[shintin]

Her: A memoir

↳ Gojo Satoru x Female Reader

"The things I did for love." I said, and my teary eyes watched how he walked away.

Description:'Hey, Hi. How are you? I don't know who you are or where you live, but I had no one to tell my story to. So can I write to you? Do you have time to hear it?

Everything started from here. He was my best friend. My one and only. When we were growing up, we had no one else. We ate together, played together, laughed together. On the cold nights of the orphanage, he was the one who lent me his blanket, and I was the one who kissed his wounds after every fight. His blue eyes smiled at me for 23 years, and my heart carried his love until this day.

Life wasn't perfect, but nothing mattered. I had him, and he had me. But it didn't last long.

I could never forget that cold autumn afternoon. I stood on the crowded sidewalk of that hospital and cried over his blood test results.

He had cancer, and my only thought was how to prevent death from aparting us.

You know, I was in love with him, and I was willing to do whatever it takes to keep that damn smile on his lips; Even if I wasn't supposed to be able to see them anymore.

I have no regrets about all the unforgivable things i did for love.

I love him, and I had and held him, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, but … doesn't matter anymore.

Be happy, my love, my Satoru.'

The story of a girl who lost her life to love.

Genre: heavy angst, orphanage, cancer, poverty, infidelity, smut (+18).

Tags/Warnings: emotional trauma, infidelity, Smut, etc.

Status: Coming soon.

All rights reserved © 2022 ShinTin.

[venuschoso]

help my writing was so cheesy

[meanautisticenbian]

Hi, if you care about us Autistic folks then please boost this

[bruhhhlookiturhead]

RBING THIS ON MAIN CAUSE I NEED YOU TO BOOST BOOST BOOST BOOST

[elmaxlys]

I made a which Tenkuu Shinpan character are you? quiz if you want 👀

(results are limited to the main five : Yuri, Nise, Kuon, Sniper and Rika)

[lyajanai]

my review of high-rise invasion so far:

[venuschoso]

i’ve been so uninspired lately :( AGH writing block

[myanmarupdates]

PLEASE DON’T SCROLL

even if you only reblog, that’s enough

i was debating on whether or not i should post this on tumblr but seeing as there haven’t been posts about this yet, here it is. i’m exposing my real location and nationality but it doesn’t matter.

if you have been active on twitter, you may already know #savemyanmar is trending. long story short, there has been a military coup. several nations have released statements but i want to share insight on what’s happening in the country.

memes about a coup have been circulating around for a couple days and when i slept at 2 am last night, we were still under the rule of the National League for Democracy (NLD). while they are not technically democratic, they are the closest we’ve got. when my mother woke up at 6 this morning, she was notified that the country was now under the rule of the military.

banks services are no longer available. wifi was cut at around 7-8. some people got wifi again earlier but many got it barely thirty minutes ago. this is bad for businesses especially ones that require international communications. additionally, international students like myself are experiencing anxiety; how do we pay for and attend classes if we’re not sure wifi is a given?

myanmar has a long, complicated history with military governments. the last time the military went into rule was in 1962 and only stopped in 2011, following the 2010 elections. there was a huge protest in 1988 lead by students that resulted in lots of death. during the military junta, resources like rice, water, oil, were scarce. the gist is military rule is bad for us.

all of my followers are not myanmar citizens, i’m sure but as part of the international community, please help us. here is a petition that you can sign (although i’m not sure if that can do much). there may be protests in front of myanmar embassies so look out for those. most of all, please help spread awareness. 

the people here are coping with dark humor, primarily in the form of memes but we don’t know how long this rule will last, even though the official statement said only a year. here’s something that pretty much sums up our coping mechanism:

again, even a reblog helps

update :: all telecommunication means will be cut off at 12 am MMT

[tobitobios]

he lives in my mind rent free

[venuschoso]

bby bby bby

[ginstamas]

hes so soft and pure ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚

[tbznopsd]

like or reblog if you save

[venuschoso]

xiaojun literally has no business being THIS fine

[nctream]

pulvis et umbra sumus; njm

pairing : incubus! na jaemin x atahsaia! female reader.

genre : romance, horror, demon! au.

trigger warnings : blood, mention of pedophilia (in churches), sex imagery + sexual tension, church themes, mention of sexual acts in holy grounds. 

synopsis. Rome, 2013. The Vatican City is calling for an emergency council for the sighting of something. 

If you ask the many families living in Rome, that something has the name of pedophilia in the walls of the Basilica of Saint Peter. If you ask those who instead live in the same Vatican City, the Pope is falling sick. 

Instead, if you ask cardinals roaming around the same palace, that something is much, much darker and unspeakable of. 

Sweet and caring church boy Jaemin enjoys participating in the mass; well, not participating, more like looking from the side. The corner of his plump, red lips turns up everytime The name of the Devil is spoken and everytime The name of God enters his ears in a weak attempt of purifying his tinted soul. The priests around Vatican City know him, or at least recognise his face every time he enters the Basilica, perfectioning his sign of the cross each week more. They smile at him, bless him and wish him a sinless life. 

If they only knew. 

On the other hand, you run at night. Nothing too serious, you put a pair of headphones on, tie your hair up and some leggings who leave nothing to the imagination and start running around the small neighbourhood. Nobody knows you, nobody fears you and when you leave the dark hallway with blood trickling down the corners of your lips, nobody sees you. The other creatures know you though, or at least recognise your face every time you let your hair down. They stare at you, some grimace, others smile devilishly. 

They know everything about you. 

After years - no, centuries - of living a silent and peaceful life around Rome, the both of you, together with thousands of others, are called back down there. The place you despise the most, but have chosen to give up your spot up there to. 

Yet, Hell doesn’t look like you remember it and nor does Him. 

[venuschoso]

this sounds so exciting aHhhh

[venuschoso]

yea im in love w him

[venuschoso]

omg someone stop me from listening to clairo i’ve had softly and sofia on LOOP i just love it so much

[venuschoso]

i love this picture sm 💗💗

[venuschoso]

deleted my w*ojin fic i dont support him anymore.

[venuschoso]

not @ my jeno bulleted scenario still popping off like a year later😌