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Hot take: lovecraft might be the most relatable character in bsd

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Jerry Seinfield, Bee Movie, 2007

Thanks for 666 followers!

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every time someone writes a sex scene without prep, i die inside

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why am i torturing myself with the fic it is Mentally Exhausting and yet i keep reading. it's like watching a dumpster fire and being too intrigued to look away

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“ah, yuuji-kun,” gojo says with a delighted grin. “let me introduce you to gojo akiko. she’s my daughter.”

aka yuuji Does Not Care anymore and gojo loves to troll people

(self-indulgent semi-crack fic written solely to get rid of writer's block)

yuuji thinks that he’s going crazy. either that or his brain has succumbed to the insanity of his past few days and started seeing doubles because right next to his sensei is a clone. okay, so it’s not a clone clone, but the girl next to gojo-sensei looks almost identical to him: pale hair and startlingly vivid blue eyes staring holes into yuuji’s face from under round black lenses, twin smirks lodged on their lips. she’s even tall like gojo, 5 or so inches taller than kugisaki and possibly taller than maki-senpai.

“ah, yuuji-kun,” gojo says with a delighted grin. “let me introduce you to gojo akiko. she’s my daughter.”

“...hah?” shrieks yuuji after a pause. his face flickers with too many emotions to count as he speedruns the 5 stages of grief before finally settling on acceptance. he looks back at the girl before jerking his head back at gojo. nothing changes, except for the grin on gojo’s face, which is slowly turning increasingly smug.

he exhales, swallows, and looks up at the basement ceiling he’s spent the last couple of days in. there’s a brown stain from an accident involving cola and a well-aimed punch from the cursed doll gojo-sensei had foisted upon him. he turns back to his sensei and his so-called daughter. somehow, other than the initial shock, this doesn’t come as much of a surprise to yuuji. (she looks his age, but his sensei appears almost ageless with his white hair and blindfold and infinite power, so yuuji doesn't question it.)

“okay, sensei.” he turns to akiko and smiles widely. his default state of being has always been overwhelmingly kind politeness, and it's not going to change now. “hi, akiko-san. my name is itadori yuuji.”

my type is a big ass, he fights off the urge to add. yuuji doesn’t know when he’s started introducing himself with that particular quirk; maybe it’s a byproduct of his middle school days, but it’s not like it’s even true. yuuji falls in love easily, men and women, long hair, short hair; if there's a common denominator between his many infatuations, he can't find it. (and if his dreams recently feature spiky black hair that yields to silky soft smoothness under his fingertips, then no one needs to know except for him.

and kugisaki; she'd figured it out within three days, laughed at his "bad taste," and promised to not tease him about it in public if he helped her with maki-senpai)

gojo-sensei pouts, lips dropping dramatically. yuuji wouldn't hesitate to call him childish, to give in to the voice inside of him sneering about weak sorcerers and bloodlines that have lost their potential, if not for the brief glimpses of power that he sees in his sensei. gojo satoru is a joke, an amalgamation of immaturity and cravings for sweets, but behind his facade is the person that everyone in jujutsu society calls the strongest.

it is gojo-sensei who protects him, though, so yuuji gives him his respect and trust without a condition clinging tightly to it's back.

"you were supposed to freak out more," gojo whines. "nobara-chan started screaming and lecturing me about safe sex — as if i don't have the best form of protection with limitless."

yuuji winces. he doesn't need to hear about his sensei's sex habits.

"anyway," gojo continues with a sigh, "akiko-chan isn't my daughter; what kind of person do you guys think i am? me, an upright 28-year-old model citizen — "

"old man," yuuji responds automatically.

"yuuji-kun, that hurts. i'm hurt, how could you hurt your poor sensei like that? — i assure you, i am a model citizen, and akiko is 15, like you, so i would have had to be 13-years-old to have fathered her — "

akiko has been relatively silent this whole while, but it's here that she buts in, sighing with exasperation. "like i'd want satoru-nii to be my dad; the original one was enough of a deadbeat — i can't imagine how much worse i would have turned out with your genes."

gojo blanches, dramatically stumbling backward until he collapses on yuuji's abandoned couch with an affronted wheeze. "akiko-chan! how could you bully your satoru-nii-chan like that?"

yuuji glances back and forth between the two. akiko looks similar enough to gojo-sensei to give anyone a heart attack, and yet she seems to bring out a vividly different side from the silly but dedicated teacher he's been getting to know ever since sukuna appeared in his life (appeared in his life, yuuji says, as though he didn't gulp down a crusty old finger without a second thought). it's the first time yuuji has seen his sensei look as if he isn't laughing to distract others from the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"so, you're siblings?" he asks.

they turn to him in unison, both heads cocked to the left, one with laughter barely suppressed behind their lips and the other with an amused, secretive smile.

"what gave it away?" they say.

fin.

[youichi-kuramochi]

how to flirt with your crush rival

[sakuatsu]

setters have to be able to operate with the hitters, manage the tempo of their side of the court, and choose the right attackers to set to. 

⤷  haikyuu!! week 2020 day 2: favorite position—setter

[kzumeskenma-moved]

Bokuaka reactions to Karasuno vs. Inarizaki

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ok but the potential of futatsuki?

1. they’re both middle blockers who are snarky as fuck

2. datekou 👏 watching 👏 karasuno 👏 at nationals 👏

2. enemies to lovers but they never left the enemies. pretty much the poster child for enemies AND lovers

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some MDZS valentines cards from me to you :)

[images are 6 drawings formatted to look like simple greeting cards with pink backgrounds. they depict the following: 1. wei wuxian leaning against a cheerful donkey with a grin, captioned “you’re the apple of my eye!” / 2. lan xichen solemnly playing his xiao, captioned “*flute solo*” / 3. jiang cheng looking a flustered and a little shy, captioned “what i’m looking for…” and then several of his canonical requirements for a wife listed and hastily scribbled out in red, with only the word “you” left at the bottom, circled several times. / 4. a comically brutal drawing of a teary meng yao collapsed at the bottom of some stairs, captioned “i’m falling for you.” / 5. a-yuan planted up to his armpits in the soil and looking pleased about it, captioned “my love for you is growing strong!” / 6. wei wuxian perched on a windowsill, brandishing his flute and leaning over to nuzzle lan wangji, who is seated before his zither. they both look overwhelmingly happy and content. the caption reads, “we’re my favourite song.”]

[0tivez]

bitches will write a domestic au and include sukuna too like mf the only domestic that bastard knows is domestic violence

[ryoiveth]

nanami is so tired of everyone’s bullshit

based on this post! 

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Another day on JJK sets with Megumi’s happy floofs 🎬☀️☀️ PART1, PART2 and PART3 of my Jujutsu Kaisen Au!

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hi darling ! clicking in this post’s source link you’ll find #267 gifs ( 268x151 ) of suzu hirose in the series kaitō yamaneko. the gifs were made by me from scratch, as a commissioned request. use them with love : do not redistribute or claim my work as your own. and if you find this content useful, please reblog it and give me a heart.