Why is it always fashion designers that have like the worst personal clothing and hair choices ever, it's like when it comes to be their turn they forget how to dress
Imagine being one of the war beasts we all know their love for animal girls lol. I have been reading/thinking about animal quirks to much lately, and all I can think about now is how much pets and attention you would get from them.
I mean just think about it they would never leave you alone, they'd be all over you constantly lowkey groping you, I don't know about you but it would be fully welcome on my part. what can I say I'm highkey touch starved.
💫 Eating lunch = them all over you
💫 Them playing games together = them fighting over who gets to sit with you
💫 The rare times that they sleep = them falling asleep while groping you
💫 They would also just be completely obsessed with your adorable ears, wanting to pet them all the time or even just be touching them.
I don't see them doing to you what they did to Steph with the whole clothes stripping thingy. But they definitely would use you in bets though who am I kidding even though they always have a hard time beating one another.
Prompt/Idea: Reader trying to get Gojo out of bed, so he's not late. Like always
Warnings: Literally can't think of anything except for the fact Microsoft word was my proof reader.
Genre type thing: Fluff
Word count: 764 words
Note: I totally didn't just decide to write a whole ass fanfiction cause I'm bored. I also put the rest of it under the cut to make potential home pages/search pages more accessible or easier to navigate...
I don't own Gojo if I did I wouldn't be here right now.
Art is mine so please don't use it without permission.
The early morning sun rays are usually enough to wake you up in the mornings but today it was the birds chirping on the edge of the balcony connected to your shared apartment that did it today. After lightly tossing and turning for who knows how long, with a quiet whine you finally accept that sleep unfortunately is not an option anymore, you lightly open your eyes blinking to get used to the sudden intrusion of the early morning sun.
As your eyes adjust you move your limbs to start to stretch when you suddenly tap against a soft object, you move to turn you head to the side as you look you see your boyfriend Satoru. You take a second to admire him during the one of the only times that he is not goofing around, being an idiot or just Satoru being Satoru. His chest slowly rising with each slow breath, his body shifting ever so slightly while fast asleep, his hair tousled and his eyes bare without his usual blindfold.
But peace cannot last forever, you flip over onto your other side so that you can look at you side table to see how long you have to laze around before you and Satoru are supposed to go into work. The clock says that it is 7 o’clock meaning that you should probably get up so that you can shower and eat breakfast before going to deal with whatever curse has manifested today, as you start to awaken more and more you realize that the idiot asleep next to you had a meeting at the Kyoto school at 7 o’clock. At first you sit there for a moment contemplating if it is even worth it to wake him up and that if he is late AGAIN for the 3rd time this week maybe this time, he might finally learn his lesson.
You realize that you are dealing with the ever non caring, slightly arrogant Satoru, and that this is one lesson he may never learn, you decide that the best course of action would be to wake him up as dangerous as that has proved to be in past experiences. You sit up sure of your plan turn to the side as start to gently shake him knowing that it will with no doubt wake him up because of his superhuman awareness, you where sure even your tossing and turning may have woken him up but he does not even slightly stir with your gentle shaking. You decide to take it up a notch and shake him harder knowing that he is already late for his meeting.
“Y/n-chaaaannnn lemmeeee sleeeep” whined Satoru in a slightly raspy morning voice, “Satoru you are already late for a meeting for the 3rd time this week you NEED to get up” replied y/n while getting out of bed. “Meetings can wait y/n-chaann, I’d rather sleep in with youuu.” Argued Satoru while grabbing your waist and pulling you back into bed, then pulling you flush against him to cuddle instead of attending the meeting he was already late for. You attempt to wiggle out of his vice-grip of a hold but it is no use, after all he is the worlds strongest sorcerer for a reason. Satoru lies there chuckling at your weak attempts to escape his hold.
You know that you are fully awake you are more then aware of how fast your time is ticking away, you have to get up now so that you are not late, you suddenly have an amazing idea and decide that you must do the unthinkable in order to escape his hold. “satoooruuu my arm hurts can I take it out” y/n whines, “of course looovee, but first a kissss” Satoru replies while awaiting his kiss impatiently. Giving in you give him a kiss then he holds true to his statement and allows you to free your poor arm.
With your arm free you decide that now is the perfect time to put your plan into motion, you lift up your arm pretending to be adjusting then suddenly you smack Satoru upside the head then quickly hop out of bed moving quickly to go shower then get ready for work, While Satoru sits there dumbfounded at the fact that you did not wanna cuddle Wasn’t even fazed by the smack lol, before getting out of bed and deciding to actually show up at that meeting despite the fact he's already a good thirty minutes late.
~END!~
Welp my first fanfiction is all done! I probably shouldn't make this a continuous thing.
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