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you are your worst enemy until you learn to treat yourself like a friend. sabotaging your efforts and relationships, convincing yourself no one loves you, not trying because you’re sure you’ll fail, being apathetic to everything is bc you think you’re not good enough. but the truth is you are good enough and you can be the best person you can be if you learn to change these thoughts into self-love and encouragement. listen to your needs and be there for yourself instead of destroying your health or abandoning yourself or your future.

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YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do

So, i was wonderifng if you could prompts for grumpy x sunshine? (scenarios and dialogues)

I haven't found much, and the ones i have found are very short.

I apologize in advance for my bad english, is not my first language.

Have a lovely day/night <3

40 Sunshine x Grumpy Prompts

I tried to make these a little more ambiguous than usual. Please enjoy. And your English is amazing!

WARNINGS: Nightmares, mentioned surgery and medicine.

SCENARIOS:

1) Grumpy is an introvert and prefers to stay at home and away from people. Sunshine is the only one who can get them to go into public. 

2) Throughout Grumpy’s life, they’ve struggled to get along with people due to their quiet nature, but Sunshine doesn’t mind and happily fills the silence. 

3) While Grumpy may not show their love verbally, they give little actions that scream their love. Allowing Sunshine to sleep on their lap, giving them food when they’re hungry, snuggling at night. Sunshine’s happy knowing that Grumpy loves them, regardless of how they show it. 

4) Sunshine’s always been regarded as the innocent, too easy to fool type—next to them, Grumpy doesn’t believe it. The few times that Grumpy had been harassed in front of Sunshine, they stood up for them like it was nothing. 

5) Most kids in school said that they’d be a bad fit for one another just because of how different they were. Little did they know that Grumpy and Sunshine had already been dating for two years. 

6) Sunshine hasn’t been in a relationship before because of their supposed “clinginess”, and Grumpy hasn’t either because of their reclusiveness. Somehow, they work flawlessly together. 

7) It’s been five years since Grumpy and Sunshine’s co-workers took a bet on how long they’d last. So far, they were still losing.

8) Though Grumpy doesn’t like to be touched, they’ll happily allow Sunshine to run their fingers through their hair. 

9) After a soft morning with Sunshine after a sleepover, Grumpy realizes that maybe marriage isn’t such a bad thing. 

10) Sunshine isn’t shining like they usually do, and Grumpy is determined to take care of it. Whatever it costs, and whoever upset them. 

11) Grumpy’s parents pull aside Sunshine to tell them how glad they are that Sunshine met Grumpy. They’d been more happy than they’d ever been because of Sunshine. 

12) Coming home late at night, Grumpy finds Sunshine crying and nearly breaks down. Whenever things get rough, they always trust Sunshine to be the one happy thing in their life. They’d do anything to get their Sunshine back. 

13) After Grumpy gets wisdom teeth surgery/another surgery, they’re loopy and giggly. Sunshine can’t help but wonder if this would be what it’s like to have their roles reversed. 

14) For Grumpy’s birthday, Sunshine bought bright colors on a whim for Grumpy, knowing that there was a low possibility that they’d wear them. But, surprisingly, the next morning they wore them. 

15) In Grumpy and Sunshine’s relationship, communication without words is vital. When in public, Grumpy knows how to say “Let’s get out of here,” without a word. And Sunshine knows how to ask if they’re all right. Nobody can understand how they do it. 

16) Sunshine is uncharacteristically worried about how Grumpy’s parents will react to them dating/being married, but Grumpy assures them if it doesn't go well, then they can suffer with not seeing their child. Because Sunshine’s the best thing that’s ever happened to them. 

17) Trying to pick out a ring for Grumpy, Sunshine goes down the whole list trying to imagine their love with a ring on their finger, and how’d they even propose. Not too fancy, but not too small. Not too loud, but just loud enough that word makes it around. It wasn’t until the last page that they found something that screamed Grumpy. 

18) Grumpy and Sunshine are those kinds of people that can hang around each other and not say a word, but be totally satisfied. It’s not out of the ordinary to see them reading in each other’s company, or playing single-player video games. 

19) Grumpy never knew what love could be defined as. They knew annoyance, and anger, and the hate of losing independence, but never love. Then, they met Sunshine, and every definition made sense. 

20) Dancing has been their thing since Grumpy and Sunshine started dating. It was quiet, full of adoration and always resulted in Grumpy smiling, and Sunshine tearing up at their darling. 

21) Most people don’t understand how Grumpy and Sunshine get along so well, and their answer is always the same. They just understand me. 

22) After (x) amount of dating, people realized that Sunshine is the only one who can make Grumpy not throw hands. 

23) Sunshine is an insomniac due to nightmares, and has been for their whole life. Once Grumpy starts sleeping with them, they only dream of Grumpy’s hands holding them close at night. 

24) When they’re outside, Grumpy likes to always touch Sunshine. Whether that be linking hands or a hand on the back.

25) Since they started dating, midnight drives are what they do on the weekend. After they pull over at a park, Grumpy and Sunshine reflect in each other’s presence. 

DIALOGUE:

26) “Come on, it’s not worth it.” 

27) “I love you, and only you. I don’t care about what anyone else says.” 

28) “I’m not a good fit for you.” “No, you’re a perfect fit.” 

29) “Let’s drive. Our usual?” 

30) “Dance with me?” “Now?” “Always.” 

31) “Everyone is placing bets on when we’re going to break up. Does that not bother you…?” “Why would I worry about what anyone else thinks when you’re right here. Your opinion is the only one that matters.” 

32) “What did my parents say?” “Relax. Nothing bad.” “Oh, thank God.” 

33) “I don’t think I knew what love was until I met you.” 

34) “Is our relationship a game to them?” “People don’t like what they don’t understand—just don’t worry about them.” 

35) “You’re so pretty, Sunshine.” “Thank you, darling, but let’s try that again a few hours when you can see straight.” 

36) “Who hurt you?” “Don’t—” “Who hurt you?” 

37) “Hey, hey, hey, stop crying. I’m here now.” 

38) “I think—I think I want to marry you.” “Oh, my God, are you serious?” 

39) “You’re actually wearing it?” “Was I not supposed to?” “No, no, no! You’re so… cute. So unlike you.” 

40) “No, I don’t want to talk about Grumpy/Sunshine if it’s about if we’ve broken up yet. No, we haven’t broken up yet. Yes, we’re still married. Do you have any other questions now?” 

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gojo satoru x reader | college au [18+]

kickoff drabble no3. gojo as a cat dad

ᰔ pairing. college au - soccer player! gojo x film major! reader

ᰔ drabble summary. gojo tried to give you a little kitten as an apology, but you weren’t able to take it in, so he ends up becoming a cat dad. (note: for new readers, this is in continuation of my long fic gojo x reader series “kickoff”!! masterlist is linked below)

ᰔ main storyline summary. gojo satoru is the most popular guy on your college campus. he's tall, funny, hot, not to mention he's the most talented soccer forward the school has seen in years. but he's also a frat dude, which puts him in a world very different from your own, as he spends most of his nights partying & drinking while you spend most of yours working on your annoying film major assignments. but when he reaches out to you for a favor, you realize that helping him out might have something in it for you too.

ᰔ warnings/tags. 18+, fem reader, fluff, angst, smut, college au, fraternities, sororities, partying, drinking/alcohol, romance, jealousy, pining, slow burn, opposites to lovers, friends to lovers, she falls first he falls harder, gojo being an idiot, marijuana use, sexism, sexual harassment (verbal only)

ᰔ chapter. drabble #3

ᰔ words. 2.3k

a/n. hellooo!! this is such a silly little drabble lol, basically just gojo falling in love w a kitty. kickoff reader does make an appearance tho haha. this will be the last drabble before we move on to ch11 :) hope u enjoy!! <3

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“Wait what? He’s gotta get his balls chopped off someday?”

Gojo holds the tuxedo kitten, which as of two seconds ago is now officially his and shall be named mr. grand theft auto (mr gta for short) up into the air as he examines him like he’s some novel beast.

“Yes,” Nanami affirms on the other line before releasing a deep exhale, “at around ten weeks old, you’ll have to get him neutered.”

“How do I know how old he is?” Gojo asks, twiddling his thumb back and forth to give mr gta something to chase with his paws in an attempt to distract.

“You’ll have to take the kitten to the vet,” Nanami tells him. “They’ll need to check for fleas, parasites, and give any relevant vaccinations.”

Gojo scratches the back of his head and sets mr gta down on his desk, which the Soot Sprite runs to the edge of and almost knocks over Gojo’s half-finished can of Red Bull. Gojo picks him up again, and he hears a tiny little mew squeak out.

“Did you check with Suguru or Hide or Sota if they would be fine with keeping a cat in the house?” Nanami asks.

“No.”

“That’s the first thing you should do.”

“Ehhh I’m sure they’d be fine with it,” Gojo replies before settling mr. gta into the nook of his elbow and then grabbing his keys. He pets his pocket for his wallet, and then heads out of his room, down the stairs, and outside to the driveway to get inside his car. He plops Fluff Ball onto his dashboard, and then realizes he’s still got Nanami on the line.

“Oh, shit, sorry,” he brings his phone back up to his ear, “did you say something.”

A long pause. “I’ve been giving you instructions this entire time.”

Nanami apparently had three cats growing up, it was one of the first things Gojo learned about him during some Icebreakers for Rush. But his knowledge is wasted on Gojo, who’s more keen on winging most things in life.

“Where did you find this kitten?” Nanami asks.

“In the bushes,” Gojo says as he pulls out of the driveway, “over on Main street. Took the scenic route on my run this morning.”

“And why decide to keep it?”

Gojo pulls his phone from his ear to check the directions on his phone for a brief second, a little too lazy to connect BlueTooth to his car for a seven minute drive. “Uh. Well, I tried to give it to y/n, but she didn’t want it. Er, she couldn’t have it, so, I figured I’d keep it.” He glances between his rearview mirror and mr. gta as he turns onto the street. “The little thing’s homeless and cute, so why not. Also kinda ugly, though. His fur looks like he’s been struck by lightning.”

Nanami sighs, then catches his breath briefly. “You found a dirty flea-covered kitten in the bushes and then tried to abandon it with y/n when she can’t even have it, and then abruptly decided you’ll take care of it? I would encourage some self reflection.”

Gojo gets to the closest veterinarian office he could find, mr gta in hand when he walks through the door with the jingle of a bell at the top, which his kitten becomes instantly intrigued with as it tilts its head up to the noise.

“Hi,” Gojo says as he approaches the receptionist desk, where he sees a girl probably around his age wearing bright blue scrubs sitting there at a catastrophically messy desk cluttered with pens and clipboards and certainly not enough space for the gigantic keyboard underneath the computer.

She looks up from her computer at Gojo, and blinks a few times in surprise before addressing him. Gojo wonders if she’s new to the job. “Hello! Name for the appointment?”

“Oh, I don’t have an appointment,” Gojo says, setting mr gta up on the high raised counter, and he feels the fur of his tiny tail brush against his hand before a tiny rough tongue starts to lick at his knuckle. “I found this kitten in the bushes, so I just wanted someone to take a look at him. Or her? I’m, like, 90% sure it’s a boy, but you guys are the experts.”

Crescents form under her eyes in amusement before she flutters her eyes back to the computer screen. “Sorry, we don’t take walk-ins,” she says as she busies herself with clicking sporadically across pixels that he can’t see.

“Can’t make an exception?” Gojo asks, setting his elbow up on the counter and mr gta instantly starts scratching at his skin. He watches her expression change from business to something else before pushing away from the desk, chair springing when she gets up from it.

“I can check with the doctor for you!” she chirps and disappears into the hallway. Gojo looks down at mr gta, who’s staring off in the direction she went before he starts licking his paw.

The vet makes an exception, but not without a twenty minute wait. Gojo briefly wonders what being a veterinarian would be like, getting to hold tiny cute kittens like mr gta—who, by the way, is indeed a mister—all day. But, he figures there’s probably downsides to it too, since not all their patients are probably as sweet as mr gta is when he gets his shots. Cute thing just winces a little from the needle then chirps a drawled meow before shaking his head and wobbling right back into Gojo’s hands at the edge of the metal table. God, Gojo was attached. It hasn’t even been three hours, and he’d already jump in front of an active shooter just to protect the little Black Ball with Mittens.

Well, some of the love diminishes when he realizes just how damn expensive the vet visit cost as the receptionist from earlier adds up services on her dated calculator with punches of her index finger on worn out buttons. Gojo pulls his wallet out of his pocket and hands her his credit card, and even though it’s just the plastic equivalent of cash, he still feels like it’s much lighter somehow when she hands it back to him. She prints out the receipt, licking her thumb to separate the customer copy from the office’s copy and hands the latter to him to sign. The puff ball tied at the end of the pen intrigues mr gta who swats his paw at it while Gojo makes quick work of his signature and hands it over the counter. He’s about to turn on his heel to head out the door in no need of the customer copy, when the receptionist squeaks out a wait and scribbles something onto it before handing it to him. He glances down at the ballpoint blue ink. The total that he paid in written out words, a large circle drawn around a free future check-up coupon, and beneath it, a phone number with a heart next to it. He finally clocks in on the flirting.

His now healthy kitten is captivated by the noise of the bell above the door again when Gojo makes his way through it, and then captivated by the sound of plastic paper crumpling in his hand when he tosses the receipt into a trash can outside of receptionist desk view. It’s not like he needed it, he can’t return vaccines.

“So you’re cool with it?’ Gojo asks, Suguru on the other line since he wasn’t home and he was the last one of his housemates he had to check with if keeping mr gta was alright or not. Not that Gojo would drop the little guy off at a shelter if one of the guys did say they didn’t want a cat in the house. He’d sooner drop one of his housemates off at the shelter than get rid of mr gta.

Suguru sighs through the receiver. “I guess it’s fine as long as you take care of it…but it’s weird, you’ve never cared much for cats?”

Gojo’s eyes flicker across the ceiling of his room as he lays on his bed, swinging his knee back and forth before adjusting his hand under his neck to get more comfortable. His gaze then flits down to mr gta, who is roaming the expanse of his chest and plucking at the fabric of Gojo’s shirt with every step he takes across it. Purring like a maniac where the sound is probably loud enough to interrupt Nanami’s wim hof breathing meditation exercises three houses down from here.

Gojo pulls the phone away from his ear and tucks his chin to look mr gta straight in the eye. “Dude. Could you keep it down? I’m on the phone.”

Electrocuted Puff Ball just stares at him and mews in defiance before using its hind leg to scratch behind its ear, then settles its head down on the center of Gojo’s chest, the rumble of purrs felt on his sternum.

Gojo brings the phone back to his ear. He considers how to answer Suguru, thinking can’t let the gang know I fw cute cats all of a sudden so instead he says— “I don’t know. It’s probably the cat parasite.”

“The what?” Suguru asks.

Gojo scratches the top of mr gta’s head as he puts Suguru on speaker then peruses a WikiHow article on his phone on how to care for babies. Apparently, skin to skin contact is very important, so he shoves mr gta underneath the fabric of his shirt. “Yeah, something about a parasite from cats that can infect humans and basically make us fall in love with them as some sort of survival strategy. I read about it on the mews—er, news. Mews? What the fuck. I just said mews instead of news. See?? It’s the fuckin’ cat parasite.”

He hears Suguru sigh. “Aight. Whatever floats your boat, dude.”

Gojo’s phone pings with a text notification, and when he sees your name flash across his screen, his eyes widen. “Uh, gotta go. See ya at home. Don’t forget the cat food.” And then he hangs up. Because he can’t talk to you and concentrate on anything else at the same time.

He sits up, catching mr gta when he falls towards his lap in the motion, and then he perches himself up on an elbow to read your texts.

|| 10:24am You: hi, sorry for kicking you out earlier today

|| 10:24am You: i was just a little sad about the kitty :(

He sees you typing, before the bubble disappears. He holds his breath. And then he sees you typing again.

|| 10:26am You: i’m on my period, so im’ a little emotional

Gojo blinks at his screen. Then his thumbs move to type.

|| 10:28am Gojo Satoru: Oh

He scans his brain for the right thing to say.

|| 10:29am Gojo Satoru: Are you doing okay? Do you need Ibuprofen

He feels mr gta’s warm little body press against his torso.

|| 10:30 Gojo Satoru: Or a heating pad?

Nailed it.

|| 10:32am You: aw no i’m ok!! thanks though :))

|| 10:32am You: did you keep the kitty?

His eyes flicker down to mr gta, who has fully fallen asleep in his lap. Dumb little thing. Doesn’t even know pythagoras’s theorum, or anything about the Roman Empire. Only knows warmth and whiskers. But if anything bad ever happened to mr gta, Gojo would probably end up in jail for the revenge he wreaks havoc on the perpetrators.

|| 10:24am Gojo Satoru: I did, yeah. Victim of the cat parasite

|| 10:26am You: cat parasite??

|| 10:26am You: what’s that

|| 10:28am Gojo Satoru: Some parasite that makes people like cats

|| 10:29am Gojo Satoru: [sent an article]

|| 10:29am Gojo Satoru: Saw it on the news

|| 10:31am You: don’t you mean

|| 10:31am You: the mews

|| 10:31am You: haha get it

|| 10:31am You: because of mew

He blinks at his phone screen, and then his lips purse. The cuteness aggression he has felt today is enough to kill a grown man, and he has to set his phone down to deal with the wide grin that spreads across his face from your messages. He rubs a hand across his mouth and over his jaw, to ease the sore to the cheeks of his muscles from the way he can’t help the stupid way he’s cheesing over you, and it’s almost embarrassing if it didn’t make his heart beat fast in his chest in the same flush way he feels at the end of a good run or an exciting soccer match.

And while he tries to contain his face despite the lack of any witnesses, except for the kitten curled up in his lap, he realizes it’s been minutes since he responded to you.

He falls back onto the bed, head hitting the pillow while he sets his hand holding his phone down on his chest to read your message. Mr gta crawls up from his lap to sit in front of his phone screen, and Gojo has to tilt his head to look past the obstructing view of his wispy floofy tail.

|| 10:35am you: sorry. was that lame :(

Mr gta meows incessantly at the phone as if in response to you. “Yeahhh I know. She’s really cute, isn’t she.” And then Gojo scratches behind his pointy little ear with his index finger. Mr gta entirely leans into the sensation, purring loudly almost on command before he’s meowing again in a tiny voice.

Mr gta reaches his paw out, pressing it against the bright screen of Gojo’s phone, typing nonsensical letters because he doesn’t know the English lexicon, or any lexicon for that matter other than purr and meow and hiss.

Gojo thinks nothing of it, until his paw accidentally presses the blue send button.

|| 10:37am Gojo Satoru: sjhdfhh

|| 10:38am You: huh?

|| 10:39am Gojo Satoru: Sorry

|| 10:39am Gojo Satoru: That was the cat

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[the end]

a/n. hope u enjoyeeddd lol gojo as a cat dad was not in my plans for kickoff at all but this was fun to write alskdjdh i want a lil kitty so baaaaad </3 anywho, like i mentioned, this will be the last drabble from ch10 haha we shall move on to ch11 now 😼 but there will def be more mr gta appearances in kickoff bc that’s gojo’s lil baby now :”) thanks sm for reading!! love u guys

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