Time To Work! 👔

make way for the one and oni! 🎉🥁💢

matching together

yall I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I CANNOT FUCKING DO THIS!!! Bro I’m already crying and it hasn’t even happened yet, nanami don’t deserve this, and I truly don’t think I can watch it. I’m bout to skip the rest of the episode cause I don’t even wanna see him fighting like this with the left side of his body completely ruined.

that's why Gojo made Yuji's uniform like that

Fuck Gege.

⌢⌢⌢⌢୨୧⌢⌢⌢⌢ With your hugs, I found my safe haven ⌢⌢⌢⌢୨୧⌢⌢⌢⌢

“I’m expecting great things from you”

woke up and wrote this at 2am sorry for any mistakes! there might be a part two who knows >:)

HEADCANONS / hawks/keigo takami, shoto todoroki & hitoshi shinso things they do that let you know they love you, even if you don’t realize it.

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒 / 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈 never skips his routine peck on the temple while you sleep or a rushed kiss on the lips as he goes to leave keigo aaaalways lifts you up when he hugs you, strong arms wrapped around your midriff as he twirls you both around, a big grin on his face as he does he always sprays cologne on his gifts and notes he leaves at your door when he’s too busy to give you them directly (think warm woods, vanilla and hints of sweet citrus) he'll lean in close to your face with an almost deadpan look to his features... until he nuzzles his nose into yours (he finds your reaction cute) "can't help it, sweets, 'specially if you make that cute face every time!" 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎 runs a finger up your arm when you lay together, slow and light, as if you’re the most fragile thing in the world (and laughs at you if it tickles you) lazy, soft pecks on your face as you fall asleep he’ll walk with you, pinkies intertwined and always squeezing yours three times although you never seem to catch on that it means 'I love you'—don't bother asking, either, he's not telling

he doesn't get much proper rest only brief intervals of naps so when it's time for his daily hour-long snooze expect to be dragged along as well 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 he would read to you while you’re both in bed, nestled in his chest, even if he, himself, is tired, and falls asleep to your breathing.

tucks your hair behind your ear when he’s talking to you

tries to help you with cooking, even if he isn’t stellar at it (he’s learning) remembers small things about you — that one childhood memory of when you were five, what order in which you eat your food, that one theory you obsessively think about in a series or video game he’s never heard about before—everything and anything goes