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Hello! Welcome to my blog! My name is Maddie, I write sometimes.

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Some basic things to know about me:

-I use any pronouns

-I'm 24

-I have a boyfriend

-I have a nsft blog, you won't be seeing any nsft content on here, if you do please let me know, it was an accident! NSFT blog: @maddies-still-trying

Man, I almost drank myself to death yesterday, I can't even remember my name, if only there was someone that could help me.

The the trustworthy and saint-like lieutenant:

sunrise, parabellum

Sorry but I can't allow this to remain just in the tags

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fem reader intended

"gumi... come back to bed, please?" your voice drawls out.

it was 1:05 am and you'd just woken up to find that your boyfriend was still awake, fixated on nothing but the computer in front of him.

just a couple hours ago, megumi excused himself from bed to go work on his missing school assignments. you let him be, lazing around on his bed without realizing you were slowly falling asleep. he, of course had noticed, and took the initiative to make sure you laid comfortably on his bed before returning to his chair.

"i will," megumi responds, moving to comb his fingers through your hair. "i just need to complete this one and then i'll lay with you."

"but that's what you said hours ago," you propped yourself up on your elbows. "you shouldn't stay up too late, it's really bad for your skin."

he rolls his eyes and chuckles. "sometimes assignments take more than one hour, you know."

you sigh once more and with nothing else to say, you decide to scan his face. lit under the warm lamp light, his eyes and lips were highlighted in such a way that made him even more beautiful.

even so late at night, megumi still had a way of charming you.

"how many pages do you have left?" you asked, another desperate attempt to get him to stop.

"around 3 i'd say. four if i decide to overexplain." megumi stretches, groaning out when his back pops.

"then just finish it in the afternoon when you have more energy. come on, it's too late to be focusing on this."

he turns his chair to look at you, an unreadable expression on his face. was he tired? annoyed? on the verge of ending it all? you didn't know. all you wanted was for him to return back in your arms.

megumi licks his lips in thought, "it's only three pages, [name]. you can go to sleep if you get tired, i'll join you after."

you sigh again, flopping onto your back. "fine. but when you're done, don't bother sleeping next to me-"

"what?"

"-you're sleeping on the floor," you announce.

he stares at you dumfounded.

"excuse me?" now megumi's genuinely confused. just a second ago, you were begging for him to lay next to you, and now he just got demoted to floor-sleeper. in his own room.

"you got a problem?" you turn to your side to look at him. "you can sleep on the couch if you prefer that more."

megumi deadpans. "are you being serious right now? look- sweets. just let me do this really quick and i'll be there."

you yawn, "it's now or never, gumi. i'm gonna fall asleep any second, so make your choice now."

you turn to face away from him, hiding the growing smirk you had on. it gets bigger when you hear him sigh, followed by the sound of the chair rolling away.

the bed behind you dips down as he makes himself comfortable next to you. his arms wrap around you, and you turn once again to bury your face in his chest. he holds you against him tighter, breathing in the scent of your cologne.

you chuckle and twirl his hair around your fingers, "i knew you'd fold."

megumi grumbles. "it was either this or back pain, don't think too much of it."

cw: fluff, established relationship, secret marriage, modern au, celebrity au, secret relationship trope, gojo is a lovesick devoted husband, also he's japan's it boy, gender-neutral reader, all characters are 18+, SFW

The media loved to paint Gojo Satoru as some sort of playboy—a cheater, a walking scandal. Headlines with his name and posters of his face were plastered across the entire country, and not a single soul was spared from the rumors of his so-called scandalous rendezvous.

And it wasn’t until the media saw you— officially saw you—stepping out of the sleek black car, with that big fucking rock on your finger glistening under the camera lights, and him, Gojo Satoru, holding the door open for you with that sweet, love-sick smile painted on his lips did they finally realize.

"Oh."

Gojo Satoru was anything but a playboy.

And soon, every magazine, every article, every billboard, and every podcast was talking about himGojo Satoruthe loving, doting husband, he is.

A man completely at your mercyat your every beck and call. With a single flutter of your pretty lashes, to every giggle that spilled from your painted lips, to the very twitch of your nose and scrunch of your brow, he was yours.

At every sigh of boredom leaving your kissable lips during stuffy social events, he was yours. Slender fingers trailing down the curve of your waist as he reaches for your hand, fingers tangling with yours as he gently squeezes your hand in reassurance.

Hell, even your breath—just the sound of it—was enough to have him running to your side like the devoted husband he is.

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐏𝐒 — do not copy, translate, repost or modify my works on any platform.

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steal my girl — gojo satoru

synopsis. the time gojo and megumi decided to crash your date.

contents. fluff, lovesick!gojo roping megumi into his loser activities, timeskips, tw sappy

notes. this drabble has been rotting in my brain for over a year. finally wrote it!

“I’m going on a date.”

It only took five simple words from you to make the world’s strongest jujutsu sorcerer drop to his knees. For the first time in his life, Gojo could swear he was experiencing shortness of breath. And was it just him, or were the walls closing in?

“What?” The word leaves his mouth like a demand rather than a question. He’s trying so hard not to overreact, but your overjoyed face makes it nearly impossible not to succumb to the ugly green monster clawing at his insides.

“Well,” you push his shoulder playfully. “Don’t act so surprised. You’re not the only one that pulls.”

“Don’t I know it,” Gojo mutters under his breath, eye twitching. Don’t you know how hard he works to deter any suitors vying for your attention when the two of you are out? He’s practically a rabid dog growling at anyone who so much as breathes in your direction.

Hell, even Shoko once mentioned to him something about being a “registered pervert” at most establishments you frequent together.

 Not his finest moments.

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“my love,” nanami calls, stepping into the living room with wrinkled pjs and damp hair. you’re laying on the couch, mindlessly scrolling through one of your various shopping apps— spring sales have you adding everything to your cart.

“yes?” you reply, craning your neck to meet his gaze. he lifts your legs, sitting where they were resting before lowering them back down, in his lap. he smells like water and clean laundry— it’s familiar and comforting.

warm hands rest on your calves, you put your phone down to give him your full attention.

“you have my debit card on your phone and wallet,” he starts, “you know that, right?”

you nod slowly, giving him a confused look. “i know.”

“you haven’t used it at all. i just checked my statement.” he says, “didn’t i tell you to buy whatever you want?”

“you did,” you smile, almost laughing at the situation. “and i’m grateful, always, that you offer to pay for my things, but i have my own money too, ken— also! i did use it, actually.”

he rolls his eyes, not malicious, of course. “yeah, for boba. twice. do you know how many shopping bags you’ve hauled into this house the past month?”

he’s being sarcastic and you laugh. this has always been something you guys quarrel about, kento giving you all his money and assets, immediately throwing his card whenever you mention something you like. “why do you want me to spend your money so bad?”

kento pouts, just slightly, it’s barely even noticeable.

“i’m grateful, baby,” you say, “but you already pay for so much— this house, my car insurance, the bills and date nights… i’m already spending quite a lot, no?”

“you can spend more,” he pouts, “what i pay for already is nothing— i want to buy you more, for you to have everything you want.”

“i already have everything i want,” you tease, “he’s actually sitting in front of me, kindly massaging my calves.”

he narrows his gaze, a smile twitching onto his lips.

“we’re going to the mall this weekend— the far one,” he decides, “we haven’t been to the mall together for a while, love. i wonder why is that?”

you hum, avoiding his gaze, “maybe because the last time we went, you secretly took my wallet out of my purse and hid it in your underwear drawer so you could pay for everything?”

he laughs, recalling the moment. “i am absolutely doing that again— also, i saw that app you were scrolling on, let me see what you have, i’ll get it for you.”

notes from mei! i do have a shopping addiction actually (im dirt poor rn and in withdrawal) but i see my future (this fic) and its so so bright

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please don’t leave ft. jjk men

based on this ask

cw: angst with comfort, mentions of death, swearing, not proofread

a/n: requests are open!

We literally cannot let them start charging 80 dollars for video games 70 dollars was already outrageous 60 was pushing it. 80 fucking dollars. ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND. For MARIO?!?!?!?!?

If we don’t buy it, they’ll lower the price, just like the 3DS. They make more money from 2 million people buying it at $60 than 1 million at $80

Don't even buy the console, don't let them think they can get away with this

I refuse to live in a world where a console cartridge costs eighty fucking dollars

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he picks up his phone on the first ring, ‘yes sweetheart? did you already reach? where are you?’

‘i’m almost there ken but i think i’m gonna need a minute or two to recover’

concern flooded his mind ‘recover? what happened-‘

‘i just saw the most beautiful man ever!’ you squeal through the phone.

what.

‘he’s drop dead gorgeous ken! and he’s not even doing anything, he’s just- standing there’ you sigh dreamily.

‘oh my god ken, his jaw is so chiseled i could grate cheese on it’ your squealing continues.

‘my love, what are you talking about?’

were you being serious right now? was his jaw not chiseled enough to grate cheese? was he not gorgeous?

why were you calling him, your dear boyfriend, to gush about some man guy?

‘and he’s in this light blue dress shirt which you already know is my personal weakness’

wait. oh.

just then, a small smile makes its way on to his face.

‘ken ken ken he just smiled! i think it might be my favourite smile ever! oh god, it’s so beautiful’ you’re swooning on the other side.

‘really? tell me more’ he’s full on grinning now.

‘i could go on and on but you know what? i think i’m gonna shoot my shot and ask him out. i’ll let you know how it goes later. bye, i love you’ you hang up and he has to stop himself from laughing.

he pockets his phone when sees you crossing the road to get to him.

you throw a small wave at him ‘hey, i was on my way to see my boyfriend but then i saw you and you’re just so beautifully sculpted and i decided that i’d rather spend my life with you instead. what do you say?’

‘i’ll have to ask my girlfriend about that’

clicking your tongue ‘of course a guy like you is off the market’ you feign defeat ‘but i bet i’m more prettier than her’

his eyes scan you from top to bottom ‘you’re ok i guess’

scoffing ‘gee ken thanks a lot. what’s the harm in playing along for a little bit?’ you pout, making him snicker.

you and your antics never fail to amuse him.

you feel his arms wrap around you then and pull you to his chest as you melt into him.

‘i’m not lying. my girl is the prettiest’ he says.

‘and i wasn’t either, you really do have a jaw for grating cheese’

(rblogs appreciated🤘🏼)

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT

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“do you think we’re soulmates?”

“i don’t believe in that shit.” katsuki’s hand tangles in your messy hair sprawled against the pillow he fought you over and ultimately gave to you with a small roll of his eyes.

you huff against his chest, frowning at his words. “you don’t think we were meant to be?”

“hell no.” he grins almost a little mockingly

“why not..?” you mutter, thankful your face is out of his sight because your disappointed expression is really quite laughable.

it’s silent for a long moment, and in the dark room, you assume he fell asleep. you sigh, cautiously readjusting your position to be more comfortable as you shut your eyes, ready to sleep.

that is until his hand drops from your hair onto your arm, rubbing small circles. “i don’t think i’m meant to be with anyone.” he whispers, staring up at his ceiling, still covered in glow in the dark stars from when he was a kid. “i think i just got lucky.”

you keep your eyes closed, half asleep as you respond immediately, “well, i don’t believe in luck. everything happens for a reason, suki.”

“that’s your prerogative, i guess.” he hums, his motions slowing down against your arm, resting there lazily.

“mm,” you wrap your arms around his torso, your cheek smushing against his chest.

another long moment passes, and katsuki’s still staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

“you asleep?” he murmurs, careful not to wake you if you are.

“no, baby.”

he nods to himself, leaning down to plant a kiss on your head. “okay. i love you. thank you.” he whispers before resting back on his bed and shutting his eyes.

“thank you for what?” you reply, smiling softly at his affection.

he shrugs lightly before sleep takes over him, his arms engulfed around you without another word.

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