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Heads up I will be removing you from my taglist (hoofnotes) if you are not following me
Everyone is so fake why did half of you guys not even follow me
Heads up I will be removing you from my taglist (hoofnotes) if you are not following me
I’ll let you guess what he is in this one x
OH MY GOODNESS ME
I have had no energy to read or write really I’m such a chud who hops on roblox all day I promise I will eventually read everyone’s stuff eventually
hi hi dawn how’s the writers block? ik it sucks ☹️ hru?
HI LEAH ugh it’s so confusing I wrote like 1k words for a longer fic + worked on the layout and aesthetics for the fic but I have no ideas for what drabble to post even though I have a notes page full of ideas :(( But it’s okay I’ll grind mm2 and farm ideas
hru though my baby
my bf wants a baby wtf do i do...
Ms berry boo think long and hard about this because it isn’t my place to tell you what not to do and what to do with your life and body but my advice is NO you are still young and this is super duper risky for you both
The way I already have this exact pic omg I’m crine
wait I’m laughing I replied to your comment then opened tiktok and no fucking joke this was the first video
#needthatlikerngivemethatdih
Catoru ₍^. .^₎⟆
The house was eerily quiet when you entered, no loud, cheerful greeting from your husband when you walked through the door. You shrugged off your bag and made your way through the house. Surely he would've told you if a mission ran late? Was he in trouble? No, he began to take on less strenuous missions once he married you.
You call out for him, “Satoru? Where are you?” But there's no answer. It's times like these when you wish your husband didn't splurge on a penthouse.
Mumbling to yourself, you walk past one of the rooms and hear something… off. Almost like… purring? Curious, you step into the room, expecting anything but the sight in front of you.
“Satoru? Is that you?” Sat atop the — once pristine — covers of a bed was a strikingly white cat with the brightest blue eyes you have ever seen. Ones that look suspiciously close to those of your husband's. What's even weirder, though, is the mini pair of oval sunglasses that rest on the cat's head.
As if it were second nature, the cat leaps towards you, curling its bushy tail around your legs. “It is you!” you sigh, nerves finally easing as you bend down to take a good look at him. He seems to be content in this form. Too content.
“Satoru.” You spoke sternly, eyeing his new form, “You didn't do this on purpose, did you?”
Satoru — or rather Catoru — slinks back, small face scrunched up in guilt as he paws pathetically at your feet. Rolling your eyes you lean down to scoop him up. “Seriously? Do you think anyone will believe the strongest sorcerer got hit by a silly animal transformation curse?”
Catoru mewls sadly, pushing his furry face into your shoulder. Running your hand down his back you shush him, “Fine… I’ll cover for you. Okay? Just stay at home, I’m not going to take you on walks or anything.”
He perks up at this, purring happily in your arms while pushing closer to your chest. You continue to stroke his fur, watching as his ivory hair moves under your hand. He really was such a pretty cat, possibly the most gorgeous one you've ever seen.
“You know…” You start, “You’re awfully calm for someone who has just been cursed.”
Catoru blinks up at you, meowing softly as he nuzzles closer. A smile creeps onto your face at his carelessness, “Did you want this?” His ears twitch, and instead of looking offended, he chirps happily, rubbing his face against your hand before resuming his purring.
You scoff playfully, “Gojo Satoru! Are you avoiding your responsibilities by becoming a cat?” To which he actually nods — that cheeky bastard!
“Well then I guess you won't be allowed on the furniture,” you muse. Catoru tilts his head at you. “What? You'll get your fur everywhere, Toru.” He begins to mewl loudly, small paws patting at your shoulder in what you assume is an effort to persuade you to change your mind.
Before you can scold him your phone vibrates from inside your pocket. “Oh, it's Shoko,” you murmur, mostly to yourself.
Her voice comes from the other end of the line, “Hey, have you found him yet?” You hum, “Yup, he is sitting in my lap as we speak.” Shoko chuckles quietly, “Already? Guess he's settling in.”
A beat of silence passes before she speaks up again, “When do you want me to come see what I can do?”
You think for a moment, looking down at the ball of snowy fur in your lap. He looks so peaceful, curled up and half asleep as his worries drift away from him, even if it's just for the time being.
“Give him a couple of days. I think he needs this.”
vv short I’ve been having writer's block :c
Catoru ₍^. .^₎⟆
The house was eerily quiet when you entered, no loud, cheerful greeting from your husband when you walked through the door. You shrugged off your bag and made your way through the house. Surely he would've told you if a mission ran late? Was he in trouble? No, he began to take on less strenuous missions once he married you.
You call out for him, “Satoru? Where are you?” But there's no answer. It's times like these when you wish your husband didn't splurge on a penthouse.
Mumbling to yourself, you walk past one of the rooms and hear something… off. Almost like… purring? Curious, you step into the room, expecting anything but the sight in front of you.
“Satoru? Is that you?” Sat atop the — once pristine — covers of a bed was a strikingly white cat with the brightest blue eyes you have ever seen. Ones that look suspiciously close to those of your husband's. What's even weirder, though, is the mini pair of oval sunglasses that rest on the cat's head.
As if it were second nature, the cat leaps towards you, curling its bushy tail around your legs. “It is you!” you sigh, nerves finally easing as you bend down to take a good look at him. He seems to be content in this form. Too content.
“Satoru.” You spoke sternly, eyeing his new form, “You didn't do this on purpose, did you?”
Satoru — or rather Catoru — slinks back, small face scrunched up in guilt as he paws pathetically at your feet. Rolling your eyes you lean down to scoop him up. “Seriously? Do you think anyone will believe the strongest sorcerer got hit by a silly animal transformation curse?”
Catoru mewls sadly, pushing his furry face into your shoulder. Running your hand down his back you shush him, “Fine… I’ll cover for you. Okay? Just stay at home, I’m not going to take you on walks or anything.”
He perks up at this, purring happily in your arms while pushing closer to your chest. You continue to stroke his fur, watching as his ivory hair moves under your hand. He really was such a pretty cat, possibly the most gorgeous one you've ever seen.
“You know…” You start, “You’re awfully calm for someone who has just been cursed.”
Catoru blinks up at you, meowing softly as he nuzzles closer. A smile creeps onto your face at his carelessness, “Did you want this?” His ears twitch, and instead of looking offended, he chirps happily, rubbing his face against your hand before resuming his purring.
You scoff playfully, “Gojo Satoru! Are you avoiding your responsibilities by becoming a cat?” To which he actually nods — that cheeky bastard!
“Well then I guess you won't be allowed on the furniture,” you muse. Catoru tilts his head at you. “What? You'll get your fur everywhere, Toru.” He begins to mewl loudly, small paws patting at your shoulder in what you assume is an effort to persuade you to change your mind.
Before you can scold him your phone vibrates from inside your pocket. “Oh, it's Shoko,” you murmur, mostly to yourself.
Her voice comes from the other end of the line, “Hey, have you found him yet?” You hum, “Yup, he is sitting in my lap as we speak.” Shoko chuckles quietly, “Already? Guess he's settling in.”
A beat of silence passes before she speaks up again, “When do you want me to come see what I can do?”
You think for a moment, looking down at the ball of snowy fur in your lap. He looks so peaceful, curled up and half asleep as his worries drift away from him, even if it's just for the time being.
“Give him a couple of days. I think he needs this.”
vv short I’ve been having writer's block :c
dawndawndawn hi bb runs away
Laineylaineylainey HAI COME BACK
Catoru ₍^. .^₎⟆
The house was eerily quiet when you entered, no loud, cheerful greeting from your husband when you walked through the door. You shrugged off your bag and made your way through the house. Surely he would've told you if a mission ran late? Was he in trouble? No, he began to take on less strenuous missions once he married you.
You call out for him, “Satoru? Where are you?” But there's no answer. It's times like these when you wish your husband didn't splurge on a penthouse.
Mumbling to yourself, you walk past one of the rooms and hear something… off. Almost like… purring? Curious, you step into the room, expecting anything but the sight in front of you.
“Satoru? Is that you?” Sat atop the — once pristine — covers of a bed was a strikingly white cat with the brightest blue eyes you have ever seen. Ones that look suspiciously close to those of your husband's. What's even weirder, though, is the mini pair of oval sunglasses that rest on the cat's head.
As if it were second nature, the cat leaps towards you, curling its bushy tail around your legs. “It is you!” you sigh, nerves finally easing as you bend down to take a good look at him. He seems to be content in this form. Too content.
“Satoru.” You spoke sternly, eyeing his new form, “You didn't do this on purpose, did you?”
Satoru — or rather Catoru — slinks back, small face scrunched up in guilt as he paws pathetically at your feet. Rolling your eyes you lean down to scoop him up. “Seriously? Do you think anyone will believe the strongest sorcerer got hit by a silly animal transformation curse?”
Catoru mewls sadly, pushing his furry face into your shoulder. Running your hand down his back you shush him, “Fine… I’ll cover for you. Okay? Just stay at home, I’m not going to take you on walks or anything.”
He perks up at this, purring happily in your arms while pushing closer to your chest. You continue to stroke his fur, watching as his ivory hair moves under your hand. He really was such a pretty cat, possibly the most gorgeous one you've ever seen.
“You know…” You start, “You’re awfully calm for someone who has just been cursed.”
Catoru blinks up at you, meowing softly as he nuzzles closer. A smile creeps onto your face at his carelessness, “Did you want this?” His ears twitch, and instead of looking offended, he chirps happily, rubbing his face against your hand before resuming his purring.
You scoff playfully, “Gojo Satoru! Are you avoiding your responsibilities by becoming a cat?” To which he actually nods — that cheeky bastard!
“Well then I guess you won't be allowed on the furniture,” you muse. Catoru tilts his head at you. “What? You'll get your fur everywhere, Toru.” He begins to mewl loudly, small paws patting at your shoulder in what you assume is an effort to persuade you to change your mind.
Before you can scold him your phone vibrates from inside your pocket. “Oh, it's Shoko,” you murmur, mostly to yourself.
Her voice comes from the other end of the line, “Hey, have you found him yet?” You hum, “Yup, he is sitting in my lap as we speak.” Shoko chuckles quietly, “Already? Guess he's settling in.”
A beat of silence passes before she speaks up again, “When do you want me to come see what I can do?”
You think for a moment, looking down at the ball of snowy fur in your lap. He looks so peaceful, curled up and half asleep as his worries drift away from him, even if it's just for the time being.
“Give him a couple of days. I think he needs this.”
vv short I’ve been having writer's block :c
Catoru ₍^. .^₎⟆
The house was eerily quiet when you entered, no loud, cheerful greeting from your husband when you walked through the door. You shrugged off your bag and made your way through the house. Surely he would've told you if a mission ran late? Was he in trouble? No, he began to take on less strenuous missions once he married you.
You call out for him, “Satoru? Where are you?” But there's no answer. It's times like these when you wish your husband didn't splurge on a penthouse.
Mumbling to yourself, you walk past one of the rooms and hear something… off. Almost like… purring? Curious, you step into the room, expecting anything but the sight in front of you.
“Satoru? Is that you?” Sat atop the — once pristine — covers of a bed was a strikingly white cat with the brightest blue eyes you have ever seen. Ones that look suspiciously close to those of your husband's. What's even weirder, though, is the mini pair of oval sunglasses that rest on the cat's head.
As if it were second nature, the cat leaps towards you, curling its bushy tail around your legs. “It is you!” you sigh, nerves finally easing as you bend down to take a good look at him. He seems to be content in this form. Too content.
“Satoru.” You spoke sternly, eyeing his new form, “You didn't do this on purpose, did you?”
Satoru — or rather Catoru — slinks back, small face scrunched up in guilt as he paws pathetically at your feet. Rolling your eyes you lean down to scoop him up. “Seriously? Do you think anyone will believe the strongest sorcerer got hit by a silly animal transformation curse?”
Catoru mewls sadly, pushing his furry face into your shoulder. Running your hand down his back you shush him, “Fine… I’ll cover for you. Okay? Just stay at home, I’m not going to take you on walks or anything.”
He perks up at this, purring happily in your arms while pushing closer to your chest. You continue to stroke his fur, watching as his ivory hair moves under your hand. He really was such a pretty cat, possibly the most gorgeous one you've ever seen.
“You know…” You start, “You’re awfully calm for someone who has just been cursed.”
Catoru blinks up at you, meowing softly as he nuzzles closer. A smile creeps onto your face at his carelessness, “Did you want this?” His ears twitch, and instead of looking offended, he chirps happily, rubbing his face against your hand before resuming his purring.
You scoff playfully, “Gojo Satoru! Are you avoiding your responsibilities by becoming a cat?” To which he actually nods — that cheeky bastard!
“Well then I guess you won't be allowed on the furniture,” you muse. Catoru tilts his head at you. “What? You'll get your fur everywhere, Toru.” He begins to mewl loudly, small paws patting at your shoulder in what you assume is an effort to persuade you to change your mind.
Before you can scold him your phone vibrates from inside your pocket. “Oh, it's Shoko,” you murmur, mostly to yourself.
Her voice comes from the other end of the line, “Hey, have you found him yet?” You hum, “Yup, he is sitting in my lap as we speak.” Shoko chuckles quietly, “Already? Guess he's settling in.”
A beat of silence passes before she speaks up again, “When do you want me to come see what I can do?”
You think for a moment, looking down at the ball of snowy fur in your lap. He looks so peaceful, curled up and half asleep as his worries drift away from him, even if it's just for the time being.
“Give him a couple of days. I think he needs this.”
vv short I’ve been having writer's block :c
stop playing mm2 without me im supposed to make fun of your skills… or lack thereof
Okay but I’m trying to get better at it
the date today is 07/29/26 wow july flew by
Correct the order of the date pls
i miss you
I miss you more wife