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satosuguwifee

Thoughts about neighbor!Satoru

You and neighbor!Satoru would be rivals across the street. After all, you couldn't stand his arrogant, womanizing ways, and he would hate your stubborn, hard-headed nature;

You wouldn't even feel safe in your own room, after all, he had already caught you changing clothes and made a point of showing it when he whistled and laughed when you looked at him furiously and shouted “perv!!!”

Little did you know that, on sleepless nights, neighbor!Satoru found himself stroking his own cock with the image he had that day: how your body was full of curves in all the right places, how your skin looked soft and begging for marks that his teeth and mouth could leave—

He would grunt in frustration every time he reached orgasm faster than when he had quickies with people he couldn't even remember the faces of. How could that be? How could he be so aroused by his annoying, stubborn neighbor?!

Let's not mention when neighbor!Satoru almost lost his mind when Haibara decided to throw a pool party at his house and he saw you in that bikini: one that enhanced the color of your skin, and now with drops of water running down your muscles, making him fantasize about replacing them with the tip of his tongue.

Suddenly his swim trunks seemed too tight...

Let's just say you both had too much to drink that night. Even though he didn't like it, it was the only alternative he saw to try to forget you, forgetting basic things like the fact that alcohol fuels the fire, so why would it be any different here?

And that led you both to one of the empty rooms where he literally pushed you against the door, attacking your lips and neck while his hands roamed over your flesh.

“I knew you had a crush on me, otherwise you wouldn't be here in my arms, hmm?” “I could say the same, you kissed me first—”

neighbor!Satoru silenced you with a hard bite on your shoulder, guiding both hands to your hips and literally ripping off your bikini, making you sigh. Since when did he have so much strength?

And you wondered the same thing as he thrust into you, his cock hitting unimaginable spots that made you roll your eyes and moan loudly, digging your nails into the flesh of his back as the music drowned out the chances of anyone discovering this little secret.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #headcanon #gojo smut #gojo x you #satoru gojo #gojo hcs #jjk smut #gojo headcanons #gojo jjk #jjk satoru #satoru x you

satosuguwifee

You Belong With Me — Satoru Gojo x Fem!reader

wc: 1619

contents: Modern!au, fluffy, highschool!au

Warning: inspired by Taylor Swift's song You Belong With Me;

Part One

There you were, sitting on your bed surrounded by books as if you were in the middle of a pentagram of sacrifices. Your glasses were slightly crooked on the bridge of your nose, reflecting a very obvious trait of yours: clumsiness.

“Oh, where is my chemistry notebook?” you ask yourself, your hands groping beneath the sea of books, desperately searching for that specific notebook, as if it had somehow been sucked into a vortex hidden in that mess— “Oh, I found it! It was under me the whole time!”

You then opened the notebook, flipping through the slightly yellowed and crumpled pages from so many times you had picked up that notebook. After all, you were doing your best to try to get into the best medical school in Tokyo, and knowing that others who had the same dream as you were doing the same, taking even a minute off was unfeasible for you. However, a noise from the door on the right side of your room caught your attention, your eyes shifting from atoms and neutrons to face none other than your neighbor and childhood friend, Satoru Gojo.

He was simply the most desired and coveted boy at Jujutsu High School, a high-ranking school that you managed to get into with the help of a scholarship. And how lucky, because when Satoru showed you the tuition fee, you almost fell over! It was almost the value of your house and land combined!

You watched him silently, your window facing his, giving you a view of him arguing with someone on the phone, and from the tone of exhaustion and anger, you already had a hunch who the other person was: his girlfriend, Mei Mei. A girl with hair as white as his, with a body that was the envy of the cheerleading squad (of which she was the leader), and a naturally seductive look and manner that attracted everyone like a magnet.

You never liked her, not only because she “stole” the guy you liked from the moment he moved into the house next door six years ago, but because of her sweetly dangerous and manipulative manner that sent shivers down your spine just remembering how she looked at you when Satoru came to talk to you at school, as if you were an enemy she had to eliminate. You shook your head from side to side, not wanting to think about her, until you noticed Satoru hanging up and sitting down heavily in his desk chair, which was in front of his window.

It hurt to see him so tired... It certainly couldn't be easy to have a girlfriend like Mei Mei. He didn't need to say it, it was obvious from the number of times they fought and how Satoru seemed to be fed up with it.

That's when he seemed to notice your gaze and looked up, a tired and apologetic smile on his face, realizing that he had unintentionally distracted you from your studies, which you prioritized so much. You smiled back, showing that you didn't mind being distracted before grabbing another notebook from under the bed, then a marker pen, and writing a question you almost always asked when that happened:

“You ok?”

You turned and raised the notebook, showing him the question before he laughed and did the same. This was a habit of yours, something you started doing because you were window neighbors and had never stopped since. You found it particularly cute, so you never made a point of letting this habit die. It was then that he raised his notebook, with a small, tired smile and a shrug.

“Tired of drama”

After reading it, you turn another page and start writing your answer, your lower lip between your teeth before showing it to him:

“Sorry :(”

Satoru shrugged and continued staring at you, giving you butterflies in your stomach as you smiled back, your hand tingling with an immense desire to write something else to cheer him up... But your mind was blank, and you just adjusted your glasses with your right hand. Until... A slightly more serious expression appeared on your face and you found yourself turning another page... The tip of the pen forming a phrase well known to you and your heart in love with movies and romance fanfiction:

“I love you”

Those three little words had haunted your mind and heart since you saw a sullen white-haired boy six years ago... Words you had wanted to say to him for a long time, even before he became the golden boy of the school, the captain of the football team, and the one all the girls fell in love with. No, you had loved him since he was just a serious little boy, hurt by losing the only person who really seemed to love him and didn't see him as just something to be used.

You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath as you swallowed hard and said a silent prayer before gathering all your courage and lifting the notebook with trembling hands. There was a silence, a silence that lasted too long for your liking and made you open your eyes... You were faced with his dark blue curtain covering the inside, making you sigh as you stared at your own reflection showing the page, feeling almost pathetic and as if the universe was painting her face like a clown.

“Honey, come to dinner!”

Your mother called out, oblivious to your self-deprecation and continuing to smile at you from the edge of her door before leaving you alone again. Sighing, you get up and straighten your shirt before following the same path as your mother, adjusting your glasses and feeling like an old woman with scoliosis from the amount of time you spent hunched over your bed and bent over your books.

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After dinner with his father, who was only interested in his grades and reputation at school, Satoru returned to his room quite stressed and swearing that his hair would fall out from it. He throws himself on the bed, snorting before deciding to make a group call with his best friends: Suguru and Shoko. He didn't like to talk about his personal problems, preferring to maintain his usual facade of being an arrogant and confident boy.

But it hadn't always been that way...

Not since Satoru lost his mother, his only safe haven, to cancer when he was 11, forcing him to live alone with his father in another city. At that time, he was a rebellious and rude boy, somehow trying to get his father's attention... But every time he failed, he could only cry in his room and call for his mother. However, everything changed when he was sitting on the sidewalk in front of his house and out of nowhere he felt a presence beside him.

“Hi! I've never seen you around here before!” A thin voice greeted him, but he didn't even turn to look. “My name is Y/n, your neighbor. What's your name?”

Satoru didn't answer, just staring ahead with his arms crossed over his knees before feeling a hand on his shoulder, causing him to stiffen and pull away abruptly, staring at the girl with fury in his eyes.

“LEAVE ME ALONE!” He felt a pang of regret when he noticed her apologetic, teary gaze, causing him to sigh and look away, scratching the back of his neck. “...I'm sorry...”

Silence filled the room, and he thought she had left. He wouldn't judge her, after all, he hadn't been very welcoming. But he was surprised to feel a presence beside him, turning his face and seeing her sitting there, a big smile with a missing baby tooth before stretching out her arms, showing a Nintendo 3DS.

“Do you like Pokémon?”

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Satoru smiled without realizing it, his eyes on the phone screen but his brain in the memories of how he met the best girl in the world, the only one who understood him, who supported him, who took care of him... He wasn't even paying attention to what Suguru was saying when suddenly loud music started playing. He recognized Avril Lavigne's Hello Kitty, making him groan at the terrible taste of whoever was playing that at that time of night. He got out of bed and went straight to the window to see who the hell was doing that, and when he lifted the side of the curtain, he was met with an unprecedented scene:

His neighbor, the shy and withdrawn nerd, simply dancing and jumping on her bed to the beat, wearing cow pajamas and holding a brush as a microphone while excitedly shaking her hair.

The sight amused him, but it also made him see how... cute she was, even more than she already was. He loved seeing her so at ease... Even if she was singing those catchy songs. However, Y/n simply slipped and fell off the bed straight onto her wardrobe, and Satoru had never closed the curtain so quickly and simply started laughing there, walking to the bed and getting into a fetal position, both arms on his stomach and leaving Suguru and Shoko confused by this.

And after the music suddenly stopped and he heard a small “Ouch” from her, he stared at the ceiling with a silly, peaceful smile, drying the tears in the corners of his eyes from laughing so hard as he sighed, without even knowing or trying, she managed to cheer him up, make him smile genuinely... Something he thought he would never be able to do again.

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satosuguwifee

Helloo! So, it's been a LONG time since I posted anything, and I know I owe you the continuation of the Sukuna fic... But I promise it's coming! Below is a preview of the next chapter! I hope you all like it, xoxo🩷

Preview

That night after dinner with her superior, Y/n couldn't stop remembering every second inside his car. How his fingers caressed her cheekbones, or how he looked like he was about to attack her right there— She shakes her head, in yet another failed attempt to focus on sleeping, and goes back to counting sheep.

“One little sheep, two little sheep...”

And she counted several sheep until dawn, but not forgetting to swear to herself that she would avoid Sukuna as much as possible. After all, she had to maintain a professional relationship. Not that she wanted more than that... Definitely not.

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In the early days, it was a difficult task, because she could feel that sharp gaze on her wherever she went, whether in the cafeteria, at the printer, or even when she went to the bathroom! Okay, maybe the last one was just paranoia.

But in a change of scenery at the company, everyone was surprised when a new employee joined: none other than Itadori Yuji, known for being Sukuna's nephew. He is very different from his uncle: friendlier, more outgoing, talkative, and everything his older relative was not. Itadori and she started talking when they began sharing the photocopier, and she was taken aback by how talkative and optimistic he could be.

Y/n is sure that he takes advantage of the fact that he is Sukuna's nephew and can't be scolded by the head of that department, because only one person would intimidate the pink-haired boy.

With him there, she even managed to forget about Sukuna for a few days, even though one was the spitting image of the other! She was even working better, because he always gave her an extra cup of coffee and covered for her when their boss came to bother her. It seems that the gods heard her daily complaints about the stress of that place and decided to take it a little easier on her!

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On a beautiful Thursday afternoon, when the day seemed too beautiful to be true, Sukuna's personal assistant, Uraume, came directly to Y/n's desk by surprise. His stoic face did not allow her to guess what he was actually doing there. However, she had a suspicion...

“Mr. Sukuna would like you to come to his office at the end of the day.”

“Do you have any idea what it might be about?”

He shook his head before leaving without another word, leaving the woman already nervous inside and fearing what he might want to discuss with her. Could it be something related to that day in the car? She prayed it wasn't. And even though she wanted to take a few minutes of her limited time to unravel the mystery that was her boss, Y/n shook her head in a failed attempt to refocus on the report she was writing about how the company's stock had been growing and flourishing, as if someone had thrown some magical fertilizer on the company's land! She envies the number of zeros Sukuna must have in his bank account.

When her shift ended, she grabbed her messenger bag and walked to the elevator, pressing the only button with a gold rim. And with each floor she climbed, her stomach grew colder and her hands sweated more.

The elevator's “ding” made her jump slightly, and as soon as the doors opened, she took a deep breath and walked across the red carpet that contrasted with the marble floor, which already showed the power of those who ruled there. Y/n knocked twice on the huge wooden door, hearing a low “Come in,” and she did so immediately. Her eyes widened as she looked around the room, noticing how the colors red, brown, and black dominated the space and made her feel even more intimidated. And right in front, near the floor-to-ceiling window, Sukuna was sitting behind his desk in his leather chair, watching her with his single crimson eye while smoking a cigar.

“Sit down.”

The command is clear, and she quickly sits down in one of the chairs in front of his desk. To think that only the butts of powerful men touched that material.

“It's been a while since I've seen you, Miss L/n... You know, I might think you're avoiding me on purpose.”

“Me? Never, Mr. Sukuna... It never even crossed my mind!”

The woman's statement made the pink-haired man slowly rise from his seat, tapping the ashes from his cigar into the ashtray before walking around the desk, watching her like a predator and slowly cornering her. Until he stopped behind her, just reading her in silence. Y/n began to feel her heart race, her life flashing before her eyes for a moment until she shivered completely from head to toe at the sudden sensation of his warm breath on the sensitive skin of her neck.

“You know, Miss L/n... I have enough experience with all kinds of people to recognize the tone of a lie in someone.” He murmurs, his lips almost dangerously caressing her skin. “A trembling or slightly altered voice, sweaty hands, not looking you in the eye... And you checked all three boxes.”

Y/n jumped a little when she felt his hand on one of her shoulders, the weight serving as a kind of warning.

“Those who lied to me didn't come back to tell the story...” He paused for a moment, torturing her a little more before chuckling dryly and moving away from her, allowing her to breathe again. "But... I'll let this one slide. After all, I've heard a lot about your performance."

Sukuna sat back down in his chair, picking up his cigar again and placing it against his lips, stretched into a smirk at how affected Y/n was. At how she couldn't hide those little reactions to his moves. And he couldn't deny that her transparency intrigued him.

“But getting straight to the point, I'm sure you're wondering why I called you to my office.” He pauses, staring at Y/n, who nods in response. “I would like you to accompany me on a business trip I'm taking this weekend to New York.”

Y/n's eyes widened slightly at his sudden request, and worse, at the idea of traveling to another country in the company of the man who had affected her so deeply with a simple car ride. She hesitated, seeing red lights as a warning sign that she shouldn't accept, even though it was an opportunity to improve her networking and perhaps stand out in the job market! Or just for the experience.

Seeming to read her mind, the man spoke again:

“You have every right to refuse, but I must warn you, there may not be another opportunity like this... After all, I'm not very generous.” He chuckled as his fingers tapped a soft, steady rhythm on the arm of his chair. “I'll give you until tomorrow to think about it if you need to. Think carefully.”

The last sentence seemed more like a provocation to her, and when he dismissed her with a wave, Y/n stood up and made a brief, quick bow before walking quickly (running) toward the exit, which seemed to emit a light that called to her. However, when her hand met the doorknob, the door suddenly opened and she found herself going forward, hearing a gasp as her face met something hard, like a wall... Soft and warm?

“Oh, hey Y/n! My uncle isn't bothering you, is he?” Itadori's voice comes through, and Y/n immediately pulls her face away from his chest, cheeks flushed with pure embarrassment. “Calm down, no need to blush!”

“Are you guys really going to flirt at my office door?”

And that's when Y/n looked even smaller than she already was, apologizing nervously before quickly walking back to the elevator, pressing the button repeatedly before sighing in relief when she got in and the doors closed, putting her right hand over her racing heart and just wishing she was at home hugging Mr. Oreo.

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sakukiarts

This is officially my first post on my exclusive art blog. Yaaay! And I was so inspired today... That I made a art of my oc with her boi🩷

Reference:

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satosuguwifee

Helloo!! Just wanted to let you know that I've created a new blog that will have artwork from my OC! It's a blog where I'll be a little more active, and this one will be exclusively for fanfiction, heh.

Please support me if you can! I'm still a beginner🩷

New blog

satosuguwifee

My art of my oc with Satoru! (Still learning how to draw lol)

Reference:

#prettyyyy #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #art #jjk satoru #not mine #🩷🩷🩷#art tumblr

satosuguwifee

Espresso Of My Heart — Nanami Kento x F!reader

wc: 1327

contents: Modern!au, Nanami's Birthday Special

Masterlist

The mild aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the low sound of conversations and clinking cups, creating a perfect refuge from the chaos outside. Y/n pushed open the glass door of the small coffee shop, taking a deep breath, trying to relieve the weight of another exhausting day. She was just looking for a quiet corner, perhaps a cappuccino to warm her chest—and to relax her tense muscles.

“Welcome,” a man said in a deep voice as he adjusted his tie over his waiter's uniform. The uniform — an elegant beige — suited him surprisingly well, looking out of place and yet absurdly charming in that cozy environment. “What would you like to order?”

The woman feels her cheeks flush, admiring his blond hair that seemed to shine thanks to the sunlight coming through the windows of the establishment, but she soon “wakes up” and picks up the menu perfectly placed in front of her.

“Let me see...” Y/n murmurs to herself, looking at the various options with an almost hungry gaze and thinking that, if her salary allowed it, she would eat everything. “I'll have an espresso with that cheesecake.”

After he writes down her order, she watches him walk to the counter to deliver the order to the kitchen, her eyes unintentionally admiring him more than she should, especially that butt—OMG, what perverted spirit has taken over her?! It must be fatigue.

...

She decided to open her laptop to continue the report her boss had asked for, even making a few spelling mistakes every time she looked away from the handsome waiter and caught those brown eyes on her from time to time. Serving as fuel for her.

Without noticing the time passing, she finds him leaving her order next to her laptop, making her stare at him.

“It looks delicious, thank you. Oh, may I know your name?” She asks, her hopeful eyes staring at him.

“Nanami Kento.” He says calmly before looking at her over his shoulder. “Can I help you with anything else?”

“Not for now, but thank you.” Y/n smiles, receiving a nod from him. “My name is Y/n, by the way, get used to seeing my face here.”

Her confident voice elicits a slight, discreet smile from him, and Y/n is able to see it before he turns to attend to other customers who are patiently waiting for their orders. But the butterflies won't go away, and as Y/n drinks her coffee, which is much more delicious than the others she's had, she plans her next visit at the same time, wanting to see Nanami a few more times.

As promised, Y/n showed up every day at the same time, sitting at the same table and ordering the same thing every time. She always tried to talk to Nanami when no one else was around, but it was quite difficult because he was more reserved than she was. But it would be a big lie to say that it didn't make her more and more intrigued by him.

Despite the thoughts that he wasn't interested, she tried not to let it bother her. And for a few weeks she managed to stay strong.

But it was when she had been going there for almost two months that she went there, head down and feeling like trash. Y/n couldn't believe she had been scolded by her boss for no reason! Okay, maybe she was a little distracted... Even so!

Y/n was quiet, just waiting for her order at the table and staring at Nanami when he placed the coffee in front of her along with the cheesecake. She thanked him with a small smile and was ready to sweeten her shitty day a little... Only she didn't expect there to be a perfectly drawn heart in the espresso!

She wanted to cry with happiness, looking for Nanami with her eyes and seeing him smile at her!

She felt her heart beating strongly again, and she wanted to go to him and hug him! But she didn't do that, not yet. Y/n didn't want to seem too hasty and scare him away... But after that heart in her coffee, that was almost an impossible mission.

In early July, Tokyo was blessed with an unexpected storm without warning, which resulted in flooded streets and several chances of getting splashed by a passing car.

Y/n snorted, staring at the storm from the entrance of her workplace with some hope that the rain would pass soon. But she is beginning to think that this will not happen. Soon, she sees Nanami leaving the coffee shop and she opens her mouth to greet him... But... Who is that woman next to him? She gasped for air for a few seconds, looking away when she heard her laughing at something he said.

Not wanting to see that anymore, she ignores the rain and starts walking back to her neighborhood, clutching her briefcase to her chest and ignoring the cold, stinging water hitting her like a series of slaps. She knows she shouldn't feel this way, after all, they had nothing to do with each other. But can anyone judge her? After that heart in her espresso, she hoped they would soon be on an official date! But apparently, it would be nothing more than a passing flirtation.

However, the rain suddenly stopped, and she sighed with relief before realizing that... No, the rain hadn't stopped. Above her was an umbrella, and its owner was literally right next to her, staring at her with a look of concern beneath his calm face.

“What are you doing here?” she asks, looking at him a little more seriously than usual.

“I'm sorry if I surprised you. It's unacceptable to let you get caught in this rain and catch a cold,” he said, smiling a little. “I called you earlier, but I don't think you heard me because of the rain.”

“I thought you were busy with your girlfriend.”

Silence fell, making her regret her words a little. She shouldn't have reacted like that, not when he had always been so kind, attentive, and gentlemanly toward her. Y/n didn't know what to say, and she just played with a wet strand of her hair the whole way, feeling the heavy atmosphere between them until they arrived in front of her house.

“Thank you for walking me home, I hope I didn't get in the way of your journey home.”

“Wait.” Nanami says, gently holding her wrist, drawing her gaze. “Y/n, that woman is just my co-worker. I don't want you to think there's anything between her and me.”

This makes Y/n's eyes widen a little, both because of what he said and because he explained the situation to her, meaning that he cared... That maybe all was not lost. She nods, smiling broadly before turning to face him and taking a step closer, maintaining eye contact.

“That's good to know. Because I didn't want to lose my chance with you.”

“I feel the same way, Y/n, from the moment you walked into that coffee shop.”

Nanami says, leaning in and surprising her with a soft kiss on her cheek that made her smile foolishly. And soon she turns her face and kisses him on the lips, the corners of her lips lifting in a small smile, standing on her tiptoes and feeling herself float with the softness of his mouth against hers. A shiver runs up her spine as she feels his hand on the back of her neck, angling her head and making the kiss more synchronized and romantic.

“Would you go on a date with me, Y/n?”

“It took you long enough to ask.”

She says, hugging his neck and kissing him once more with more feeling, feeling his arms around her waist and lifting her off the ground, with the umbrella being blown away by the wind and the rain soaking them both on that rainy night.

The End.

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yuutaguro

[papamin au 🐅] hot chocolate season 🍁

sillysushi

@gojoest 🥺❤

crumplstiltskin

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Vou estar recolocando minhas histórias em um novo blog na língua inglesa, o nome do meu novo blog é @satosuguwifee.

#post in portuguese #strawmariee writes

As vezes você deve deixar algo que gosta muito para trás se isso não te faz bem, e foi essa frase que venho pensando seriamente por alguns dias e agora tenho a certeza de que provavelmente (95%), não vou mais escrever por aqui.

Fico muito feliz por tudo que já escrevi, sempre fiz com muito carinho e tentando representar um pouco mais a lingua brasileira aqui nesse site... E fiquei motivada nesses 2 anos desde que criei esse blog. No entanto, eu sempre botei muita expectativa de que algum dia chegaria ao nível dos blogs que escrevem em inglês...

Bom, eu me enganei...

Sempre que minhas fanfics iam tão bem eu me motivava a escrever mais e mais, e assim foi quando vi que minha fanfic do Gojo foi tão amada, fiquei motivada em escrever o especial para o Nanami, planejei tudo bonitinho e o aviso do especial dele pegou tantos corações que me senti em um lugar, que finalmente mais pessoas iam gostar do modo que escrevo ou imagino as coisas...

E bem, não foi o caso. Quando vi que cheguei ao ponto de ter que reblogar a minha história mais de uma vez para tentar fazer ela ter mais reconhecimento, foi quando eu realmente cansei... E vi que não chegaria nem perto dos outros blogs desse site.

E é por isso que declaro o fim da minha jornada aqui no Tumblr. Talvez eu faça algum blog em Inglês mas não tenho certeza... Enfim, se alguém ler isso, obrigada por ter me acompanhado até aqui. Fique bem❤

#post in portuguese #strawmariee desabafo #goodbye #vou deixar as fanfics para todos que quiserem reler ou ler novamente #obrigada

nectardaddy

thank you @mayariviolet for the tag ❤️❤️

Last song | mass - modern baseball

Favorite color | navy blue or black

Currently watching | blue period, and rewatching aot and haikyuu. elden ring play throughs of the dlc on youtube because I'm so bad at it so I watch other people do it before I do it

Sweet/Spicy/Savory | spicy all the way

Relationship status | can yall believe I'm married??? dating for 3 years and just recently had our 1 year wedding anniversary

Current obsession | ranting about jjk to my husband (the most recent chapters still haunt me and I will not stfu about it), bartending (the determination I have in my body to make a good drink for people is at an all time high)

no pressure tags | @hideandgopeep @inumakisser @inumakis-boo @wyrcan

wyrcan

thanks for tagging!! :D

last song / fine by noah kahan

favorite color / currently orange!

currently watching / watching the 2016 macgyver show cause i liked the older one when i was younger

sweet-spicy-savory / mmh probably savory right now

relationship status / extremely single (and pretty content with it)

current obsession / haikyuu!! i’ve been consuming so much haikyuu content right now it’s crazy, ooh and all the fics my mutuals make!!

no pressure tags: @nnnyxie, @froyaoya, @eggyrocks, @causenessus, @yenonnoff

causenessus

thank you sm for tagging me!! <3

last song -> henry by lowertown

favorite color -> BROWN!! I LOVE BROWN

currently watching -> aboslutely nothing i'm so bad at watching anything but i'm going to say bladerunner 2049 bc it's always running thru my head (haha running)

sweet-spicy-savory -> probably savory!

relationship status -> single because real men suck

current obsession -> haikyuu ofc!! and it all started with me going back just to watch all the episodes with oikawa in it <3

tags (if u want to!!) <3 @cr4yolaas @kitnootkat + anyone else that wants to!

kitnootkat

Woohoo!! Tagging games are so fun

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Last song -> Love me back by Fromis_9

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Favorite color -> Pink or light blue !!

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷Currently watching -> Musicals and behind the stage videos for tick tick boom </3

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Sweet - Spicy - savory -> Def sweet ! But I do enjoy snacking on buldak noodles when bored.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Relationship status -> Dating ! Sortaish ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Current obsession -> Haikyuu!! and stardew valley !! I reread the haikyuu timeskip on a monthly basis and collect the manga so the movie just dragged me back into my haikyuu phase tags (if you'd want to !) @lcvemiyuki @cannibalsrider

lcvemiyuki

last song / red wine supernova by chappell roan

favorite color / i love me some neutrals but mainly hues of blue!

currently watching / kimi ni todoke :)

sweet-spicy-savory / this is hard...but prolly spicy

relationship status / single and loving it LMAO

current obsession / honkai star rail (my friend rec me it and i told him no bc i already spent sm money on genshin...and now im currently grinding the jades or whatever their called on hsr)

tags! (if you want to): @m-inluv @shxtodxroki

entwnii-deactivated20250618

thx for the tag haley ! this was so funnnn

𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 : KEHLANI — jordan adetunji

𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿 : i love me some good navy blue or cherry red

𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 : nothing. my attention span is too short to watch anything, i get bored in not even ten minutes. . . :(

𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁-𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗰𝘆-𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝘆 : this is such a hard one ! but rn probably sweet things !

𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 : i’m single (and kinda in a need of a boyfriend)

𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 : javon ‘wanna’ walton. as simple as that. my 2022 phase is coming back at me. . .

🏷️ tags (only if you want to ofc !!) : @sweetfushi @satorisoup

satorisoup

EEEK thank you for the taggies mai & @sweetfushi !! (>∀<*)

ᰔ last song — forwards beckon rebound by adrianne lenker

ᰔ favorite color — any light colors & pink !!

ᰔ currently watching — rewatching fruits basket 2019 <3

ᰔ sweet, spicy, savory — mmm probably sweet or savory !!

ᰔ relationship status — single & in love with my fictional boyfriends <3 m’ not lookin’ to be cheated on for a 3rd time… ^_^

ᰔ current obsession — collecting figures & manga !! :3

tags <3 ( no pressure )

@lowkeyremi @chloiyoomi @hyenagoated @marimisses + anyone else who would like to join !!

kawamarii

THANKS FOR TAGGING ME LENE!!

last song — 映えない (feat. 初音ミク) - utsu-p

fav color — red

currently watching — rewatching mha (i heard it finally got good!)

sweet, savory, or spicy — spicy !!!

relationship status — single bc my first and last relationship experience was HORRID.

currently obsession — zenless zone zero

no pressure tags : @kozuwhore @aizawaz @mahgyu and anyone else :3

mahgyu-deactivated20260313

THANK U FOR TAGGING ME MARI <3

Last song: Glow - Mr. Kitty

Fav color: Black and blue 🖤💙

Currently watching: Rewatching the drama Tomorrow

Sweet, spicy or savory: Spicyyyy

Relationship status: Single and afraid of meeting new people :')

Current obsession: Madly keeping up with the new chapters of Jujutsu Kaisen (no, my mental health is not good at all)

→ Tags ( if u want to): @shycoconutt , @strawmariee and anyone else who wants to join.

⠀

strawmariee

Thanks for tag me Mah!🌷🥺

Last song: Close to You — Gracie Abrams

Fav color: Pink and white

Currently watching: One Piece

Sweet, spicy or savory: sweet things😋

Relationship status: single but dating fictional characters😔

Current obsession: make my characters in air-dry clay

Tags: @marimarionette, @cinemaspoppycornuwu

#tag game #Thx for the tag🥺#💕💕💕

strawmariee

Happy Birthday, Nanamin! — Kento Nanami x Leitora

Synopsis: Dia 3 de Julho, uma data especial para a família Nanami! E, neste ano, uma surpresa é preparada pelas pessoas que Kento Nanami mais ama e se importa.

Contents: fluff, family au, modern au, especial de aniversário.

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Likes, reblogs e comentários sempre bem-vindos!

Sons de passos rápidos e animados enchem a casa normalmente calma, e S/n sorri de forma carinhosa assim que a imagem de seus dois filhos correndo pela sala de estar enche seu coração de carinho, vendo que eles parecem bem energizados após voltarem do shopping.

— Meninos, vocês sabem que dia é hoje? — a voz doce e suave dela ressoa na casa, atraindo a atenção dos dois de imediato.

— É claro! — ambos respondem ao mesmo tempo, no entanto Ino continua após a sincronização. — Hoje é aniversário do papito!

— Isso mesmo querido.

S/n não consegue conter uma risada pela nova forma na qual Ino, seu filho mais velho, se refere ao pai deles e logo bagunça os cabelos castanhos claros do garoto que sorri orgulhoso e mostrando a pequena janelinha em sua boca após perder seu primeiro dente de leite.

— É por isso que nós compramos aquelas gravatas?? — Yuji perguntou enquanto se abraça nas pernas da mãe, a encarando com um sorrisinho animado e os olhos brilhantes.

— Exatamente!

A mulher sorri e pega Yuji nos braços que abraçou o seu pescoço e se aconchegou contra ela com uma expressão animada. O de cabelos rosados é bem mais apegado a sua mãe, sempre pedindo colo dela ou a chamando para brincar com ele. Já Ino parecia mais apegado ao pai, sempre tentando impressionar o loiro tirando notas altas, protegendo seu irmão mais novo ou ajudando sua mãe.

Assim que Yuji foi colocado no chão, ele e Ino correram para o quarto para jogar um pouco de vídeo-game e S/n foi preparar o almoço dos três já que, infelizmente por conta do seu trabalho, Nanami raramente conseguia vir almoçar em casa. E apesar de ser seu aniversário, ele tem uma reunião importante hoje e não poderia perdê-la.

Nanami suspira de uma forma exausta ao se encostar na parede do banheiro, a palma de sua mão contra sua testa enquanto sente sua cabeça pulsando de dor. Ele definitivamente estava no seu limite.

— Nanami, já te falei pra você não pegar tão pesado no trabalho. — a voz de seu melhor amigo, Haibara, chega em seus ouvidos antes de sentir ele colocar algo em seu peito. — Toma, eu comprei pra você.

— Obrigado.

Ele agradece assim que viu que era um remédio para sua dor de cabeça, rapidamente engolindo o comprimido e olhando seu reflexo no espelho, notando as olheiras em baixo de seus olhos como também seu olhar exausto e se assemelhando a um morto-vivo.

— Olha que eu falo pra S/n o quanto esse trabalho acabando com você!

A menção de sua esposa faz um sorriso suave aparecer nos lábios do loiro, um grande contraste com sua expressão exausta. Tudo o que ele mais queria era passar o seu próprio aniversário ao lado dela e de seus dois filhos... Mas ele não podia se dar esse luxo, não quando seu maior propósito é dar a melhor condição de vida para eles.

— E sim, isso é uma ameaça. — Haibara diz, sorrindo de canto enquanto coloca a mão sobre o ombro do loiro.

— Cala a boca...

Nanami diz com um sorriso cansado, fechando os olhos antes de soltar outro suspiro e bater de leve na mão dele antes de ajeitar sua postura, se olhar uma última vez no espelho e finalmente sair do banheiro ao lado de seu melhor amigo, sorrindo mais uma vez ao olhar diretamente para a mesma mesa da pequena padaria que, há alguns anos, foi ocupada por ele e sua esposa no primeiro encontro deles, um dos momentos mais memoráveis e especiais em sua vida.

Após o almoço, S/n começou a lavar a louça e seus dois ajudantes também ajudaram sua mãe com a tarefa e Yuji enxugava os pratos e copos e Ino guardava os utensílios em seus devidos lugares. Assim que toda a louça foi lavada, a mais velha se jogou no sofá junto com seus filhos que se deitaram em cada lado de seu peito e suspirando.

— Eu com certeza não sirvo para ser dono de casa! — Ino diz com um beicinho emburrado, enquanto fecha os olhos.

— Oh, e o que você quer ser quando virar adulto?

— Um piloto de fórmula 1! — Ino diz animado, enquanto aponta para a camisa do relâmpago Mcqueen que está usando.

— E eu quero ser um bombeiro ou jogador de basquete! — o mais novo diz animado, uma expressão sonhadora enquanto se imagina como ele vai ser adulto.

S/n apenas ria com a fofura de seus filhos, não deixando de imaginar como que eles estariam daqui alguns anos... Será que serão tão fortes quanto o pai deles? Vão casar ou dar netos para ela algum dia? A mulher beijou o topo da cabeça de cada um, fazendo ambos rirem antes de darem espaço para quando ela se retirou do sofá.

— Mas sabe o que está faltando para a surpresa do papai? Um delicioso bolo!

— Ah, é mesmo! — eles disseram novamente em uníssono, ficando em pé no sofá e encarando a mãe. — Podemos ajudar??

Ela assentiu, e os dois pularam nos ombros dela enquanto ela corria para a cozinha em uma pequena brincadeira, logo colocando eles no balcão da cozinha. Logo todos os ingredientes estão perto: Trigo, ovos, leite, fermento, açúcar e essência de baunilha.

S/n começou a bater os ovos na vasilha, e pediu para que Ino colocasse o trigo na xícara.

— Yuujiii... — o mais velho cantarolou o nome do caçula e, assim que o de cabelos rosados olhou para ele, Ino assoprou uma boa quantidade do pó na cara do irmão.

— Argh, Ino! — ele rosnou o nome do irmão e imediatamente se vingou amassando um ovo na cabeça dele. — Bem feito, bobão!

Ino o encarou furioso e logo pegou uma colher de pau enquanto corria atrás de Yuji que foi para a sala de estar e começou a se defender com as almofadas e batia nele ao mesmo tempo. S/n os advertiu pensando ser o suficiente enquanto fazia a mistura e a coloca na batedeira desligada, logo se espantando quando viu Ino empurrar Yuji que caiu do sofá.

— Meninos! — ela repreendeu pela segunda vez e quando foi andar até eles, ela escorregou na partes do ovo que tinha caído no chão e assim que tentou se apoiar em algo, sua mão acabou batendo na vasilha que derramou a mistura bem em cima da cabeça dela.

Os dois pararam imediatamente, e o som da vasilha contra o chão pareceu fazer eco com o silêncio pertubador que se criou de repente. S/n se levantou lentamente do chão, os chamando silenciosamente com um aceno de mão lento e calmo. Yuji e Ino caminharam cabisbaixos e hesitantes até mãe deles que, assim que retirou o excesso da mistura do rosto, deixou visível seu olhar ameaçador.

— Yuji e Ino Nanami... — ela murmurou seus nomes completos, cruzando os braços sobre o peito. — Qual foi a regra que o vovô e a vovó disseram quando eles repreendiam a mamãe mais de uma vez?

— Eles diziam que... A chinela ia cantar. — Yuji murmura assustado, se escondendo atrás do irmão mais velho que também parecia assustado com a nova aparência dela.

— Exatamente. — ela diz, se agachando na frente deles. — No entanto... Nossa regra vai ser um pouquinho pior: Sem video-game, bola, desenho e o mais importante... — ela faz um suspense, antes de sorrir de uma forma doce. — Vocês serão meus modelos para minhas aulas de tricô.

Ela diz, dando um tapinha na cabeça de cada um antes de voltar para a cozinha de novo e os chamar.

— Preferia que a chinela cantasse... — Ino murmura emburrado para Yuji, que assentiu em concordância com a mesma feição.

Já se passava da meia-noite, e logo a porta da casa começou a ser destrancada antes de ser aberta por Nanami, que suspirou cansado e aliviado assim que sentiu o refrescante cheiro que seu lar sempre oferecia a ele.

— Querida, cheguei... — ele anuncia, colocando o paletó no cabideiro antes de acender a luz da sala de estar.

— SURPRESA!

Os três gritaram assim que a luz foi acesa, e Nanami notou um bolo nas mãos da esposa e Ino e Yuji ao lado dela. O loiro sorriu, colocando sua pasta de trabalho no sofá antes de caminhar até eles e dar um beijo na testa de S/n.

— Desculpe ter chegado tão tarde. — ele murmura, logo se agachando para que os dois meninos o abraçassem e logo sendo segurados por eles. — O que aconteceu com vocês?

Ele perguntou assim que notou S/n, Yuji e Ino sujos de trigo, massa e até mesmo ovo, fazendo com que o loiro arqueasse uma das sobrancelhas enquanto encara Yuji que começou a falar.

— Foi culpa dele, ele que começou! — o rosado apontou para o irmão, que pareceu o fuzilar com o olhar.

— E você continuou! — ele rebateu, mostrando a língua pro mais novo.

— Tô achando que certas pessoas não vão ganhar presente no dia das crianças...

S/n murmurou, e isso fez com que os dois parassem de brigar e logo desceram dos braços do pai para correr até o quarto dos dois, arrancando uma risada suave do mais velho que caminhou até a esposa e pegou sua mão esquerda e plantou um beijo carinhoso em seus dedos, sorrindo com o brilho da aliança que molda seu dedo.

— Obrigado querida, não precisava disso... — ele acaricia a cintura dela, um olhar doce e suave enquanto encara a sua amada. — Só você e os meninos é o suficiente pra mim.

— Bobagem, é seu aniversário amor.

Eles dão um beijo rápido assim que ouviram os passos de Yuji e Ino retornando com uma caixa de presentes, ambos esticando para que o pai pudesse pegar. Nanami pareceu surpreso, e rapidamente começou a desfazer o laço e arregalou levemente os olhos quando viu um par de gravatas.

— Esse aqui é da mamãe. — Ino apontou para uma gravata azul marinho royal. — E esse daqui é o nosso!

Itadori apontou orgulhoso para a outra gravata, que fez com que Nanami franzisse levemente as sobrancelhas antes de disfarçar com um sorriso caloroso.

— Obrigado meninos. — ele beijou a lateral da cabeça dos dois enquanto ainda segura a caixa com uma das mãos.

— E é bom o senhor usar, hein? Vai dar sorte no trabalho!

Eles dizem com um sorriso animado antes de correrem até a mãe para pedirem animadamente um pedaço do bolo, não notando como o loiro continuou sentado no sofá com suas sobrancelhas franzidas e seu olhar na caixa. Seu único pensamento sendo:

"Eles acham a minha gravata tão brega assim?"

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— Eu quero demissão.

A voz de Nanami ecoa na sala do seu chefe, que ergueu o olhar de seu jornal para a figura do seu funcionário, logo notando aquela... Gravata de minion?

— Ah... Claro... Gostei da gravata, aliás.

Nanami apenas fez uma reverência educada antes de se virar e caminhar até a porta, um sorriso sincero depois de anos em seus lábios quando finalmente se viu livre daquele terrível emprego e que receberá dinheiro suficiente para ter algumas férias com sua família.

— Finalmente você pediu demissão! — Haibara diz, tomando um gole de seu café antes de olhar para a gravata do loiro. — Que gravata é essa?

— Minha gravata da sorte.

Ele diz com um sorriso de canto, se sentindo leve e feliz depois de tantos anos apenas trabalhando sem parar. Mas agora, ele aproveitaria um pouco o tempo com sua esposa e filhos, a quem ele se sacrificaria sem nem pensar duas vezes.