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kumezyzo · 6 days
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the spelling mistakes in this are horrendous omg... (im not fixing them 🥰🥰😘)
gojo satoru isn't the type to fall in love with your personality first. he's shallow. as much as you hoped and prayed that he wasn't, he was going on dates with the blonde bombshells that you thought were perfect in every physical way.
and he would fall in love with them after the first date. the first fuck, really. but after a momth, he relizes their after his money. his looks. his dick.
and he comes crying to you. every. single time. it gets so fucking exhausting. nursing him back to health. literally because he would only eat prepackaged meals and candy if it were up to him.
and then you would, stupidly, hope he would realize how much he loves you. you ignorantly fantasize what it would be like if he was sleeping in your lap because he loved you, not because he just cried for an hour straight and you were there for convenience. what would it be like if his pretty eyelashes weren't damp from crying and his tousled hair was because he liked your fingers in his hair, and not because he needed comfort?
he didn't truly know love. no one ever showed him that, even in his adult life. he was the greatest, and being the greatest came with people using him. but there were two exceptions to that. his best friends.
he didn't realize he loved suguru until he was gone. out of his life for good. and it ate him up more than any of the dumb blondes and good fucks he burned through every month. the reason he didn't know is because he thought rhats what true friendships were like.
being there with you for anything and everything. thinking about spending free time with them. lighting up every time you hear their name. your chest tightening at the sound of their laugh. your cheeks burning when they tease or compliment you. he didn't know that was being in love.
you would think that for how much he regretted not seeing it sooner for suguru, he'd see it with you. but he couldn't.
you tell someone all those warm feelings come from warm and unadulterated friendship, they'll be looking for something stronger. more love. why would they settle for the best feeling in the world when there could be something even better out there?
your friendship? oh, that's not the romantic love the old couples talk about. that's just good ol' friendship! what he feels for his slut of the week, now that has to be love. that lust and euphoria. far better than what he felt for you.
but just like his former best friend, it was too late when he realized.
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did i just write this in five minutes because i got the idea before i went to bed....? yes. yes, i did... so ignore typos or anything. lowkey wanna write a pt.2 tho lol -Nony
edit: heres pt. 2
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kumezyzo · 6 days
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can we have a moment of silence for all the scrap sheets of paper where we wrote the most beautiful writing of our lives during exams that had to be collected and we never saw again...
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kumezyzo · 8 days
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can we talk about the new jjk chapter leaks 🥲 im literally not okay
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kumezyzo · 14 days
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Gojo the womanizer, they called him.
Yeah, ‘he will break your heart’, you were told.
But they don’t see the look in Satoru’s eyes when you tug at his arm when you ask him to stay the night. No one knows how he kisses your forehead every night, restless until he makes sure you’re asleep.
Your friends warned you, they told you he fucks girls for fun. But they never warned you of the intimacy his grip holds, or the softness in which he huffs your name, calling you as if you were the last girl alive. No one warned you you’d find yourself stuck in his arms every morning, kept close like you’re life itself.
You knew Satoru’s a busy man, everyone presumed he’s busy fooling around with someone else. But you know better. You’re the only one who sees him wounded, muttering that he’s fine, it’s just a scratch, but hissing whenever the cotton dips at his skin.
His blue eyes were dangerous, you were told—and they are, in all the ways you weren’t told. They’re sweet, caring, and lost. He’s not sure what he’s doing, he doesn’t know right from wrong, and he thinks of you as an anchor. You used to think his eyes were crystals, bland and rich and hard to reach. But Satoru’s eyes were an ocean, behind them hid a thousand lives in a man who is not thirty yet.
Satoru brings you flowers every Thursday, a different arrangement from last week, and tells you it’s a good day to celebrate having you in his life. Satoru apologizes when you sneeze because you’re allergic to one of these flowers—he spends the next week making it up to you until it’s Thursday again.
You’d been told he’ll dump you over text, but whenever he’s away on a mission he texts you to make sure you know he loves you. To make sure that you love him. He promises you he’s gonna kiss you until you pass out when he’s back, he tells you he can’t sleep without your snores, he swears he’s going to lose his mind if he can’t see you for much longer.
Satoru listens to every word you say, memorizing every note your voice rises and committing it to memory. He remembers every topic you discuss, every movie you talk about, every pet you gushed over, and even every problem you complained about. But his favorite? Oh, the way you moan his name, trying to hold back but it comes out sobbed and pitched and desperate. He loves it so much he hears it even in his dreams, waking up needy and clinging to you.
And oh, people sing of the miracle he is in bed, chanting of how good they hear he is. But he’s clueless; unsure how to please you, afraid he’d get things wrong. It’s so sweet, really, the way he studies your face, waiting for confirmation that yes, he can continue. That he’s making you feel good.
You heard people say they’d never seen him with the same girl twice, but today you celebrate your second anniversary. Your third anniversary. Your fourth anniversary, when he insists you celebrate at home, unlike every year. Where he gets down on one knee in your backyard, asking you with keen eyes to make him the happiest man alive.
‘Oh, but he’s not a family man,’ You’ve been warned, ‘he’s so busy, your family would be a mess!’ But he swears he won’t be happy until he gets a kid with your eyes. Satoru holds your hand every night, reminding you that he wants to have children and watch them grow with you, promising you you’d be a happy family until the very end of your days.
He’s the strongest, you were told. You told him to stay, you told him it’s too dangerous to go. But he promised he’d come back, what could possibly go wrong? He is the strongest, after all, that’s what all the tales of him tell.
But everything else they said was a lie, and this was no exception. You swore you loved Gojo Satoru, but you’ve never hated him more than when you received news of his death, a baby in your stomach, only three months away. Even when you weep over his coffin, begging him to come back, promising him you’d never be mad at him again, promising him you’d never keep him up late again, promising him you’d never stand in his way again, he doesn’t. 
You don’t regret Gojo Satoru, you never could. But you wonder to yourself every night, what would you tell the little one growing in you? That her father was a legend? Would she understand that?
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kumezyzo · 22 days
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heres the first chapter btw just to give yall an idea:
"I'm already sick of this," Felix told Mariana, slinging his arm a"I'm already sick of this," Felix told Mariana, slinging his arm around her shoulder. She smiled softly at his words, humming in agreement. "Fucking hell..."
The two of them had just come back from their summer break at Saltburn, tired and wishing they could have stayed in that moment in time forever. It had been Mariana's second year coming to Saltburn and it was more blissful than the last.
That was mostly because of sex. It was almost constant. But how could they keep their hands off each other? They couldn't possibly wear clothing in the sweltering heat. So, they wore are little as possible.
Felix couldn't bring himself to not touch his beautiful girlfriend, tanning under the sun. She was in a bikini or nothing at all at times. Don't even get him started on her legs. Girls assumed he wanted them short and petite, but here was this girl, tall and confident with the world's most amazing legs. Every day, he was sure they would look great snug against his hips. Or around his head. Whichever he felt like that day.
Mariana couldn't keep her own eyes off her boyfriend. He was either shirtless or sporting one of his many expensive shirts that made him look ethereal. All of his clothes hung off him like they were meant to be worn only by him. His tan only made him look more god-like. And his hair was never really brushed. That was mostly because she couldn't keep her hands out of it. Not that Felix would let her if she tried.
They walked around campus now, sunkissed and touchier than the months prior to their summer break. And by god were the two more captivating than before. No wonder the two of them attracted so many unwanted peering eyes.
“It will be over before you know it,” Mariana reassured. He whined, pouting as they walked into the quad. “You'll romanticize the poor people college life again and forget Saltburn even happened. Or at least until we have to leave again. Then, you'll cry about that.”
Felix looked at Mariana with a deeper pout. “But, I'm gonna miss being with you all the time.”
Mariana felt her heart flutter at his words. She smiled up at him and planted a sweet kiss on his jaw. “We're gonna see each other every day here, mi amor.”
“Yeah, I guess,” He nodded sadly. His arm moved down to her waist.
“Is that not enough?” She teased him with her own pout. He just smirked playfully. Then he leaned down and kissed her. It was almost scandalous how he gripped onto her hips and pulled her close. But it was definitely a sight for the spectators in the quad with them. It was so intimate and too much even for Mariana to handle. She pulled away, her face starting to burn. Felix smiled down at her and kissed her forehead.
“We just got back and you're ready back to fucking?” Farleigh called out to the couple with a tone of disgust that didn't match his face.
“Yeah, mate!” Felix yelled back, causing a laugh to erupt from Mariana, she looked the most beautiful when she smiled. “You jealous?!”
and if yall have a different title idea, just leave me an ask pleaseeee. or even if you have any questions about what the fic is about 😁
-nony
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kumezyzo · 28 days
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im rewatching the vampire diaries 😌☺️
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kumezyzo · 1 month
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bf!sapnap accidentally mentioning in a stream that he has a girlfriend because he saw a trend on tiktok or something, and he wouldn't realize until EVERYONE mentions it
I feel like he would be so embarrassed, but in the end he would say something like “fuck it, I have a woman and you don't”
it would be so funny cause it would be about something like the "tell ur gf im ur gf" dance like:
"my girlfriend did it withiut practicing cause of how many times she saw it," he rolled his eyes, not realizing the words that came out of his mouth.
minutes passed, and his chat was still blowing up, and he looked over because of a completely unrelated question he asked.
"what do you mean 'my girlfriend'? I... dont have a girlfriend...." he's panicking on the inside. and the chat is telling him that he did say it. and obvi twitter is freaking out. so he just sighs, "okay, yeah whatever, i have a girlfriend."
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kumezyzo · 1 month
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Heya! Can I be your ✨️ anon? :]
ofcccc 😁😁
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kumezyzo · 2 months
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begging u to make more sapnap smut 🙏🙏
I WILL AT SOME POINT I PROMISEE 😭😭 IVE JUST BEEN OCCUPYING MYSELF WITH MY OTHER WIPS 😭😭
i hope i get inspo for a sapnap thing soon tho 🥹
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kumezyzo · 2 months
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I've rarely seen a more validating sentence in my entire life.
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kumezyzo · 2 months
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tumblrs great. you can have 6,000 followers & only 9 of them are active/real
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kumezyzo · 2 months
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someone just made fun of me for crying because of a movie...
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kumezyzo · 2 months
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He found out the truth and couldn't live with the guilt
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kumezyzo · 2 months
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Sorry I’m dumb - what is pove?
im dumb too... idk 😭😭😭 did i write it somewhere??? if i did, i dont think i did it on purpose??? unless youre using me as google but idkk 😭
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i just realized.... i meant love. im fixing it rn 😭😭
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