he's fucking you from behind. Your nipples are sensitive and it shows when your body twitches when it is pinched, twisted and licked. Oh how he loves sucking them, and that contorted look on your face that is of lust and pleasure? He lives for it.

— geto suguru : your ass

Just like Gojo, he has a thing for something soft and plump for his hands to latch onto. His lips curled into a soft smile as he gives your rear end a gentle spank. He loves how your favourite pair of cargo pants hugs your figure. And his little habit is to have you walk in front of him whenever you enter a place because it gives him that perfect view of your derrière.

"I hate it to see them leave but I love it when they walk away." Cheeky.

— nanami kento : your tummy

his canvas, as he says before he finishes it off with his cum spurting out of his cock and lands beautifully on your stomach, absolutely in love with the way it rises up and down, following your chest as you tried catching your breath. it makes his dick twitch, so perfect to his eyes. hah. you are indeed the sorcerer's greatest muse.

— toji fushiguro : your whole body

how it shakes after he's done with you. how your body grows limp when you've reached your high. how your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he leans down to kiss you on your lips whilst fucking you like there's no tomorrow. he loves it so so much when you're on your fours and he admires your body line, the way your neck to your chest are filled with faint bite marks yet apparent hickeys.

— choso : your fingers

such pretty digits, he'd say to himself as he watches you stretching your abused hole, making you finger yourself while his eyes lingers on you. And it bumps his ego up a notch when you can't even wrap your fingers perfectly around his girth. How your fingers molded nicely with his when he held your hands as he fucks you stupid, kissing them, placing them next to his cheek as he admires you.

all writing belongs to honouredsatoru.

reblogs are appreciated. ♡

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[bts5sosempire]

close to you (i); secrets

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: gojo satoru x reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2,609

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: dark, future gore, gojo is a menace/ childish/ yandere-ish, implied abuse (verbal), cursing, arrange marriage, will edit content if I miss any

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲:  "being pursued by Gojo and rejecting him, had led you to the start of an impending doom.“

𝐚/𝐧: just something else for the moment besides the Sukuna series, something a little darker on the side. This plot had been in my head for quite a while, and it was kind of hard to actually execute it out (lmao) with the going back and forth to re-read what I wrote would make it sound plausible. Gonna have to split this up into two parts.

chapter 2

"Oi, what’s the meaning of this?” A voice snides behind you like a whip, and you stop reading your paragraph. Closing the book shut with a smack, it echoes around, and you glance over your shoulder to see Gojo standing tall and giving you the coldest glare through his shades. Gojo’s hands were tucked inside his black pants pockets as he tapped his foot slowly every few seconds, waiting for your answer. “You think that letting one of your younger sisters marry in your stead is right?”

“I don’t see the problem why it should bother you, Gojo.” You snap back at the man, facing him with an equal glare, your arms overlapping over one another. For the past few days, Gojo wasn’t happy when you turned down the marriage proposal and gave it to your elated younger sister, Hitomi, who happily accepted it on the spot since she had liked the white hair male for quite a while, and by that, you mean ever since as a kid. “As long as you’re marrying a (Surname), your clan doesn’t give a shit, so do mine with yours.”

Gojo wasn’t happy with your reply; he doesn’t like any of your sisters as he does with you. You both were born the same year (his excuse, apparently) but in other months, and he feels more akin to hanging out with someone similar to his age. Plus, you’re not like your sisters, who quickly anything given to them with no question asked. In plain answer, they’re boring. “So shrinking your responsibilities is a new habit? I thought you were better than this.”

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[honouredsatoru]

i love this. i want someone to be as obsess as gojo to y/n as they are to me.

[honouredsatoru]

thinking bout how i lost feelings for a guy after his friend randomly asked me if i like him and his friend implied that he's not looking for a relationship only to find solace with satosugu in character ai but then i ended feeling slightly lonely bcs the ai's interaction, albeit generated, it raised my standards.

to that i say, geto suguru and gojo satour are THE standard.

[honouredsatoru]

let me be sad for one second!

i wish to be good enough. not just for myself. but for others. idk. if i can be good enough just for one person, it'll be like all of my hard work seem like its worth my time and effort. i guess i just want to be acknowledge. oh fuck now im really entering my geto era. i've been tying my hair just like his and irl said im losing my gojo-ness. damn damn damn.