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how would hoon react to you melting whenever he scratches/rubs your scalp (maybe when you guys are hugging and his hand on the back of your head, or just cuddling)

sunghoon would def get kinda a power trip that he has that effect on you

like wdym he can scratch your head and you’re melting on the floor???

he didn’t get it at all but SUNGHOON WAS LIVING FOR IT

he’s the type of guy to do stuff like that randomly too, he’s smart enough to know that if he keeps doing something it’s going to become normal and not have the same effect

idk why this one got so technical i just woke up ANYWAYS

sunghoon loves to pamper you whether it be scratching your head, massaging your head, he likes that he’s making you feel nice especially after a rough day :)

and he didn’t get it until YOU scratched his head and did the same effect to him

his ass was melting too 🫶

normally i add THREE photos but tumblr is being mean

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Who is This? - How They Met

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: Y/N talks about how she met James Barnes and how she found herself in the modern world. Follow on from this fic.

"What the hell is going on?" Bucky nearly demanded, keeping his arms wrapped around his companion.

Sam raised his eyebrow. "I could ask you the same question, Barnes?" Sam looked at the young woman in Bucky's arms. "Who is this?"

Bucky looked down at her, Sam watched as a smile grew on his face. "This is Y/N. Y/N Barnes. My wife."

"I'm sorry, what was that? Wife? You two are married?" Sam asked, looking between Bucky and Y/N.

"Indeed we are, aren't we darling?"

Y/N looked at Bucky first with a smile then with dead eyes. "I'm still pissed with you," Sam couldn't place her accent. It was a strange combination of Brooklyn, southern and English.

"Babydoll," Bucky sighed, as his wife got up from the couch and walked to the kitchenette.

"No. Don't you babydoll, me. I had two officers with a telegram in their hand as they flat out told me you had fallen off a train in the Alps of all places, whilst you were on some stupid mission with Steve, they never went looking for you, they simply declared you were missing and you were most likely dead."

Bucky's face falls, realising how much she had missed him after he fell off the train. After he had escaped to Bucharest, his memories came back in flashes - her face had always been there front and centre. He never had the time to sit Steve down and ask him about the gorgeous girl in his memories. It had taken another trip to the Smithsonian Institution - and that's when he saw her further into the exhibition, her arms in both Bucky and Steve's as she looked up at him in awe. Bucky and Y/N were married on January 15, 1941 - four weeks after Bucky signed up.

He gets up also, leaving the blanket which once covered them in a ball on the couch. "Sweetheart," he said softly.

"They told me on our fucking anniversary as well!" The tears couldn't be held back as they started rolling down her cheeks.

"It may be late, but happy anniversary," Bucky says, which gets a watery sob out of Y/N - who returns the sentiment.

Sam walks around the couple and into the kitchenette. "How long have you two now been married then?"

They looked at each other. "If you don't count the time we were separated, three years."

"And if you do?" Sharon asks.

"Eighty-three."

"Seems like I owe you a lot of anniversary presents. And birthdays, and Christmas..." Bucky trails off. "Seeming like I'll always be in debt to you, doll."

She shakes her head, "I have you here now. That's the only present I need."

"So how did you two meet?" Sam asks.

August 3rd, 1922

It was the first day at Brooklyn Heights Elementary School. Winnifred Barnes held her eldest son's hand as she took him to school.

Little James Barnes was terrified, it would be his first full day away from his ma, he didn't know anyone and he had a strong feeling like he wanted to cry (his father George had firmly told him men don't cry).

The mother and son duo were stood in front of a little peg, which had his name stuck to it, he was in between someone called Steve and someone called Y/N (the little girl had already taken her coat off - which her mother was hanging up for her, as she dug through her backpack on the floor).

"Y/N what have I told you about sitting on the floor like that?" Y/N's mother said, cupping her hands underneath her armpits and sat her on her knees.

"I can't find my crayons, mama!" Y/N exclaimed, looking up at her mama.

James looked down into his backpack and saw the small pack of crayons his father had brought back home one night. "We can share mine," he tells the little girl on the floor, sitting down next to her.

She looked at him with a big smile. Even at four years old, he couldn't help but think she was the prettiest girl in the world.

"That's how you got your girl? Crayons when you were four?" Sam asks.

"No, I had always known she was beautiful, but it took me a long time to persuade her for a date."

Y/N looked at her husband with a singular raised eyebrow. "You went from girl to girl with no consideration of their feelings. I didn't want to be put on the same list."

"Not a chance, since we locked eyes on that cold floor in elementary school, I have always been yours."

January 15, 1940

"Please, doll," Bucky nearly begged, as Y/N made her way around the counter at the local diner where she currently works. "Just one date."

"No, James, you can't ask me just because you don't have a date for the night."

Bucky sighed, he loved how she was the only one (apart from his ma when he annoyed her) who still called him James. "But, doll."

"And what have I told you about calling me doll?"

"I could take you to Coney Island," which was shut down saying that was his and Steve's 'place to hang out without her'. Bucky denied it, saying that it wasn't right that he and Steve spent time together without her. "What about the movies?"

"The three of us have already seen everything at the movies right now."

Bucky looked at the ceiling, as he fiddled with his ice cream float. "You don't want to go to Coney Island, we've seen everything at the movies and you don't want to go to a diner..."

He heard someone make a passing comment that the river in that park upstate had frozen over and was perfect for. "Ice skating! That's it, I'll take you ice skating!"

Y/N looked over at him, "Will it shut you up?" He nodded. "Fine, you can take me ice skating."

Bucky let out a loud cheer. "I promise you, you won't regret it, babydoll."

Bucky leaned over pressed a kiss to her cheek and ran out of the diner - he missed Y/N rubbing her cheek with a growing smile on her face.

"You were smitten with me?"

"Since day one, babydoll."

They shared a kiss when the door was pushed open by someone who looked like he had a homemade costume Steve used to wear. "What the hell?"

"Alright, that's it. Your time is up. Tell me where Zemo is," someone came storming in, dressed like Steve, shield in one hand as he pointed at the other people in the room. Y/N looked from Bucky to Sam to Sharon and then back to Bucky.

"We know you're hiding him," his sidekick added, crossing his arms.

The Captain America wannabe ordered them to turn over Zemo, which Y/N countered with a comment about the Captain America wannabe running his mouth.

"How did I miss you?" He flirts.

Y/N raised her eyebrow at him, then looked up at Bucky (who whispered into her ear that they were trying to get the shield back). "Give me a second," She puts on a look on her face and makes her way over to the Captain America wannabe. "Oh my God, is that the shield?" She could see him preen at her words. "Can I have a look at it?"

Stupidly, he hands her the shield, Y/N looks it over, and then up at him. "Thanks," and makes her way back to Bucky.

"What are you doing with my shield?"

"I think you mean, my shield. Considering that it technically belongs to me."

Captain America wannabe looked at her confused, what the hell was she talking about? "Who even are you?"

"Who am I? He doesn't know, James!" Y/N looked up at Bucky.  "He doesn't know!" The couple laughed. "I'm Y/N, Steve's half-sister, and this muppet's wife."

"Wait, so how did you end up 80 years in the future?" Sam asks as the trio settles in for the night.

"Howard wanted to make another Super Soldier after the war after Steve had 'died'," she puts quotes around died, then turns her head to look at Bucky. "Yes, I know what happened to Howard and Maria," Bucky's face fell - she knew what he had done as the Winter Soldier(the war crimes he had committed had been plastered all over the news during his trial). 

Sam looked between Bucky and Y/N as he asked. "What happened? I presume you volunteered."

She nods her head. "I did. But, something went wrong. They gave me the serum, and I remember collapsing to the floor and the next thing I knew I was waking up in the year 2019, Steve's face over the top of mine, tears in his eyes, saying he was so happy to see me."

"Steve knew you were alive?" Bucky asked, looking at his wife in surprise. There were about two weeks between the Battle of Earth and Steve went back to the past. 

"I don'remember much from when I woke up, because I was falling in and out of sleep, for a long time." She says, looking up at the ceiling.

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what i would do for a chance with park gunwook

彡 Red sweater - Park Gunwook

Pairing. Park Gunwook X reader

Genre. Fluff | classmates to lovers ig

Warnings. None

Wc. 1616

You opened your eyes with difficulty as you contemplated the idea of going back to sleep. A part of you wanted to ditch today because it was the last day of school before Christmas holidays but the other part of you also wanted to go because it was the last day...

A simple 'ding' coming from your phone resonated in your room and you had no choice but to stop this fight against sleep.

You took a look at the screen with drowsy eyes only to find a text from your best friend saying 'i hope you're coming today and not ditching bc its the last day

This made you smile internally and you finally decided to get up from your bed after wasting almost 10 minutes between sleepness and awakeness.

˚₊‧ ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Breakfast was the last thing in your mind as you hurriedly left your house and made a run to the bus stop. If only you got up from bed immediately after your alarm rang...

You made it to the stop just in time as the bus just arrived and you mentally thanked the universe for not ruining this friday (which is often the worse day of your week along with monday)

You let out a sigh and took a sit in the first empty seat you could find. Thankfully no one decided to sit next to you today.

Putting on your headphones you let your mind wander along the music but a weird feeling engulfed you. It felt like you had forgotten something...

You quickly checked your bag to verify if you forgot your pencil case, notebook or lunch but no, everything seemed fine.

Except eating breakfast what could you possibly forget? You had no idea and just decided to shrug it off as one of those random feelings you can't explain.

After a good 20 minutes ride you arrived at your high-school and walked through the gate, looking for your best friend.

"Y/n!" Your head snapped to the other side and you finally saw her, leaning against the wall and waving at you.

As you walked closer to her you could see her eyeing you weirdly. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion "What?"

She stifled a laugh "Nothing" she answered with the fakest and most sarcastic smile you've ever seen on her which made you roll your eyes.

"Whatever. We have an hour before classes start, what do you want to do ?"

"Let's go to the library, i didn't do my science homework !" She dramatically said as she grasped your wrist and started to drag you along with her.

As you both are making your way to the library, you hear your name being called from behind you. You stop in your tracks, recognizing the owner of the voice. You turn around, trying your best to keep your composure. Before you was none other than your classmate but also longtime crush, Park Gunwook and his dear friend Kim Gyuvin.

They were both dressed in red

Wait.

You look between them and your laughing bestfriend who was also wearing a red top and that's when it hit you.

Today is the last day before Christmas holidays and your whole class agreed on wearing something red, except you didn't.

That's what you forgot this morning.

Your eyes widened as everything started to make sense

"Why didn't you show up in red Y/n ? Don't you have anything red ? Not even a lipstick??" Gyuvin whined half-jokingly, half-annoyed.

Your lips formed an awkward smile at his whining

"I completely forgot it was today ! I knew i was forgetting something this morning..."

you tried your best to justify yourself but the pout on Gyuvin's face only became more prominent as you spoke.

You looked at Gunwook who still hasn't said anything about your choice of outfit (which was literally a white pair of jeans and a black sweater, nothing close to red even in the slightest)

"Am I the only who forgot in the class ?" You asked panicked at the idea of being the one to mess this whole thing up.

Gyuvin simply nodded at your question which caused your eyes to almost jump out of their sockets.

You turned to your bestfriend and grabbed her shoulders. "You have to have something red you can give me for the day. A red ribbon or something!"

The amused look that was resting on her face from the situation quickly vanished away as she looked into your desperate eyes and realized that she didn't have a solution to your problem

You immediately understood her expression

"No.. you better be kidding me ! You always have spare clothes with you and the only time i need it, you don't ?!" You dramatically ask, hoping that she was just messing with you.

"I swear i d-"

"Y/n"

Ah yes, you almost forgot that the pair was still here watching you desperately shake your friend's shoulders.

You looked back to Gunwook, mentally cursing yourself for making a scene in front of him.

"I can give you my hoodie if you want"

"Huh" that was not supposed to be said out loud... "I mean ! You won't be fitting the theme anymore, i don't want-"

"It's okay I have a red shirt underneath it" he smiled

Fuck, you need to find something else to decline.

"But you'll be cold-"

You cut yourself as he started to take off his hoodie as if you didn't just reject his offer and that's when you realize that you can't do anything to change Park Gunwook's mind, the most stubborn man you've ever known.

He quickly put his messy hair back to it's original styled way before handing you his hoodie which you obviously refused again.

"No no its fine Gunwook i don't need it plus you'll get cold-"

"Don't worry about me" he grabbed your arm and hung the hoodie on it, fully aware that you wouldn't accept it if he didn't take action.

"Uh- Are you sure ??"

"Absolutely" he nodded, giving you the sweetest smile

"Well..Thank you"

He sent you another smile in response before your bestfriend hurried you to go to the library for her science homework.

You both bid farewell to the other two before parting ways

"And you better wear it Y/n ! Don't ruin the class spirit !" Gyuvin yelled and you could hear Gunwook hushing him with a "that's enough" which made you laugh.

Today is not that bad after all.

˚₊‧ ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

The last bell rang signaling the end of school but also the beginning of holidays.

Today was... something.

Yes Gunwook gave you his sweater (which means you spent the whole day with his scent lingering on you) but this action had consequences : girls.

Did I mention how Gunwook is extremely good looking and charming and, well, extremely popular among girls ?

Well you wearing his sweater made a lot of noise. Some girls were envious, other jealous and of course a lot of people thought you guys were dating.

Needless to say you were flustered the whole day, mostly when Gunwook sent you all-knowing looks and small smiles from time to time.

You were happy but you also felt sorry for Gunwook. I mean, you don't think that his name being associated to yours would be a good thing for his reputation...

You walked around the school, frantically looking for Gunwook but you couldn't find him anywhere. Did he leave already ? How were you supposed to give him back his hoodie ?

In the distance you spotted one of his friends, a mutual friend, and thought he might know where Gunwook is.

"Ricky !"

"Y/n, Hi!" He warmly smiled

"Hi um do you perhaps know where Gunwook is ? Did he leave already ?"

Ricky smirked at your question and you know he was up to something mischievous

"Why are you looking for him?" He asked, his smirk expending

You deadpaned and showed him the hoodie you were wearing

"I just need to give this back to him, so do you know where he is ?"

He let out a laugh before going back to his serious self, "When i saw him, he told me he needed to check his locker"

You sighed in relief "Thank you Ricky, have a merry Christmas !" And you left before even hearing his answer.

You made your way to the locker area, by now the school was almost empty so you really wished he was still here.

As if the heavens heard your prayers, you saw him standing by his locker.

"Thank god" you sighed out

You quickened your pace until you reached him, startling him in the process

"Gosh Y/n you scared me" he laughed, his hand flying to his heart as a response to fear.

"Sorry" you laughed

You started to take off his hoodie, something you should have done at least 15 minutes ago but you honestly didn't want to take it off.

A hand reached to pull it back down and you looked at him confused

"Keep it"

"What?" You let out

"I said keep it"

"What why ? Have you not heard all these rumors spreading around-"

"But i kinda like the way they sound"

If it was possible your jaw would literally be on the floor right now.

What is going on?

Gunwook only smirked at your reaction

"What do you mean?" You tried your best to sound normal but the blush on your cheeks betrayed you

He messed your hair and laughed

"I'm taking you out on a date soon, let's make the rumors become reality" and with that he walked away and left you standing there, processing everything that just happened in a span of three minutes.

And it all started with a red sweater.

✿ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏʜᴀᴋ

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＞＜﹐ FALLING ASLEEP ON CALL

ot7 ㅤx ㅤgnreader ㆍ genre fluff headcanons established rs warnings not proofread, r is described as beautiful and gorgeous no prns are used though, jungwon's mentions death but that's just him being dramatic synopsis requested here ㅤ ─  560

note sunoo is obsessed with u and ur face 

lee heeseung stays on the phone and keeps on talking even after you fall asleep. he’ll say things that he hasn’t fully worked up the courage to tell you, mostly involving your future together. he’ll talk about how he wants to marry you; he has the whole wedding planned out in his head. or how he’s glad he got his shit together and worked up the courage to ask you out on a date after two years of liking you.

park jongseong simply watches you, with a soft smile on his face. he takes in your features, memorizing what you look like even though he’s seen you asleep before and like heeseung, he’ll talk to you quietly. unlike heeseung, though, he tells you things he often tells you, stuff that you’re used to hearing from him. he whispers about how much he loves you and how beautiful you are, eventually hanging up once he feels himself falling asleep. 

sim jaeyun pretends like you’re there with him and he’ll giggle to himself, taking a couple screenshots before giving you a “kiss”—he taps his finger to your forehead—and says goodnight before tucking you (the phone) into bed. he thinks he’s just the funniest man to ever live, he really does it because he misses you. he wants you to be in his bed for real, actually giving you a kiss and cuddling with you.

park sunghoon is surprised, considering he’s usually the one to fall asleep first most of the time. he’s beyond thankful for this though, he rarely ever has the chance to see you in this state and it genuinely makes him feel giddy. he does end up hanging up after staring at you for a little longer, but the next morning he’ll immediately text you, begging you for a sleepover because he has to see the real thing right away (this happens every time you fall asleep before him).

kim seonwoo takes an absolutely insane amount of screenshots of your sleeping face once he notices that your small “mhm”’s and “really?”’s in response to his ramblings had stopped. yes, he already has a lot of photos of you sleeping or otherwise, but he can’t help it. you are definitely the most gorgeous person he’s ever had the chance to know and he wants to make sure to have a record of every expression you have ever made.

 

yang jungwon honestly just hangs up once he notices your eyes are closed. he’ll let out a small hum, whispering goodnight before hitting ‘end call’. he would stay on call if he wasn’t so worried about wasting your battery. what if your phone dies in the middle of the night? he’s so used to getting a message from you and if he’s be able to get his daily good morning text that would surely be the death of him (he’s dramatic).

nishimura riki won’t ever admit it but his heart bursts every single time you fall asleep in his presence. it makes him happy that you feel comfortable and safe enough to fall asleep even if it is just through the phone. despite this though, he will always tease you the next morning. he makes fun of you and tells you exaggerated lies about how you drool or sleep talk or snore, even going as far to “reenact” it.

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HIHI JAAAAYYYY

guess what (≧▽≦) pjs

s jay has something to confess to you g flulff p jay x reader

you layed your head on jay's shoulder. he was watching youtube since he was bored. you leaned in to watch the video he was watching.

you stayed there for a while until jay turned his phone off. he looked at you with soft eyes and smiled.

"what are you doing?" he asked with a smile. you smiled back at him and responded. "watching videos with you." jay chuckled and wrapped his arms around you.

he pulled you close to him, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. "guess what?" he whispered against your cheek.

you pulled away and looked into his eyes. "chicken butt?"

jay laughed out loud. he had a happy sparkle in his eyes as he looked you at. "no silly." you pouted. "then what?" jay took a deep breath, bringing his hand to your cheek.

"i love you." heat rushed to your cheeks. you couldn't look into his eyes as your heart made flips in your chest.

jay smiled at your reaction. he brought his face close to yours, his lips inches away. "i love you." he whispered softly before connecting his lips with yours.

you felt like you were on fire. it was crazy how flustered he could get you. you kissed back softly, telling him how much you loved him through the kiss.

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sunghoon is bae

＞＜﹐ PETNAMES

park sunghoon ㅤx ㅤfemreader ㆍ genre fluff headcanon established rs warnings not proofread synopsis petnames and when he likes to use them ㅤ ─  390

note other members when

though it isn’t a petname, sunghoon calls you by your name the most. it’s not like he doesn’t like petnames, he does, he just prefers calling you by your name. to him it’s way more intimate than anything else he could possibly call you. he loves the way your name sounds coming from him paired with the i love you's only he’s allowed to tell you.

he calls you baby whenever you feel stressed about a project that you have due, sad because of a movie you two watched, or just feel icky in general. he’ll hug you, rubbing your back soothingly while he tells you how good you’re doing and how proud he is, how you’re okay and he’s always there for you, or how pretty you are. he calls you baby so that you know he means it and that he’s there to take care of you.

my girl is for when he’s feeling proud or smug. if he wins a small and petty argument the two of you had and you get all annoyed with him, he’ll laugh and poke at your cheek, “aw, my poor girl.” or say he bought you something really expensive and you ask why on earth he would spend that much on you (he can tell you’re secretly happy), he’ll reply with, “what? i can’t buy my girl pretty things?”

besides your name, he uses is babe the most. is it basic? yes. does he care? not really. he usually only uses it if you’re with your mutual friends or just.. out on errands or whatever else. he does it to subtly let other people know that you’re taken, he cannot stand the thought of anyone attempting to hit on you while he’s with you. he’s not one for pda so he does this to make your relationship known.

finally, he calls you honey when he’s tired or wants something from you. he’ll pull out a whiny “honey”, draping his arms over your shoulders as he asks you for whatever it is that he wants (usually he just wants you to do his chores). if he’s tired then, oh, he is the sweetest he could possibly be. he’ll cuddle with you and place a bunch of kisses all over your face, mumbling against your skin, ”love you so so much, honey.”

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GUNWOOK HAS LURED ME TO ZB1 HE IS SO CUTE

heyy i had a request, if you're doing any,

a gunwook one (or entire zb1 works too)

but like, a list of the things u do, that makes their heart flutter and vice versa

hehe thank you bye

- heart flutter w/ gunwook !

🖇️📁 // sorry this took me a few days! thank you so much for being patient w/ me <3. requests always welcomed, i loved writing this one so thank you for requesting! hehe hope you enjoy byeeee

genre: fluff

pairing: gunwook x (gn!)reader il

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: 박건욱 // park gunwook

what he does:

i mentioned this in an earlier post but i am a firm believer in gunwook picking you up

how could your heart not flutter with THE gunwook picking you up in his arms…

he will show off his strength like this especially if he knows you like it

picks you up in hugs, spins you around in circles while his arms are wrapped around you

if you are shorter than him, sometimes picks you up when he kisses you

probably gives piggyback rides for fun, or if you are tired he will insist on carrying you back home

lays his head down on your lap, very likely to fall asleep there, feels really peaceful and happy with you and that makes you feel so giddy

watching him practice in the studio either by himself or with the members, you sit and watch in awe at him working

wraps you in his jacket or hoodie the moment you look remotely cold

always wins you the biggest prizes when you go on an arcade or theme park date

cups your face in his palms and gently strokes your cheeks

what you do:

your existence is enough to make this boy’s heart flutter, melts every time you are around him

flustered when you initiate physical affection with him

gets all shy and smiley when you wrap your arms around him

never will get use to kissing you, feels so lucky every time you kiss

boop the tip of his nose, it is cute and it deserves attention, turns into a fluff ball when you do this

or squish his cheeks

looks at you with the biggest sparkling eyes when you fix the strands of his hair that have fallen over his eyes

gets giggly if you touch his arms, flustered when your hands make contact with the muscles of his upper arms specifically

nicknames. loves them but every time you call him something other than his name he basically malfunctions

i feel like he would have a soft spot for watching you get ready, heart flutters when you apply product to your lips or brush your fingers through your hair while looking in the mirror

📁🖇️ : a/n

hiii everyone, hope you are all taking care of yourselves <3

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PSA: If you’re planning on posting smut for Niki the day of his birthday go ahead and block me, unmoot me, etc. I do not and refuse to accept y’all thinking that’s a normal thing to do.

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why would people wait for riki to turn 18 to write smut? like we watched him GROW UP. sure he will be legal. yes he will be 18. but we watched him grow up since he was 14. don't send me smut requests for riki because i will automatically deny it and instead of writing it for riki's bday i'll write it for sunghoon since his is the day before riki's. i will write fluff and angst for riki and that's it.

so please respect the writers that don't want to write smut for riki because it makes us uncomfortable.

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descriptions of dissociation

Depersonalisation

Common: ‘I felt strange / weird’, ‘I felt as if I was floating away’, ‘I felt disembodied / disconnected / detached / far away from myself’, ‘apart from everything’, ‘in a place of my own / alone’, ‘like I was there but not there’, ’I could see and hear everything but couldn’t respond’

Less Common: ‘puppet-like’, ‘robot-like’, ‘acting a part’, ‘I couldn’t feel any pain’ ‘like I was made of cardboard’,  ‘I felt like I was just a head stuck on a body’, ‘like a spectator looking at myself on TV’, ‘an out of body experience’, ‘my hands or feet felt smaller / bigger’. ‘when I touched things it didn’t feel like me touching them’

Derealisation

‘My surroundings seemed unreal / far away’, ‘I felt spaced out’, ‘It was like looking at the world through a veil or glass’, ‘I felt cut off or distant from the immediate surroundings’, ‘objects appeared diminished in size /  flat / dream-like / cartoon like / artificial / unsolid’ Other dissociative symptoms 

Memory: “I drove the car home/got dressed/had dinner but can’t remember anything about it”, “I don’t know who I am or how I got here” (fugue state), “I remember things but it doesn’t feel like it was me that was there”. 

Identity: “I feel like I’m two separate people/someone else”. 

Other: “I felt like time was passing incredibly slowly/quickly”, “I get so absorbed in fantasy/a TV programme that it seems real”, “I felt an emptiness in my head as if I was not having any thoughts at all”. 

Source: Jon Ston. Dissociation: What Is It and Why Is It Important? Practical Neurology, 2006; 6: 308-313.

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i am absolutely in love with this

“Hey, can you do me…a favour?”

Gojo winces as if the words hurt him, and when you realize he’s talking to you, the coffee you’d been sipping goes down the wrong pipe and you choke.

Coughing, you lean towards Shoko, who looks a little taken aback herself. “Did I hear that right? Did Gojo Satoru just ask me for a favour?”

“He really did,” she chuckles, lips curled into a smirk.

It wasn’t often that Gojo put his pride aside to ask for help, so who were you not to tease him a bit before acquiescing?

“You hit your head or something?” You tease. “Think too hard and lose brain cells?”

“Very funny, sweets,” he scoffs, rolling his eyes.

You scowl a little at the pet name, crinkling the can in your fist. “Well, what can I possibly do for you, oh honoured one?”

Gojo groans loudly, cheeks turning a cute shade of pink. “You’re never gonna let me live that down, huh?”

“Nope,” you grin. “But seriously, what is it?”

He just sighs, running a hand through his hair. He’s so uncharacteristically serious that it unsettles you a bit. “It’s about the kid. Megumi.”

You quirk a brow, curious. It wasn’t often that Gojo brought up his newly acquired children. “Don’t tell me you lost him at the grocery store.”

“That only happened once, and it was completely his fault! This is about his technique.”

“It’s manifested already?” you ask, suddenly extremely invested in this conversation. “Isn’t he, like, five or something?”

Gojo tilts his shades down to stare at you amusedly. “He’s seven. Almost eight.”

“Really? He’s small for his age,” Shoko comments mildly as Gojo shrugs, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

“Yeah, but don’t tell him that. He may have the height of a five year old, but he’s got the attitude of a thirteen year old. He will hurt your feelings,” he sniffs, and you wonder if he speaks from experience.

“Did you come here to tell us that you’re being bullied by a seven year old? What do you want us to do?” you ask, unable to bite back your smile. “Tell Yaga-sensei?”

“No,” Gojo grumbles, sticking his tongue out at you, a gesture which you return. “I want you to help me teach him how to use Ten Shadows. You’re the only other person I know that’s inherited and knows how to use it.”

You’d been messing with Gojo up until now, but this makes you pause. It was always a possibility for the kid to inherit the same technique as you, and now that it was reality, you were…excited. Excited to teach a young sorcerer in the way you had wished you’d been taught.

“Okay,” you agree, and Gojo looks momentarily surprised by your easy compliance. “But we’re gonna need some fly heads.”

—

“Why can’t Gojo-sensei teach me how to use my technique?”

Something clenches in Satoru’s chest as he watches you kneel in front of the small boy, smiling sweetly.

“Because that goofy beanstalk’s inherited technique isn’t nearly as cool as ours, so he doesn’t fully understand how it works yet.”

Ah, always so sweet until you open that pretty mouth of yours.

You’re merely gesturing around the room, but Megumi’s already showing more interest than he does during a full conversation with Satoru himself (the strongest sorcerer in the world, not that his kid was concerned).

“You may notice that the shadows around you…respond whenever you’re feeling things like anger or anxiety— Did Gojo-sensei teach you how to control your flow of cursed energy?”

From his spot against the wall, Satoru draws a deeper than normal breath. He likes the way Gojo-sensei sounds coming from your lips.

“Yeah,” Megumi replies, pointing to the bandage on his pudgy little cheek. “With the stuffed bear that punches.”

“It’s an unorthodox method,” you grimace, cutting a glare in Satoru’s direction. “But that makes this lesson easier.”

You hold your hands out in front of you, and Gojo watches as your cursed energy pulses around you, your shadows swirling in response to your jujutsu.

The Ten Shadows technique has always intrigued him. He’s seen - through you - how its versatility and power could easily outclass the strongest sorcerers and special grade curses.

Satoru knows he’s the strongest, but you? You’re a close second.

“We can hide a lot of things in our shadows. Like weapons,” you reach into one at your side, pulling a jet-black sword. “Or…wallets.”

Satoru can hear the smile in your voice when you hand Megumi a familiar black bi-fold, patting his pockets and groaning when he realizes they’re empty.

He should have known you didn’t put your hand on his thigh for no reason while he was driving.

Megumi giggles as you set the wallet in his palm, and his mouth falls open, because the kid’s never done more than scowl around him. Were you already his favourite?

You continue your lesson, clasping your hands together to summon one of your dogs. “But the best part is our shikigami.” Megumi’s eyes widen in awe as the dog dutifully flanks your side. “Basic shikigami users usually use a talisman as an intermediary, but we use our shadows. Do you know how to make shadow puppets?”

You smile when the boy nods, helping him position his little hands to form a dog. “Good. Now focus your cursed energy into it.”

It’s adorable, the way Megumi squeezes his eyes shut and concentrates so hard. What’s even more adorable is the way your eyes light up and you cheer when two little puppies appear at Megumi’s feet, tails wagging eagerly as they look up at their summoner.

“Satoru,” you call over your shoulder (and his heart absolutely does not begin to beat a little faster hearing you say his first name). “The fly head?”

“Oh, right,” he chuckles, recalling his role as assistant in this lesson, reaching into the box and pulling the low-level curse out by its neck, holding it out as far from his body as he can.

Eyes still on Megumi, you let out a quick, sharp whistle, and your white dog snarls, lunging forward and tearing the curse from Satoru’s hand. It’s teeth rip into the thing, powerful jaw crushing and tearing until the curse is nothing but pulp. (He’s seen that dog take on curses five times its size and win, this was but the tip of the iceberg when showcasing Ten Shadows.)

“They eat the curses?” Megumi asks, sounding more surprised than scared, like any normal seven-year old would be.

(Then again, he’s Toji’s kid.)

“The dogs do, yes,” you explain, rubbing your dog behind its ears before releasing it. “But like your other shikigami, they can also be trained for offense or support.”

“Can you teach me how to train them?” Megumi asks, glancing up at you hopefully, his puppies piled into his lap.

You’d have to be absolutely heartless to say no to him.

Satoru smiles a little when your expression softens. “Of course I will,” you tell him, then nod your head back towards him. “Don’t forget about your Gojo-sensei, though. He’s quite good at hand-to-hand combat, and the only thing more valuable than a sorcerer with Ten Shadows, is one who can also throw a punch. You want to fight alongside your shikigami.”

Megumi nods enthusiastically, and it’s perhaps the most excited he’s seen the kid react to the idea of spending more time with him.

—

“You ever think about it?” He asks as he walks you back to your dorm later that night. The last tendrils of sun stream through the windows, bathing the hall in warm streaks of sunset.

“Think about what?” You hum in reply, swinging the bag of kikufuku between you two.

“Teaching.”

You snort lightly at that. “Yeah, right.”

“I’m serious,” Satoru laughs, nudging you slightly. “You were really good with the kid.”

“We have the same technique,” you shrug. “And he’s one kid, not a classroom of them.”

“We could do it together,” he suggests lightly. “You, me, Shoko, Utahime, even Nanami. We’re always here between missions anyway.”

You pause in the middle of the hall, turning to stare at him, your eyes searching his. “You…really do want to teach.”

“I do,” he nods. “The world is changing, and jujutsu needs to do the same. It needs people like you and me to lead that change, and it starts with us teaching kids like Megumi.”

Your gaze seems to soften, switching your shopping bag to your other hand and interlocking your fingers with his.

“Okay, let’s do it. Together.”

Satoru can’t help but smile, using your hand to pull you closer, leaning down and peppering your face in kisses until you squeal, begging him to stop between giggles.

“By the way, can you start calling me Gojo-sensei in bed?”

“Don’t push it.”

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