Fanboy!Gojo Who Basically Becomes A Sugar Baby For Guitarist!Geto And Singer!Reader.

I love writing because I will stop to look something up to make sure it is historically accurate then I somehow end up scrolling tumblr for hours

Gojo, especially teen Gojo, would love Unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield.

It may be midnight on a school night but he is belting out those lyrics like he is on tour. His accent is bulldozing the English but he has the spirit of the song down.

Sometimes princess is a grown man who committed multiple crimes

Welcome to the world of “Being in love with a person who doesn’t exist in real life but you pretend they do anyway because you’re obsessed” ✧˖*°࿐

I have been released from containment (work) and will be wrecking havoc (liking all my mutual’s posts)

I will have to update the tags to Saint because I am adding more things lol

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Summary - As the God of Wine, Satoru Gojo has always had a passion for the grand parties he attends. He has a wonderful lifestyle consisting of getting horribly drunk at parties. But lately it has seem to dull.

When he finds a beautiful woman crying on the beaches of Naxos he decides to help her in an effort to save him from boredom. And soon a simple curiosity turns into something deeper.

Pairing - Dionysus!Satoru Gojo x Ariadne!Reader

Content - Fluff, angst, smut, Gojo being Gojo, drinking, mentions of murder

The pale beaches of Naxos are a contrast to the torn purple dress of the woman sitting in the sand. Her eyes are on the spot where the horizon kisses the sky. She looks out at the water longingly, like it was a lost loved one.

Satoru approaches carefully hoping to get a better look at this interesting mortal. He doesn’t usually interfere with the boring affairs of mortals like the others but he is rather bored so why not.

She looks back at him as he approaches, her eyes are rimmed with red and the sun shaped blush on her cheeks is smudged from crying.

“What is a beautiful woman like you crying on the beach?” He asks with a curious smile.

The woman looks down then back out at the sea, “My intended left me here.”

He hums in understanding and sits down next to her on the sand. Her reaction is very different from the fights he has seen over lovers in the heavens. Maybe the Gods are a petty bunch but she seems not the least bit angry.

How interesting.

-Pomegranate seeds mood board-

What's your writing process like? Like, is there a vibe you set up or create before writing (like music or other things)?

So music is a big part of it unless I am really into what I am writing. I usually need music to do basically anything because of my adhd but with writing I need a song with the vibe of what I am writing!

Thank you for asking

I be wondering why it takes me so long to write and then I write one (1) sentence then spend 40 minutes scrolling aimlessly through tumblr