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⟡♥︎ Moneaa, just a twenty something old, who loves quiet dark haired men with bad tempers <3 she/her/they!
Men who take off your shoes, carefully peel your sheer tights to massage and kiss the arch of your foot before resting your legs on their shoulder and burying their face on your pussy vs. Men who toss you face down, ass up, and tear up a hoke in your tights so they can eat you out from the back through it
zuko fucking into you slowly from behind while he’s curled over you and has you in a headlock . . . your mind is hazy and you’re drooling all over his big fuckin meaty ass bicep . . . & he just looks down at you all adoringly ‘cause you’re his pretty baby
Me ruining my sleep schedule by staying up every night to read fanfiction
ZUKOOOOOOO
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To all my people out there, who loved Yuta ever since JJK 0 and stood tall despite his slander.
In Yuta Okkotsu we trust.
Sasuke Uchiha is literally the love of my life
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awwwn I miss you more! Talk to me! How’ve you been?
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they could never make me hate you <3
there’s something sinister about the way satoru looks at you.
maybe sinister isn’t the right word, because it’s not unwelcome. it’s not malicious either, just unfamiliar. subtle yet so forward, and so unlike the carefree version of him that you’d come to know.
he stopped looking at you through a barrier last week. started pulling his blindfold down to peer at you through his icy lashes, blue irises on full display.
he pushes through the discomfort just to look at you without anything in the way. ignores the sudden onslaught of light piercing through his sclera because you are much more important. you can see it in the way his pupils retract, then expand again. rejecting the sight in front of them then swallowing as much of it as they can because his brain finally registers that it’s you.
you could almost never tell where his eyes were focused before this all started, but something about the way his head would shift when you’d enter the room usually told you that his sights weren’t set too far from you.
it was always a slight change. a shift of the chin. only a centimeter difference, if even that. a subtle glance over whenever you’d laugh, maybe a more obvious one if the cause of that laugh was another man. either way, the weight of the 6 eyes on you was unmistakable.
you’re in the conference room alone together the first time he pulls his blindfold down fully. babbling on about the instructor presentation schedule this week, maybe something more. you can’t recall much besides the sight five deft fingers wrapped around dark silk, pulling until you’re face to face with a shade of blue so enamoring you’re not even sure it has a name.
gojo smiles when your tangent rattles to a stop, punctuating the silence with the softest laugh.
“did you sleep good last night?” he asks, eyes searching your face like they’ll somehow pull the answer out themselves.
“yeah, why?” he softens at that, like the knowledge of whether or not you did had been weighing on his mind.
“good. you look nice today.” is all he offers you before he pulls the blindfold back up, slipping out of the conference room, leaving you to grapple with the knowledge that you’re on his mind a lot more than you’d think.