#lestoria

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“  Father put a balding potion in your hair gel again, didn't he?  ”

[zorkaya-moved]

hey, sorry for being insane. am i still a malewife or whatever - sunarin 😈

@lestoria

" You've never been a good malewife, Rintaro. Your only qualities so far manipulate and mansplain, you've yet to reach malewife status. "

[shometsu]

❛   don’t look at me! i don’t … i don’t want you seeing me like this.  ❜  - utahime… (:

quotes that broke me.  accepting.

          Satoru doesn’t need to see her face to know that she’s been crying   -   or perhaps still was with the warble of her voice.  He finds himself unsurprised by this assessment though;  and equally unsurprised by the fact she didn’t want him to bear witness to such a thing.  This was how it had always been,  hadn’t it?  She cried,  he teased her for it.  Yet...  this time did not feel the same as before.  This time was different.  It was not some lighthearted failure of mission or the fact he’d riled her up to the point of tears.  No,  this time it was a private and quiet moment that he had happened to come across unintentionally.

          Despite what many,  Utahime included,  would say :  he was not always mean.  In fact more often than not he was kind in ways that perhaps others could not understand.  That’s what he thought anyway.  But though he feels no obligation to pester her for her crying in this moment neither does Satoru know exactly what he should do.  Would she...  prefer him to walk away?  Probably.  Or certainly that was the case by which her words had been expressed.  She didn’t want him to see her like this,  in a way that he had seen many times before.  Because it was different,  he considers once again.

          If he tried to offer up a word of solace though,  would that even be accepted?  Or would Utahime take it as him simply messing with her still?  Years of habitual nature probably didn’t help his case and Satoru supposed,  though he’d yet to act,  he wouldn’t be able to blame her.  A low exhale of breath escapes his lips,  filling the silence that has come to linger in the time it takes him to consider what he ought to do.  Was it better to border on normalcy?  He doesn’t know what exactly has made her cry.  Should he try a different approach?

          “I’ve got my eyes closed and everything under here.”  Satoru taps at his temple as an indication of his blindfold.  Whether his eyes were closed or not,  it didn’t really matter when six-eyes remained on but it should have been the thought that counts or something along those lines right?  Ah well.  Satoru carries on,  his tone more passive but words familiar enough.  Maybe being somewhat normal about this would help;  making her feel less out of sorts or even allowing her to direct her upset at him rather than whatever had been the original cause.  “Don’t worry,  I won’t tell anyone you’ve been cryin’,  Utahime.”

[zorkaya-moved]

@lestoria​

HELP NOT ZARINA NAMING HER BOOBAS suna is just, literally: yo… 🧍

“ I will name them JUST to spite Suna, ‘course. ”

[pridewon]

i miss yuuta okkotsu when will he come back from the war 😩😩

@lestoria whenever my muse for jj.k returns from the war jhfvbdfhv also i love yuuta with all my heart and would go back to writing him in a heartbeat but i’ve dipped out of that rpc twice already and i refuse to be that person who leaves and comes back multiple times, i’m a lost cause. i’d write him on discord just for u though <3

[shometsu]

“ simping for gojo satoru, of all people? i’m so sorry, get well soon. “ / utahime isn’t afraid of saying this aloud

unprompted ask.  always accepting.

          “Are you jealous you don’t have any of your own,  Utahime~?  Don’t worry,  I’ll help you fix that!  We just gotta work on your personality a little bit   -   and maybe your sense of  ‘fashion’,  or lack-there-of,  I mean.”

[withsorrowandregret-archive]

@lestoria​

❝    yashiro  ~     can you keep a secret  ?    ❞

[jaxxmulti]

@lestoria​ ,  " i caught you! " what a daredevil! how dare she sneak up on him like that! without remorse, eru snakes her arms around his waist to prevent him from any movement, realizing how sweet he smells when she buried her face on his back. she nuzzles, quite affectionately so. " i got tired of waiting for you, so, i decided to surprise you. " - eru and kalim….. heh 😼

LIFTING HIS ARMS LIGHTLY WHEN ARMS REACH AROUND HIM,    his reaction is not  quite  as bothered as it should have been.  the sleeves of the uniform were all  too  familiar  &  the small stature was a quick giveaway as to  whose  hands were invading his space.     there was not  many  quite as small as himself,   one of  few  would be the girl clinging to him at the moment.     he wasn’t  sure  how she had managed to get there on her own  —   normally,   he would go  &  meet her at the gates,   to avoid any troubles that came with her  not  being a student at their school.     allowing  her to be in his own dorm was one thing,   but he wasn’t intending to get her in trouble while traversing the campus on the way there.    ❝    sorry,   sorry.   i was trying to hurry up,  i promise.    ❞    prying her hands off of him gently,    he  held  them both in his own when he turned to face her.   squeezing them both  gently  in the warmth of his own hands,   he   smiled  wide at her.  

 ❝    i wanted to put together a party for you,    but  i thought of something even better.   i hope you’re up for a  small trip.    it’s not too far.    ❞     already taking a  few  steps back towards the mirror she’d come from,   he tugged her as lightly as he could by the  grip  he had on her hands.