so they’ll confirm fuckass SLITHERBOTTOM as a last name for frak but we just have to wither away and die never knowing what kai and nya’s family name actually is
Pleaseeeee may I have a Felix the cat fanart?? I really like how you draw 😿‼️
You do, Unfortunately, for now I only have this flat version I had saved. It was supposed to be with Oswald, but I gave up. I promise I'll have a decent fanart soon TT
satoru x reader —ᡣ𐭩 blurb
a/n: a little something i came up with in like half an hour, enjoy :P
"...You're up to something, aren't you?" Satoru's voice cuts through the silence in your room, causing you to jump in surprise.
Glancing over your shoulder, palm to your chest, you glare at your best friend. "You scared the shit out of me."
Satoru shrugs, stepping further into your dorm, his eyes narrowing at the packet of Oreos and toothpaste tubes laid out in front of you on the floor.
"Why are you devising the lamest prank in the world?"
You roll your eyes and turn back to your project. "This was meant to be for 'Guru, and you, but I guess the cat's out of the bag."
Satoru threw his head back in laughter, his hand on his stomach. "You're so cute."
Your eyes widen as you spread the toothpaste onto one side of the cookie. "You don't sound particularly upset about being the victim of my prank."
"Oh, I'm not," He says casually as he moves around you to sit on your bed.
You squint at him. "Then why do you look so annoyed?"
Satoru says nothing, but his bright eyes behind his sunglasses tell you everything you need to know.
Sighing, you hold out your hand with a tube of toothpaste and an Oreo in your palm. "You're upset I didn't include you, aren't you?"
Taking the items from your grasp, Satoru smirks. "A little..."
"Well, you usually don't invite the person you want to prank to help you set it up, do you?"
"Guess not. But it's good my daily snooping resulted in something interesting today... It's better than yesterday... Haibara will not like what I saw."
"What?" You furrow your eyebrows. "You're such a nerd, 'Toru."
"Yeah, whatever," He rolls his eyes, white hair falling over his eyes. "Pass me that knife, loser."
After his fingers graze yours, you nod your head toward the uncapped tube in his hand. "You better load that one up good. Suguru used my shampoo yesterday, and then he stole my leftover sashimi in the fridge."
"Oh, that was me. That was so fresh, so delicious," Satoru moans. "Best I've ever had, actually."
Your jaw falls open, and you shake your head. "Fuck you, Gojo."
"Nuh-uh, you don't get to curse the only one who's gonna help you out of this situation later," He raises an eyebrow. "Wait, why were you pranking me? What did I do?"
You give him a deadpan look. "It's more like, what haven't you done?"
A gasp leaves Satoru's lips, and he leans down to place his finished cookie on the plate next to you. "You wound me, my love."
"And you are the most annoying pain in my ass ever, so we're even."
"You love me," Satoru coos, ruffling your hair. You swat his hand away, laughing.
"In your dreams."
"Wow, I didn't know you were psychic!" Satoru reels back dramatically and lays on your bed. "What else can you tell me about my future?"
When he's met with silence, Gojo sits up to see you holding an Oreo out for him.
"Snack?" The sickly sweet smile on your face is to be expected when you're dealing with his shit, so Satoru takes the cookie, unsuspecting.
"Oh, and you're giving me treats?" He clutches his chest. "You really are the greatest thing to ever exist, aren't you?"
But soon, his face screws up in disgust when he realises the cream between the cookie isn't vanilla but minty sludge instead.
"The ultimate betrayal!" He splutters, spitting the cookie into his hand, his hair swaying with each movement. "That's fucking disgusting."
A small, real smile pulls at the corners of your mouth. "Get out of my room, Satoru."
He tilts his head at the softness in your voice and stands. "As you wish," Gojo takes one step but crouches beside you. "Good luck with your little experiment."
You hum in response, rendered speechless when he leans closer to kiss your forehead. But when you don't wipe it off like usual, Satoru feels his heart skip a beat.
"Though, I'm telling Suguru to keep clear of the Oreos in the common area," He whispers. "And I used your shampoo too... he doesn't deserve to endure the pain I just did."
You gasp, dropping the objects in your hands onto the plate below.
At your reaction, Satoru laughs and stands. "Kidding."
"I hate you!" You throw a tube of toothpaste at him as he runs out of your room, slamming the door behind him.
But, later that afternoon, Suguru could be heard gagging in the common area, and you knew Gojo loved a lame prank.
no one cares but I went out and sat in the sun for a while today, it was the first nice warm day of the year and it felt good to sit and let the sun kiss my skin, I felt happy and I’m glad I didn’t die.
