#goodnight dash

[summer-oil-inactive]

gojo satoru vs the sudden and overwhelming urge to have you sock him directly in the face

[magicalmutants]

And if I said I saw suguru and satoru in these words what then?? WHAT THEN??

[kingdomofalani]

writing winter fics in summer because fuck this weather bro its TOO DAMN HOT.

[hawkebear]

Tried going to bed before 8pm

Awake from party goers outside

But pip is here and has been the entire time

[memoriesofahandkerchief]

ITS 3AM I WAS ABOUT TO SLEEP BUT?????? HANGING MIC COMEBACK????????? FAIRLY LOCAL AND HEAVYDIRTYSOUL IN SETLIST????????

[2truehearts]

"if i was another soul in another life, would you still love me?" the question you asked was something venti had heard from you before, perhaps in a different tone and different lisp of how you said the word 'love' — but he remembered it as if you'd asked it merely five minutes ago, only to repeat it like how a music box restarts its melody once a turn blended into the other. "of course i would!" he answers in a sing-song pitch, the grin on his face a font of mischief you know all too well. "mind if i offer a cecilia for your thoughts on if you'd do the same?" you chuckle, "i would do the same as well, don't worry sweetheart." the bard clicks his tongue, waving his pointer finger at you, "ah ha—but what if you don't recognize me because i don't look as handsome as i am right now?! or perhaps i become a pla—" "venti!" "—but of course, i am merely speculating the possibilities, my dear!" he lifts your hand with intertwined fingers, smile as wide as the green of mond. "they are endless, are they not? and do they also not have you in it?" your heart skips at the little drift of his words—and he smiles, the tips of teal in his hair—and maybe, just maybe, they're glowing because he means it, not purely because it's casted by the afterglow of sun flickering about his features. a shallow breathe leaves you once it fully sinks in, before another more coherent than the one before spills into the form of a quiet "how?" "well.. let's say you have a beautiful laugh, like the promise of tomorrow first, shall we?" his hand brushes against the apple of your cheek, "no other word makes my mouth as tender as your name—my dear," his fingertips find reverence in your hair, quite and dainty. "you have my heart," he said, "you have all of me." a laugh, a breathless one as if he'd finished soaring through the winds and landed merely inches before you. "does that suffice as an answer to your question, my love?" you don't need to speak—you wouldn't need to, because the way you look at him as if he's the rest of your life and peace hurries to convince him more quickly than any other word both of you know. but perhaps your name would be a close-second, given you are what he finds in every syllable of love and never-ending bliss.

@kisthes 2023.

a/n — this piece is for @i23kazu’s ebg event for october 2023 !! loved writing it 4 my love venti hehehe <;33

[heartstringsduet]

miss my dash, I say as if I hadn't half-heartedky tried to be off Tumblr and instead squinty scrolled through it and not really avoiding spoilers like I should be. Anyway, excited to watch tomorrow morning with breakfast and have a goooood long scroll through what better be sighs of awe and excited chatter. I'm counting on you LS, I'm counting on you mutuals <3

[delirious-donnaarchived]

Gotta love getting hit with writing motivation when you should be heading to bed.

I’ve spent the last two hours writing like a mad woman but I’ve enjoyed every second. I’m forcing myself to stop now or else I will be unbearable tomorrow. 🤦‍♀️