#I do like that we got this little moment with them but Yuuji spend so much of it being worried about where Gojo's heads at

[kacievvbbbb]

Look how sad Yuuji is at the thought that Gojo could ever think he was forgettable 🥺. Gojo is his sensei and Yuuji loves his sensei, so much.

And Yuuji knows what it is like to feel like one cog in the never-ending curse machine, easily replaceable when broken and that's fine for him (at this point) but he would never let any of his friends think they were replaceable, EVER.

And so I actually don't care what Gege thinks; even it is in the way only one cog can only remember another, Itadori Yuuji will always remember Gojo Satoru.

[retiredteabag]

Choso watching you interact with children

Babysitting with Choso and him getting emotional realizing that his love for you goes deeper than he understands...

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The two of you had been watching your niece, spending hours together, playing outside, drawing, and making snacks, and now you, Cho, and your niece were watching a cartoon on the television.

Nobody was really paying attention, too focused on the conversation that bounced from your niece's school friends to her hobbies, to her neighbor's pet lizard.

Choso was listening intently, asking questions that made the girl leap on the sofa, eager to tell him more. He never seemed annoyed or bothered by her attention. He was very intentional with his care.

You found yourself staring at him with hearts in your eyes, he was just so good with kids.

“And when I first met him he was this big-“ she brings her palms together, “but now he’s this big!” She dramatically pulls them apart, showing the width of what must have been the world's largest bearded dragon. “But anyway… yeah, I need to go potty!”

You look over, “okay, I can pause the TV, we’ll wait for you.” You offer her a smile and she makes a serious face.

“Good. I like this episode a lot.” She bounds off to the restroom and you chuckle, knowing she wasn’t paying any attention to the show on the screen. You look back to the man at your side and smile.

“Ya know, you’re pretty good with her.” You nudge Choso.

Choso’s love language was words of affirmation, through and through, but you didn’t praise him because you knew this, he truly just had so many good qualities, it would be a crime not to tell him!

He beams, “It’s easy loving people.”

Your heart warms, knowing he was telling the truth. “You’re so good at conversation though, she gets so excited when you're with me. And when you don't come, you're all she wants is to talk about.”

He lights up, “Really? That makes me happy! She's very silly.” He looks at your face intently, "She has so much energy, it reminds me of Yuuji." He plants his palms in his lap as if really considering what he had just said.

The two of you had fallen into a comfortable silence before eventually, you began to hear a repetitive jolting sound.

Frantic rattles were coming from the door of the bathroom and it wasn’t long before you heard a cry of your name.

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” You shouted, rushing to the bathroom door, sure the child had somehow locked herself in.

Dramatic weeping came from the inside and you were instantly brought back to a time when you had been stuck inside of an elevator as a kid. The panic you experienced in that moment had been insurmountable as a child.

You jiggle the knob, “Sweetie is it locked?”

But your niece wasn’t hearing you, “I-I can’t ge-t it open!”

“Okay! That’s alright, I’ll get it, don’t worry, honey!” You look around for something to push the lock through to the other side.

Choso was pacing, unsure of what to do, nibbling on his pointer finger. You’ve just pulled a pin from your hair when the child’s wails reached a new height.

“Help me! Help me, please! I’m stuck!”

“Okay, okay, it’s alright, honey, I’ve got it.” You push the pin in the doorknobs hole and punch the lock out of place, immediately twisting the door open.

And within a second your niece is flinging herself into your arms. You kneel to her size and hold her in your grasp. Petting her hair and cooing in her ear.

“It’s okay, see? Nothing to worry about, we were here, you were okay.”

You rock her back and forth, her little shoulders shaking wildly.

“I was s-scared I was gonna be in there for-for forever!”

“Noooo-” you don’t laugh, knowing she truly had been frightened, “No, I wouldn’t let that happen.”

The little girl pulls back with a ridiculous frown, fat tears are in her lash line but she pulls a face and whines, “Only cause my mommy would be super duper mad if you did!”

She tugs you in for a big, tight hug, and is gone in a flash. Sitting before the TV as if nothing had ever happened.

You’re stuck squatting by the bathroom door, aghast at how quickly children move on. Just as you’re making to stand though, Choso kneels to help you up. He’s smiling sweetly but there’s something else in his face, something you haven’t seen before.

The television starts up again and you go to grab Choso's hand, the stress of the moment evaporating but he just squeezes at your touch and mutters something about needing the restroom himself.

You nod and make your way back to the living room, distracted by his odd behavior, but still, you focus your attention on your niece, who was suddenly enthralled with the show she had been ignoring not ten minutes earlier.

It was a while before you realized Cho was still gone. Had he never left the bathroom? What was he doing in there, you wondered.

After such an eventful afternoon, your niece, who had been so captivated by her "favorite show" seemingly dozed off, laying on the couch.

You stretched your legs, stood up, and made your way back to the bathroom, expecting to just check up on Choso when you began to hear sniffles and huffs from behind the door.

Not wanting to wake up the kid, you knock gently with a knuckle, whispering, "Cho, baby, are you alright?".

It was a moment before there was a response, but after hearing a shuffle of feet, the door was creaking open and Choso's tear streaked face came into view.

Seeing him like this sent you into overdrive, "Oh- Baby what is it? Cho, what happened?" Your brain is trying to recall what might have happened to have caused his obvious distress but you're pulling a blank.

He looked as if he was almost getting the words out before a choked sob left him and he was squatting on the floor suddenly. You crouched down to meet him, frantic to understand.

His shoulders were shaking, it broke your heart but as you were patting his shoulders you noticed that his cries sounded a bit different.

"Baby, baby, what's wrong? Can you tell me?" You rubbed on his back, it was just as he was lifting his head that you noticed, his shoulders weren't shaking with cries, but rather, laughter.

He looked at you with a wobbly smile on his lips, his eyes still full of tears and he chuckled. Your dread eased some but you kept your hand on him, rubbing at his arms.

"What?" You smile back, "what is it?"

"I just-" He began, but a bout of air broke out from his lungs. He sucked in a deep breath and sighed, "I just... It was watching you...with her." He points to the living room from his squatted position on the bathroom floor.

"I just realized...how gentle you are, with her and me... and everyone." And his smile wobbled again and more tears broke his waterline.

"Oh, Cho, that's-" You smile at his embarrassed face but he holds up a hand to cut you off.

"I just. I know you're the one for me, I've known forever, but I-I" He huffs a deep breath again, a hand on his heart. "You say I'm so good with kids, but you are too, I just think... I just think we would make a good f-family...".

His voice wavers and the tears are steadily falling now. "Cho," You pat his arm and smooth over his hair, "Cho, it's okay, you're the one for me too. Didn't you know?"

He nods shakily, a wet smile still on his face.

The two of you are still crouched on the bathroom floor, Choso has a drippy face and is looking at you with so much love you could hardly bear it.

You want to scoop him up the way you had with your niece, he is quite a bit larger than the girl so you settle for wrapping yourself around him as tightly as you can.

The two of you stay like that, Cho falling to his knees a bit to get a better angle to hold you. You had been with the man for some time, you had known you loved him as well. But the desire to marry, to be one and start a family, that was new. But the sudden surge of emotion was so new and so present, that you could not ignore how obvious it was that Cho would make the most perfect father.

You both had been so lost in each other's embrace that you didn't hear your niece stomping her way back to the bathroom door before she shouted,

"AH! Did you get trapped inside too?!"

Choso pulled back, shocked at her sudden appearance, he giggled in a happy way. His face morphed gently into his normal demeanor, tuning his neck to look you in the eye, he maintained contact as he brought your palm to his lips, only breaking to look at the child again.

"Yes..." he chucked, "I think I did."

His neck slumps as blood rushes to his ears and he hides the embarrassment.

"It's okay! Now that it's over, we can go finish the show!" She shuffles from foot to foot. It was clear she wanted to make Choso feel better after experiencing something she knew to be scary.

Cho dips his head low and pushes his hips to stand, a bright smile on his face. He never took his hand from yours, tugging you with him from his little emotional hideout in the bathroom as he quietly states,

"Thank you, I'd like that."

You knew Choso could not care less for the story playing on the television but nothing brought him more joy than to see a smile on his loved ones faces. He pulled you along to the living room and when the two of you were seated once more, he leaned his face onto your shoulder, kissing the fabric of your shirt before watching the screen intently.

Of course, he was keen to discuss the episodes happenings with your niece over dinner.

[animehideout]

like what would jjk men would do when you’re in your period (like how he would help you and what would he do to cheer you up)

JJK Men When You're On Your Period

a/n: Thank you anon for this request, I hope this comforts you <33 . Remember to stay warm and hydrated, also I realized that dates ( the fruit ) really helps with period pain 💗

Warnings: Fluff 🌸 but Smut only in Sukuna's part.

Characters: Satoru – Yuuji – Megumi – Choso – Toji – Nanami – Sukuna. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

Gojo Satoru: Runs you a warm bath.

He would sense that something is wrong the moment he stepped into your shared apartment after his mission.

You're not all goofy and cute while greeting him.

You didn't kiss him or jump on him like you usually do, but rather you're glaring at him.

He would be so confused trying to remember if he did something wrong to upset you but nah he's the best partner.

“Babygirl are you okay? did I do something wrong?”

“My tummy hurts” you would whine your glaring expression quickly turned into a pout.

Without saying anything he would rush to the bathroom, gather your favorite bath bombs and oils knowing that they might ease your discomfort.

Would approach you gently and carries you bridal style

“Come on babes, I think a warm bath will help, hm!”

He would adjust the water temperature for you, not too cold not too hot.

Would undress you, and help you to slowly get into the bathtub.

A playlist of your favorite songs is a must to take your mind off of your pain while you hum along with the tunes.

Gojo would light up some candles for a soothing ambiance.

He'd bring a bowl of fruits, and feed you while you're relaxing in the water.

Gives your shoulders light squeezes while rubbing them with scented body oil.

After that bath, he had already prepared a towel to wrap you with.

Covered in your towel he would carry you to your shared bedroom like a princess, where he dries your body and helps you dress up into more comfy pajamas.

He's always touchy so he can't take his hands off of you but if you don't want to be touched then he would respect your space.

“You're not alone in this, I'm right here baby. If there's anything specific you need, just let me know, kay? Your loving man will take care of you”

Yuuji Itadori: Builds you a pillow fort.

The sight of you curled up on your bed while holding your lower abdomen, broke his heart into pieces.

He can't bear seeing you in pain, he wants to protect you from every thing so that's why he'd do literally everything that may cheer you up.

He would bring you a box that he was hiding, full of your favorite snacks and necessary meds.

“I got you a little something, I've prepared this 2 weeks ago, in case your period starts”

“You prepared this for me?.. you're the best boyfriend ever”.

“Wait here for me I'll be right back! don't leave the bed..if you want you can start munching on your snacks”.

Yuuji would rush to the living room, arranging a cozy pillow fort with soft warm blankets and cushions.

He would hold you and carry you in his arms to the living room, while you hold your snack box.

“Surprise sweet cupcake! what about we spend the rest of the day in our little pillow fort?”

He would gently place you and pull up the blanket to cover both of you.

His presence created a warm and inviting space within the fort.

“Here let me fluff up these pillows for you”.

He would let you pick up your comfort show and watch it while snuggling together.

Would stare at you in a loving way while you eat your chocolate and chips.

Checks up on you every now and then to make sure you're feeling less pain.

Kisses your hands a lot and runs his thumb on your knuckles.

“How are you feeling my little pookie? Need anything else?”.

Megumi Fushiguro: Cuddles you to sleep.

You'd find a difficulty finding a comfortable position to sleep, nothing helps with your period pain like being in Megumi's embrace.

He's an understanding man, he would give you some private time to sleep alone in your bedroom while he sleeps on the couch.

But the moment you call for him because you need comfort he would literally run to you.

Approaches you with a comforting smile, sensing that now you need to be buried in his chest.

“Let me cuddle you and drift back to sleep together, you want that, love?”.

He'd bring extra pillows to ensure you're surrounded by softness even though his body is enough for you.

He'd lay next to you, while holding you gently, an arm under your head as a pillow and the other wrapped around you pulling you closer to him.

“Close your eyes love, I'm right here”.

He'd tenderly give you a backrub, easing the tension in your muscles.

He'd let you toss and turn and shift positions to make sure you have the most restful sleep.

His arms will always find a way to cuddle you close.

He'd play with your hair, while whispering sweet comforting words.

Forehead and top of the head kisses are obligatory.

“We'll take it easy tonight, no stress no worries, just relaxation and warmth–oh you're asleep? sweet dreams my love I love you”

Choso Kamo: Makes you food and tea.

Wouldn't allow you leave your bed he'll bring everything you need or crave right into your hands.

The moment you told him that your period started he'd go straight to the kitchen and prepares your comfort food.

He wouldn't let you take any period pills on an empty stomach.

He'd pick some fresh vegetables and some protein to make a nourishing soup, something that wouldn't give you a stomachache.

He would cook with care and love, making sure it tastes good.

“I'm making your favorite soup and brewing some tea for you my princess, it will be ready soon..stay cuddled on the bed”.

Once it's ready he'll bring it to you with careful balance making sure everything is in place.

The scent of the chamoline drink wafts through air creating a cozy atmosphere in your room.

He's so attentive, he'll adjust the pillows behind your back for a comfier sitting position.

He'll place the cup on your nightstand while he holds the bowl of soup in his hand, ready to feed you.

The soup is too hot? he'll blow on it. Needs more salt? he'll ran to the kitch to add some salt. You need a piece of bread? he'll instantly bring it to you.

“Eat slowly and enjoy the flavours my princess”.

After eating he'll make sure you take your pills and then drink your tea to help you warm up and digest.

Tucks you back to sleep, while he watches over you.

“I hope this brings you a bit of comfort my princess, I'm here to make you feel better, I just wish I can take your pain away”

Toji Fushiguro: Give you a massage.

I mean look at his big hands, they do magic.

He can't just watch while you're in pain.

He'd set the mood with dim lighting, and calming background instrumentals, creating a tranquil environnement.

He'd prepare your bed, spreading a big towel over it.

“Come here babe, lay and on the bed and get comfy. I'll give you a nice massage”

He'd take off your shirt so he can use the massage oils on your body.

He'd crawl on top of you while you lay on your stomach.

His large hands would begin with gentle touches, softly rubbing the warm oil on your back.

“Let me know if the pressure is too much or too little”

His hands would reach the areas where you may feel the discomfort, like your lower back.

His palms going up and down your back, caressing the soft skin and pressing on some specific spots to ease the tighteness.

Would squeeze your shoulders and the back of your neck softly.

His hands moving and working perfectly, applying magic to take your pain away.

Would regularly check if you're enjoying the massage he's giving you

“Does that feel good baby?”

Would keep the conversation going to take your mind off of your period, his voice soothing you.

He would turn you around to lay on your back, so he can massage your stomach and lower abdomen.

His hands circling around your waist, going down smoothly, the tension melting away with each stroke.

He would kiss your tummy repeatedly to make you giggle from the ticklish feeling.

“There you go doll, take your time to get up while I'll bring you some comfy clothes”.

Nanami Kento : Buys you everything you need.

He already knows you started your period, since he keeps track of your menstrual cycle.

He would get off work early to be next to you at home.

He would stop by the pharmacy to buy your favorite brand of pads and tampons and some pain killers.

He would also stop by your favorite restaurant and buys you food.

Buys you a bouquet of flowers to cheer you up.

He would arrive home, holding a lot of bags full of everything you need.

“Here you go honey, I've got you a few things that might help. Period pain sucks”

“H-how did you know my period started?”

“These flowers are for you, you deserve something beautiful like you”

He's fully aware of your mood swings, and how emotional you can get so he always makes sure to make you feel loved and cared for you.

Would help you put on some fluffy socks, so your feet won't get cold.

Would sit next to you on the couch and turn on the TV.

You'd place your head on his broad shoulder while you munch on your food.

His fingers massage your scalp and play with your hair strands.

Would encourage you a lot, drowning you in sweet and comforting words.

“I know this is tough but you're so strong love, this pain will fade away... Just say the word, and I'll bring the world to you, you're my ultimate priority”

Ryomen Sukuna: Makes you orgasm.

Instead of pain in your stomach he would make you feel butterflies.

Orgasming helps with period pain, and who's more qualified than Sukuna to help you release?

He would be surprised on how bratty you were acting towards him, literally yelling at him for the slightest things.

He breathed too loud? you'd tell him to shut up.

He chewed food too loud? you'd glare at him.

He's got enough of you screaming at his face, he's surprisingly patient with you.

“Alright, listen here little brat ..this website states that orgasming can ease the pain and regulate the hormones.. get on the bed let's me stop this mood swing of yours”

He'd be okay with making love to you while you're bleeding.

What matters is making you feel okay and brings back the soft and sweeter side of you not the grumpy one that he's already dealing with.

He'd know exactly how to make you feel good and relaxed at the same time.

Drowns you with flirty and praising words.

“You're so good baby, you know that? come on let me help you release and relief your pain”

“I must admit it, you're strong.. Periods must be a pain in the ass but you're dealing with it perfectly”.

He'd make you feel much better, both pleasured and relieved from he pain.

He'd help you clean up and then give you the aftercare you deserve.

“Finally, I've got my sweet baby back, you've been acting like a brat for the whole morning. See how patient I am with you instead of slicing you in half”

He'd flirt with you, and use cheesy pick up lines to make you laugh.

Would snuggles next to you till both of you fall asleep with you on top of him.

Sukuna tends to be more romantic when you're on you're period.

Despite his harsh and intimidating nature, he's a softball when he's around you.

[ywuji]

BABE! wake up!! new yuuji character description dropped! (link incl. spoilers for shibuya arc events)

yuuji lives to fulfill his roles, and this doesn’t change when he becomes your boyfriend. (f!reader & nsfw under the cut!!!)

he’s the sweetest, you think. always updating you on what he’s doing. even though he goes to the heavens and back on days that he’s busy, he’ll always make time to send even a little ‘i miss u ;(((((😭😭🙁❤️’

when he’s finally free, it goes without saying that he tells you about everything that kept him away, even the tiny little things. one week in particular, this included a daily update on a tiny rash on the underside of his buttcheek.

he’s also never shy with his praise and words of reassurance. also with soft, gentle touches, and actions that let you know he cares. he loves you and he makes sure you know it.

it’s not just you he lets know either, it’s his friends, his “brothers”, his teachers, and maybe even random strangers he happens to meet during the day. he takes all the opportunities he can to bring you up in conversation.

”oh that’s my girlfriend’s favourite flavour too...!!”

“oh yeahh...!!! my girlfriend told me about that the other day,”

“oh sorry, i’m busy. ‘m seeing my girl later tonight n i wanna look nice for her so i’m getting ready. tomorrow...? noo, sorry. she’s staying the night tonight so we can spend tomorrow together. …next week? ahh i’m sorry, i—”

even when he’s out with other people, he’s got you on his mind, taking random pics and selfies of things he’s doing, sending them to you accompanied by silly little captions. ‘kugisaki doing choso’s makeup! they miss u baby!!”

very specific hc but also whenever he does a live on whatever app, he’s always talking about you to the people watching too.

“guys i just miss her so much :(“

‘ji i’m watching ??’

“hi, babe. yeah i know, but i still miss you ;(“

he’s the cutest!

nsfw under the cut!

naturally, this also translates to the bedroom.

as your boyfriend, his sole goal during sex is to satisfy you, and god does he do that and more. your moans, your sounds, your body. he loves it all and has to show you.

yuuji’s into overstim—for you and consequently himself too. he genuinely cannot get enough of you. he needs to give you all his big, heavy balls can give. whenever you have sex, it’s always at least two orgasms for you, though it’s usually more than that—you both 'have the time', he tells you. his fingers, his tongue, his cock, and toys even, he’ll use anything and everything to make sure you’re cumming.

“y’look so good, baby, feel so warm… mhm, can feel you squeezin’ on my fingers… so cute.”

“a-ah…! my pretty girl.. my pretty fucking girl.. please cum, baby… just one more... please…”

“please, baby, i love you, please, please, can i cum inside, baby? inside..? please?”

his fav position is missionary. the mere idea of you laying there, all pretty n spread out for him will never fail to get him hard. he loves it’s so easy for him to lean over you and shove his mouth onto yours, as he mercilessly fucks his hips into you. he’s gentle but unrelenting with it—he doesn’t mean to be this intense, genuinely, it just happens that way. he just loves your so pussy much.

being able to see your face is probably his favourite part of the position though, watching your changing expression as he switches from a fast to slow pace and back to fast is something he wishes he could witness time and time again, so he makes it happen time and time again. (highest sex drive in the franchise if i may say)

he loves going face to face with you when you’re both about to cum. it’s hard for him to not fall onto your face when his orgasm hits, he can’t help it when your pussy feels ‘too good’ clenching so tight on him like that. he makes sure it doesn’t happen though, he would never want to hurt you.

when you manage to pry yourselves off of each other, he’s quick to tend to you. moments ago he was making you shake and cry from pleasure, and now he’s stroking your hair, massaging your chest, and talking about some random food craving he’s getting.

his aftercare is so lovely n he’s goofy with it too. so many side pokes, and dick, and butt, and pussy jokes, but you don’t mind. it’s him and you love him.

[imagineanime2022]

Dating Yuji And Sukuna

Yuji Itadori X Reader Ryomen Sukuna X Reader

Request: Anon

Request: Can you possibly write a fic about Ryomen Sukuna and Yuuji and what it would be like to date them both since they share a body? If not it's fine! Headcannons would also be okay!

👆 Yuji was the first to notice you and that was because Gojo introduced you as the new student but it was the cursed energy that rolled off of you that caught Sukuna’s attention.

👆 “Who the hell is that?” “I don’t know if you stop talking we can find out.” “Shut up Brat.”

👆 Gojo decided that the best way to show them what you were capable of was to get you to spar with the others.

👆 None of them could figure out what your curse ability was but Sukuna had a good idea of what it was as he watched you.

👆 As it turned out your ability allowed you to redirect a cursed ability or take control of a cursed ability as long as it hit your body. Not only that you were good with hand-to-hand and weapon use.

👆 The first time that you met Sukuna he was actually saving your life, you were on a mission with Yuji, a curse got the drop on you and Sukuna knew that you weren’t getting out of there without his help and he liked you a little too much to let you die but good luck getting him to say that.

👆 “You okay?” “I’m good…” “What?” “Are you going to tell me your name or keep pretending that you're Yuji?” “Smart little sorcerer aren’t you?” “You're like identical twins, it’s your actions that give you away.”  “Are we really that different?” “Only when you know what you're looking for.” 

👆 “I’m sorry I never meant for him to come out.” “Don’t worry, it's not so bad.” “You hear that brat I’m not so bad.” 

👆 Lets fast forward a little too after Yuji finally got the courage to ask you out, Yuji did all the hard work and Sukuna just assumed that meant it was done for him too and he was lucky that you thought of them as a package deal otherwise that could have gone very differently.

👆 When you kiss Yuji’s cheek Sukuna always steals the kiss which often gets an eye roll from Yuji as he listens to the king of curses laugh.

👆 Your first kiss with Yuji arose from him explaining what happened when you kissed his cheek, so you surprised them both by diving forward and pressing your lips to Yuji’s, only for him to confess that it was his first kiss and have Sukuna laugh at that too.

👆 Your first kiss with Sukuna arose from jealousy, you had become good friends with Megumi and while Yuji was fine with this (after all the shadow user was his best friend too) Sukuna saw the young sorcerer as a threat and decided to take control in that moment if only to prove that he was better, by the time the kiss was over Megumi wasn’t even still standing there and you were left to explain that later.

👆 The first time that they both agreed on something it was to do with you, you were scoping out a place where you heard a curse was hiding and some guy approached you, while you tried to get him to go away the nice way Sukuna was perfecting murder and Yuji trying to do the same.

👆 “Let me deal with this kid.” “Why you? I could get rid of him.” “No you couldn’t.” “We don’t have time for this.” “You're right.” 

👆 You knew it was Sukuna the moment that his hands rested on your hips, he was far more confident than Yuji (for obvious reasons) so he stood closer to you and his hands rested lower and when he spoke his tone was lazier and pitch was lower and then, of course, there was his choice of words.

👆 “Was that necessary?” “He wasn’t getting the message.” “Look I didn’t kill him in the end so you should be happy with that.”

👆 You’ve assigned days to each of them because Sukuna doesn’t know how to share.

👆 Yuji cuddles up to you all the time but when you both fall asleep in an awkward position Sukuna takes over to move you both to the bed cradling you to his chest until you settle.

👆 Yuji loves games and he could spend hours explaining, playing or watching you play them but Sukuna doesn’t understand them and literally wants to die the moment that either one of you gets a console out, so he’s forever complaining about or criticizing whatever game you’ve decided to play that day.

👆 The only place that you can all be together was in Sukuna’s domain but there are only specific situations that Sukuna allows him there, usually when you really need cheering up.

👆 If you injure yourself big or small, Sukuna uses his reverse curse technique to heal the wound.

👆 Yuji will literally carry you anywhere, he’s excited about anything that you show him even if he doesn’t understand it.

👆 When you are at the dorms Sukuna would often swap out with Yuji to see if you could tell the difference and you always did, sometimes without looking.

👆 Sukuna steals kisses while Yuji asks for them.

👆 Sometimes it’s like dating an angel and a demon with their methods of encouraging mention and suggestion for action vastly differing.

👆 When it came down to it your happiness and safety was the priority and they’d do anything to see you smile and you knew that.

👆 “I love you too, you know.” “I love you too.” “You're not so bad, brat.”

Request Here!!

[epickiya722]

Do you have a certain moot that love a media (anime/manga) that you also love but have a very different view than you? But both of you still friends for years..... I have a moot like that.

I'm a multishipper at heart, so I love shipping from any media that I consume (especially shounen anime/manga). And all my ships are non canon m/m & f/f....My moot also love non canon ships, but only for m/f...

See, after we spend 6 months to binge read all Naruto manga (because both of us did not follow the anime when we were little), do you know what happened?

I said to them, "Wow, now I get it why people ship Naruto/Sasuke, they 're totally gay for each other. And their bond is special..." And they said, "I wish Naruto end up with Sakura and Sasuke just end up alone as the last uchiha.." And I was, 😳😮...They said : " What? Naruto and Sasuke are like brothers (platonic soulmate)...."

Like from any shounen, they can came up with het ship, I cannot get it...

When we started JJK, they said to me, "I ship Yuuji with Nobara, their dynamic is great..." And I was, "Dude, how about Maki? Nobara/Maki and Yuuji/Megumi are way more sense and better.."

They said, "I ship Maki and Yuta, sorry let's just agree to disagree on these ships...."

I answered, "Fine, let me guess, you ship Gojo with Utahime, right?"

They said, "Damn it...! I want to. I do when I first start the series. But then, JJK 0 and Hidden Inventory arc happen...And when Gojo got unsealed, the first thing he did was to got Geto's body to mourn him. And airport scene, the first face he saw was Geto...? I have to be blind to not saw the subtext. For this you won. I can't help but ship Gojo with Geto...."

What do you think 🤭?

P.s Do you understand Yuji/Nobara ship? I can still see Yuta/Maki but Yuji/Nobara.....?

I actually don't think I have a moot like that, well, in terms of shipping. My moots usually have the same ships than I do. Really the things we have different views on would be probably theories and fandoms.

Now, I'll agree on that "let's agree to disagree" thing because hey, we all do have different tastes and opinions.

Okay, fact about me! I actually haven't seen all of Naruto. Hell, I'm just finding out about movies I didn't know existed. (I only knew about... two.) But I seen enough of it to see why people ship Sasuke and Naruto. Like... there's just a lot going there with them. I actually don't get people who only view as platonic and label them as siblings. Just stop at "platonic". I have siblings and we do not treat each other the way some ships be treating each other. Some people aren't even friends with their siblings and have close bonds with them.

I feel like some people who throw the "sibling" label on ships just do it to dig at shippers like "You're the gross one" but... if you're the one who sees them as siblings despite all that subtext then wouldn't that make you the gross one?

Like, you don't have to ship it! But damn, not every ship you see you have to go "Oh my gosh, they're like siblings"!

That's just me!

Moving onto JJK!

When I watch a series, I don't watch it for ships unless it's a romance, but other than that I needs my plot. I'll have my ships along the way, but I'm here for the story and its characters.

It's the case for JJK. When I watched the first season and got into reading the manga, I did get my ships. Gojo and Geto? Yeah, that's a ship that even if you don't ship it, you have to admit that there's definitely something going on there.

Like, you can't resist it!!

This is also Utahime and Shoko for me. I couldn't resist shipping them when finding out they hang out a lot. And I'm going to be honest... and this is going to sound wild... but I don't need more in canon for them, I don't. It seems when you're not shown in canon a lot, you're safe and I need those two safe.

I'm rambling, let's more on.

Okay, about Yuji and Nobara. Hm... I can see why your friend ships them because they do have their moments in the story that is cute and all. I'm a ItaFushi shipper, but I will acknowledge that Nobara and Yuji do have a bond, too and people will ship them because of that. But do I ship them? I don't, not really. They're more like chaotic besties for me. Their vibes are different from the vibes I get with Nobara and Maki.

Those two? Had me like this 👀 during that one scene after the confrontation with Mai. Maki came to save Nobara like her knight and Nobara did not waste time calling Maki pretty.

Overall, I don't fault either of you for having the ships you have. Both of you just have different tastes, is all. And I know with Shonen, "chemistry" tends to be more between characters of the same gender, especially with M/M pairings and there's little to M/F ones and if there is, sometimes it just feels "forced", I guess. But I don't blame M/F shippers for seeing something in their ships. It's just what any shippers do.

Hell, I like rarepairs sometimes even when the characters never had an onscreen interaction.

For me, what makes me like a ship is the characters and their interactions. And depending on the vibes I feel, I either ship it or I'm more indifferent to it.

My grievances when it comes to any ship, no matter the genders, be the shippers themselves. Sometimes, folks can be too much and jerks for no reason. I separate ships from the shippers because sometimes, what if said ship is something I do enjoy or come around to? I don't want to muddle my view on a ship because of the people who aren't even responsible for the characters and the ship itself isn't bad. And not every shipper of that ship is a terrible human being.

Even if me and another person have the same taste in ships, I will block them if their behavior rubs me the wrong way.

With you and your moot! You may have different ships, but do you get along well enough?

I'm rambling again, I'll stop here. That's really all I have to say. (ノ＞▽＜)ノ

[macawritesupdates]

Hello! I still have more to say on the latest chapter of Historically Inaccurate. Sukuna trying to teach the reverse curse technique was great but I wonder how he feels about the whole stuck in Yuuji's body in the future situation the comment he made about not teaching his cursed technique because Yuuji might use it against him was a bit of an emotional blow. He's aware that they're enemies. I wonder what that's like. (Side note I'm a trained chef and dear God I would kill for Sukuna's cursed technique Ok do you know how much time it would save me if I could just wave my hand and instantly cut up all my ingredients. I used to joke that half my day was just spent cutting onions and carrots but it was only barely a joke ok, and that's just the veg I also had to cut up meat and herbs and the like. I could make ten times the number of recipes if I didn't have to spend time cutting.) Ahh, but the ever growing concern as Yuuji tried but just couldn't get it hurt so bad. Sukuna's back story was so painful. No wonder he hates seeing Yuuji slowly wasting away. Again, I have to wonder how future Sukuna is handling this. That man is going to be completely insane by the time they get back to the future, and I can't even blame him tbh. I went back to reread some of the interactions between future Sukuna and Yuuji and oh god I feel so bad for him oddly enough even though it hurts those are some of my favorite scenes in the whole fic getting to see him slowly growing more attached to Yuuji is great. I liked all the little moments where you can tell he's trying like when Yuuji gets back from lunch with Megumi and Sukuna asks Him what he's going to do to make him understand his mental state, he's trying to reach out he's just bad at it. Or when Yuuji has His panic attack after his talk with Maki and Sukuna drags him into the domain, I think that he was trying to draw Yuuji into a conversation with that little insult. Ahhh he's trying to reach out but Yuuji is too hurt and burnt out to reach back so his attempts fall flat or worse cause Yuuji to lash out hurting both of them in the process. Anyway back to the current chapter it seems like Yuuji has had a breakthrough with realizing that the Sukunas are the same person just one has so much more trauma, yayy. I mean he seems uncomfortable with it but at least he sees it now that's progress. Sukuna telling Yuuji he should take his future Self to see the fireworks was nice love the idea of Sukuna wingmanning for Sukuna. Honestly I think it'd be reasonable for Sukuna to fight Sukuna but he's got to put some of that self loathing aside because the only way for this story to end happily as far as I can see is for Yuuji and future Sukuna to make it work. That might be a little hard if past Sukuna spends his whole time in the future punching himself I certainly hope he gets a few (verbal) blows in but after that I hope he goes back to wingmanning. (1)

As someone who worked part-time as a prep chef for a number of years...being able to slice quickly would have been beautiful and saved me hours of chopping an ungodly amount of produce for lunch prep 83 (especially onions. Hate onions. My eyes BURN)

And yeah, I make a lot of different Sukuna backstories as I can image it going all sorts of different ways and I doubt we are going to get concrete answers lol This one seemed fitting for this fic!

Sukuna in the past sees present Sukuna as ...just himself. Like going "Oh god, that's me!" and realizing this is the trauma that awaits and desperately wanting to do damage control ; w ; why he makes the comment about "spoiling the story" because he sees where it is going...

Will see if they can manage to get it to work!

[seikatsu-ga-tsuzuku]

I think you're the first person that I follow that don't see Gojo and Geto's relationship as romantic. I don't mean anything negative, just surprised and find it interesting.

For me SatoSugu is the reason I entered JJK fandom, also there are so much beautiful fanarts and amazing fanfics of SatoSugu.

So do you ship Gojo with anyone else? Or maybe you're anti Gojo & anti Geto, so you must dislike talking about them (sorry if it is)....

It's just that Gojo and Geto are in my top 5 fav JJK characters, along with Yuuji, Megumi and Maki.

Then, can I ask your top favorite characters and favorite moments from Jujutsu Kaisen?

P.s I also love ItaFushi

I will admit, the SatoSugu fan art goes hard, but yeah, they're just not for me. I also don't know anyone else who doesn't ship them, so I guess we are the same there lol I do not ship Gojou with anybody really. I don't have many JJK ships. I like ItaFushi, and Nobamaki casually. I just feel like not much has happened to make me ship majority of the characters. Also, I love both Gojou and Getou as characters, to clarify. As for my top 5 fave characters, it's hard because I love almost the whole cast. Not in any order, I'll say Yuuji, Nobara, Nanami, Yuuta, and Megumi. And when I say that was hard to decide I mean it. As for favorite moments? Choso Itadaori bathroom fight scene was heat. Toudou Itadori Hanami fight scene was peak. Any time Nobara gets screen time lol. Also any little moments the main trio got to spend together having fun and fooling around are the best, because they deserve to get to be kids for a bit 🤧 There's probably more but those are the first that came to mind (btw I do not read the manga, so only caught up on anime events)

[ultfreakme]

#go on#i’m listening#reading…#you got what i mean#kagurabachi#jjk @hardieworth

I gotta preface this by saying, this is not gonna look good for JJK. I'm a JJK stan(see: Geto pfp, a frankly abominable number of itajun fanart, stsg meta, etc), but it fails in a lot of places Kagurabachi has weirdly done well in.

One of the biggest issues with JJK is the balance between character moments and action scenes. As a shonen battle manga, it makes sense for it to be more focused on the battles but from the beginning, JJK has had a tendency to kinda hand-wave the interpersonal relationships.

JJK has small moments where we see the significance characters hold to each other. Megumi-Tsumiki comes to mind, where they don't outright say anything about each other, but we know Megumi treasures Tsumiki. This is well and good if you intersperse the manga with more of these moments. When you're being subtle with your story-telling, you need more time because showing takes a lot longer than telling. Gege always wants to show. Unfortunately, since Megumi-Tsumiki don't have enough page or story space showing their bond to each other.....I don't know it just feels like the reader has to fill in a lot of blank spaces. It leaves you wanting answers in an unsatisfying manner. This level of showing would be fine if Megumi was a side character, but he's a deuteragonist. His relationship to Tsumiki should be as highlighted as Yuuji-Gojo, or Yuuji-Sukuna. Or fuck at least Yuuji-Junpei.

But idk shit about Tsumiki, and it's important to know something about Tsumiki as a character beyond "Megumi's sister" despite her role as a character being an emotional anchor to him because that is how you get the reader to care about Megumi's despair. We need to have some sort of emotional stake as well.

It's not good that people are more depressed over Riko and Junpei's death (characters who our protags knew for a couple of days), but have minimal to NO reactions to Tsumiki's(Megumi's sister who he lived with for YEARS).

Contrast that with Hakuri-Ice Girl. Kagurbachi is pretty much the opposite of JJK in storytelling to me. It's fast-paced, its messaging and themes are very easy to grasp. If JJK is a chisel, Kagurabachi is a sledgehammer. I have no issues with that though, because nobody is pretending this is some intricately woven story. It's fast, it's fun.

Ice Girl serves a somewhat similar role to Riko, Junpei & Tsumiki for our protagonist- force them into action & development. They are catalysts to a change. Hokazono is very straightforward with what role Ice Girl plays in Hakuri's decision to stop the Rakuzaichi. We spend very little time with her, fuck we don't even know her name, but there is no space to doubt WHY Hakuri's devastated about her.

The first emotion pretty much the entire fandom feels with Ice Girl-Hakuri, is sadness. Her death impacting Hakuri makes us feel bad and understand Hakuri better. And this girl showed up for like one chapter. Hokazono clearly is here for the action and the big moments. So he kinda throws subtlety out the window and uses very obvious metaphors and visual storytelling to get across character relationships. eg: Char and food, Chihiro and the scar, Hakuri and Ice Girl, Kyora and Rakuzaichi, etc.

It's bordering into straight up telling, but it's snappy about it and uses the art well so it hits harder despite it being very obvious. Now you're invested, now you know and you care.

I think Gege was doing pretty well with character relationships, but it ended with the Maki arc and the Yuki-Kenjaku-Choso fight. After that, Gege never spent meaningful time with the characters.

Another thing Kagurabachi does well is despite it being so on the nose, it's really sincere about it. Like it embraces its over-the-topness and takes it seriously. You don't see the characters joking around in the serious moments. There's a proper time and place for the humor and it stays there when it comes to character interactions outside of the action. It feels....sincere.

JJK used to do this, but towards the end, especially in 268 and such it feels weird to be laughing it up and joking around. We don't get to sit with sadness. Kagurabachi might 100% slip into all of this in the future, only 50 chapters are out and it's got a long road ahead if Weekly Shonen Jump has a say in it based on sales.

But a lot of JJK's current issues are because of this inability to show proper character moments even in the early days. None of us really know what the bond between Megumi-Nobara is. They're a trio, but these two haven't really hung out or have a definable dynamic with each other despite us being told they're friends UNTIL THE VERY END. Kagurabachi is again, beating me over the head with things, but I at least know Hakuri-Hiyuki's dynamic despite them only having interacted like twice (wary of each other, this works out because they aren't supposed to be friends anyways, just an ally in the Kamunabi for now). Like it knows what it wants to spend time on, and does it.

A lot of JJK right now is falling flat because Yuuji doesn't know half these people, and they don't know him, and the story seems to say "you shouldn't think too much about the bonds" as well, which deflates the tension and emotion from all the deaths. Character bonding is essential for stakes. Let me know these people care about each other somehow. Its how readers will feel relief when our favs survive, and immense despair when they get hurt or die.

Again, I could be eating my words in the future with Kagurabachi's ending, but as of right now, Hokazono seems to know exactly what he wants to do with the story. I think Gege did as well, but something happened in the final 6-7 chapters which completely tanked the rest of the story.

I won't say this is objective, this is just my way of contrasting the stories. Please don't destroy me.

I have so many opinions about JJK and Kagurabahci comparisons that will get me killed but I need to talk about it somewhere

[yuujispinkhair]

Meet the family

After being very reluctant about it, Megumi finally introduces you to his family, and you spend a chaotic but fun evening with them.

Pairing: Megumi x Reader (female) Genre: Fluff, my attempt at humor Word Count: 4 k Warnings: Some suggestive stuff. All characters are aged up. My blog is 18+, so minors don't interact.

Thank you to @adelheidvonschicksal for the request!

It all starts with an innocent question.

"Can I meet your family too, babe?"

Megumi looks up from the book he's reading, perched on the couch next to you, both huddled under a warm blanket. Your head is resting on his shoulder, fingers tracing invisible patterns on his thigh. It was such a comfortable evening until now. His heartbeat accelerates, but he tries to keep his aloof demeanor.

"Maybe one day. They're all pretty busy."

He knows something is wrong when you pull away from him. An ugly feeling of dread pools in his stomach. Shit, what did he do? Are you upset? His dark blue eyes look at you worriedly.

"Baby? Are you ok?"

You manage a weak smile, but he can see that it's not a genuine one. It looks much too sad for that.

"I just... are you ashamed of me, Megumi? Or am I not important enough to introduce to your family?"

The dread spreads through his body, and now it has an iron grip on his heart.

"No, of course not! You are the most important thing in my life!"

"When why? Anytime I ask about meeting your family, you come up with another excuse."

Megumi's heart clenches painfully. This is the last thing he wanted. He promised himself to always take good care of you and make you feel loved and reassured. Give you all the things he lacked in his own life. And now he failed so completely. He sees the hurt in your eyes, sees the tears that are threatening to spill over. And he is the one who put them there.

He closes his book and lets it drop onto his lap so he can reach out and pull you into his arms. His arms wrap tightly around you, maybe too tight, but he doesn't care at the moment. He just needs to make sure you are pressed to his chest, safe in his embrace. He is bad at words, so this is the best thing he can do, hold you so tightly that you hopefully feel how much he cares about you.

Or maybe there's something else he can do. Something he has to do, even though he wanted to avoid it.

"Do you have time this Friday? I'd like to introduce you to my family.

When Megumi approaches Gojo about it, he is met by a smug grin and a clap on the back before Gojo ruffles his hair in that annoying manner of his.

"Aww, look at that! Megumi-chan is gonna bring his girlfriend home to meet the family! That's so cute!"

"Shut up. I'm just doing this for her because she thought I'm hiding her away. So promise me you won't make a fuss about this. She's too important to me for that!"

It costs him all his remaining dignity to share this with Gojo. But you're worth it. Megumi would do anything for you, anything to make you happy. And if it makes you feel loved that he wants you to meet his family, he will do it.

Gojo laughs that infuriating, loud and mocking laugh of his.

"You're so nervous! That's endearing as fuck!"

But at least he lets go of Megumi and instead leans against his desk with his arms crossed in front of his chest, gaze fixed thoughtfully on a point above Megumi's face.

"Hmmm, we have to make this special. It's not every day that my little boy brings someone home. But don't worry, I got this! I'll take care of everything."

"That's exactly what worries me! And stop calling me little boy. We will just have a normal dinner at a restaurant. Nothing too fancy. Don't pull the "I am rich, and I will spoil you" card!"

"Awww, but where's the fun in that, Megumi-chan? Nah, I'm just teasing you. I'll order a table at that steakhouse you and Yuuji love so much. She likes that kind of food, right?"

Deep down, Megumi can't help but feel a tiny bit touched that Gojo is so supportive and actually remembers which place Megumi likes and is sensitive enough to inquire about your eating habits first.

He gives Gojo a curt nod,

"The steakhouse is a good idea. But I'll book the table myself."

"Of course you will. Always taking care of everything, huh? You're a good boyfriend."

There's something that looks almost like pride in Gojo's gaze when he lifts his blindfold to look at Megumi.

Today is the big day. The day Megumi has been dreading. Today he's going to officially introduce you to his family. Well, his found family. He can't really bring you to the hospital to meet his sister, right? Or ask you to go on a scavenger hunt to find his missing father. On the other hand, the other option, letting you meet Gojo, Itadori, and Kugisaki isn't much better.

He told them several times to refrain from embarrassing him in front of you. But he's not even sure that it registered in their chaotic brains. Itadori and Kugisaki were too busy squealing loudly and taking turns hugging him and doing some stupid dance around him while chanting, "Fushiguro's got a girlfriend!! Fushiguro's got a girlfriend!!"

And Gojo always only does what he wants anyway, so this is a fight Megumi isn't going to win.

He can only hope for the best. But unfortunately, this isn't very reassuring, and once he picks you up and the two of you are on your way downtown, he can't help but feel more nervous with every step he comes closer to the steakhouse.

The only thing that makes him keep on walking instead of running the other way is your warm hand in his and the way you lean against him, the extra swing in your step because you are so happy that he's taking you to see his family for the first time.

"So, just one more time, so I don't make any mistakes: Gojo is like your adoptive dad. And Itadori and Kugisaki are your best friends, like a brother and a sister for you. And Nanami is... something like Itadori's adoptive dad?" "Yeah, that's how you can put it."

He even manages not to cringe at hearing Gojo getting called his adoptive dad. To his surprise, Itadori informed him this morning that Nanami had said he would be there too. Megumi hadn't taken him for someone who would join in on this madness. But he assumes that Itadori had used his puppy dog eyes on him and pouted until the man hadn't been able to say no.

The two of you have reached the restaurant by now, and Megumi stops abruptly and pulls you against him, earning a surprised yelp from you as you stumble against him.

His arms encircle your waist, and he presses his lips onto yours in a fierce kiss, warm lips moving against yours firmly before prying your mouth open with his tongue. He sighs into your mouth when you open up for him and let your tongue meet his in a sweet caress.

This is where he feels safe. When he can show you how much you mean to him with his kisses and his touches. He can't even bring himself to care that you are standing on a busy street. This is a special case! Fuck anyone who stares at the two of you!

He makes sure to kiss you extra deeply, forcing himself to go slow so he can savor it. A deep, tender kiss that lets you know how much he needs you. He hopes it is enough.

When he pulls away again, he looks at you intently, one hand cupping your cheek and caressing it gently.

"I love you, babe."

He has to make sure you know how he feels about you, has to make you understand that no matter what's gonna happen in there, Megumi loves you and wants you in his life, forever, please.

You blink at him, a bit confused by the sudden urgency, but smile at him with that sweet smile that makes his heart almost burst. You peck his lips again, a quick soft kiss, before taking a step back.

"I love you too, Gumi. Shall we go inside? I think they are already waiting for us."

Megumi nods and takes your hand again, trying his best to look collected and in control. It's just a dinner, dammit!

His heart is beating up to his throat. He has a bad feeling about this. A very bad feeling. His last mission wasn't as scary as this is. If only he had a normal family!

Megumi takes a deep breath and opens the door with a nervous little half-smile, holding it open for you before following you inside. His breath gets stuck in his throat when his gaze lands on the scene in front of him. His found family is sitting at a table, all dressed as if they are going to prom or a wedding or some other really formal event. Gojo and Itadori are each wearing a suit and even a fucking tie! Itadori is still fumbling around with his, trying to adjust the knot correctly. And Kugisaki is in a party dress. It sparkles. Megumi wants to turn around and hide in his room and never come out again. They have seen the two of you by now, though, and loud hellos erupt from all three of them. Gojo and Itadori are both waving like some three-year-olds. Megumi feels your hand squeezing his as you turn to look at him with a worried expression on your face. "I didn't know this was a formal event, Gumi. Why didn't you tell me? I feel so underdressed." "Because it isn't! I have no idea what they are doing!" He strokes his thumb over the back of your hand soothingly. The last thing he wants is for you to feel nervous or inadequate.

"It's ok, babe, you look perfect. They are the problem, not you." The two of you have arrived at the table now, and Megumi sends a death glare towards his friends and Gojo. Dinner hasn't even started, and they have already managed to make you feel uncomfortable. This evening is going to be a disaster! It takes all his self-control to stay calm and introduce you to the crazy bunch and vice versa. After the chaos of greeting each other with lots of bows and waves and handshakes has died down, he pulls out the chair next to Kugisaki so you can sit down, his blue eyes boring into Kugisaki's, a silent warning to behave. To his enormous relief, she smiles brightly at you,

"Oh my god, (name)! I adore your shirt! Where did you get it?"

Megumi lets out a breath. He was worried that Kugisaki would say something rude or act weird. But this is good! He sits down next to you, which puts him next to Gojo, who sits at the head of the table. So far, he hasn't done anything too outrageous. But Megumi knows that things can go to shit pretty fast.

And as if hearing his thoughts, Gojo clears his throat and sits up straight. His face is suddenly void of any emotion, and Megumi senses that he's about to do something weird. He watches with dread as Gojo pulls down his sunglasses far enough to peek over them, light blue eyes fixing you like a predator fixes his prey.

"So, (name), I have to ask this: what are your intentions with my dear Megumi-chan?"

You gape at him with your mouth hanging open, eyes widening. Megumi wants the ground to open up and swallow him whole. Maybe now would be a good moment to tell Sukuna that he wants to visit him in his Malevolent Shrine. Maybe he could stay there forever? Anything to escape this madness.

But no, Megumi would never leave you to deal with this on your own. His protectiveness is already triggered to the max.

"Gojo, I swear if you don't stop!"

But Gojo chooses that moment to slap his own knees with his hands and laugh like a maniac.

"Your faces!! Gosh, I wanted to do this for a long time!!"

He looks at you with a cheeky grin,

"Sorry, it was too tempting! But I'm sure your intentions are perfectly fine. I don't have any complaints!"

Itadori has gotten the joke now, too, and is laughing and banging his fist on the table, misjudging his strength and sending the plates jumping up and down with a loud clatter.

Kugisaki adds dryly:

"Honestly, I hope you have some bad intentions because Fushiguro really needs to loosen up a bit. Resolving that sexual frustration will help hopefully."

Megumi's angry reply gets interrupted by a familiar gentle voice,

"My apologies for being late. I had to work overtime, unfortunately."

Nanami! So he really came.

Itadori is patting the chair next to him excitedly,

"Aww, Nanamin!! Come sit beside me!!"

Does he have to act like a three-year-old? An adorable three-year-old, but still. But at least a responsible adult is here now. Megumi looks at the blond sorcerer gratefully. Nanami smiles politely at you and introduces himself, followed by courteous small talk. Megumi relaxes for the first time since he arrived in this restaurant. But he can't help but steal worried glances at you. Do you feel comfortable? Or is this too much? As if you are sensing his nervousness, you turn your head and smile at him. Sweet and affectionate. Your smile is one of the few things that always can calm him down. He feels the corner of his lips lift in a soft half-smile. Your hand lands on his thigh, rubbing it reassuringly. Megumi places his hand on top of yours, interlacing your fingers and caressing his thumb gently over the back of your hand.

He's grateful for those little gestures. Anytime he feels insecure, he craves your touch, feels an almost unbearable urge to hold you, to put his hands and lips all over you, making sure that you are here with him. That you are his. That you won't leave. So this helps him a lot, the intimacy of your touch, holding hands under the table while the chaos erupts around him.

Because the peace doesn't last long. Not even Nanami can save this evening.

To Megumi's utter horror, Gojo slams down a photo album onto the table. With a cat-like smile, he opens it, revealing a page with pictures of seven-year-old Megumi. He's holding a dog plushy in one hand. The other hand is showing the camera his middle finger. Wow. Great, just lovely. Gojo is having the time of his life, laughing loudly, attracting the attention of the other guests as he shoves the photo album toward you.

"Look! Wasn't little Megumi cute?? He was such a ray of sunshine, always threatening me and glaring at the camera. He was a handful, but I think he grew into a wonderful young man!"

He sighs dramatically while touching a hand to his chest, right above his heart. Megumi's fingers twitch with the urge to punch him and show him that he's still a handful. But what is that? Gojo's sunglasses slip down his nose for a moment, and his eyes look suspiciously shiny.

Next to Megumi, you are flipping through the photo album while Itadori is leaning across the table, and both of you are swooning over the pictures of Megumi's childhood. Itadori's joyous laughter carries through the whole restaurant. He's pointing at an idyllic picture of little Megumi sitting in a meadow surrounded by white baby rabbits, and someone (Gojo) had put a bunny-ear headband on Megumi's head. He remembers this all too well. It was right after he accidentally activated Rabbit Escape for the first time because Gojo had been pestering him about taking pictures. "Look at that! Fushiguro was such a cute kid!! But I mean, he's still very cute! And smart and reliable and really nice, you made a good catch!"

Itadori is really hyping him up. Megumi can't stop a small thankful smile from ghosting over his features. He looks to you and what he sees makes a warm feeling spread through his chest. You look at the picture with a dreamy expression on your face, your index finger carefully tracing the bunny ears. But then you seem to feel Megumi's gaze on you because you lift your head and smile at him. You're still looking at him with that loving expression on your pretty face while you answer Itadori:

"That's true. I got very lucky!"

Megumi's heart thumps wildly in his chest. He isn't used to receiving compliments like this. It's something that only started happening since Itadori came into his life and then you. He still doesn't know how to handle the praise, and so he just smiles softly and hopes he is succeeding in fighting the blush that's threatening to spread over his pale cheeks.

He's almost grateful for Kugisaki's loud interjection:

"Yeah, he's grumpy but secretly a sweet guy. You could have done worse. Real pretty eyelashes too! Kinda nerdy, though, but I guess the quiet ones are always the kinky ones, they say, so I hope you have fun with him when the two of you are alone."

"I can hear every word you say. You know that, right?"

"But Fushiguro! We're just complimenting you! Making sure your girlfriend knows that she won the jackpot."

Itadori looks at him with those warm honey-colored puppy dog eyes and that stupid sunshine smile. Megumi simply cannot argue with him. It's impossible. It would feel like stepping on a dog's paw.

And so he stays silent and just keeps holding hands with you under the table, only letting go when your food arrives. Everyone is busy stuffing their mouth full of the delicious meal, so luckily, the conversation pretty much dies down. Until Itadori demands dessert, and Gojo's face lights up.

"Oh, I almost forgot! I have something for you!"

Megumi flinches. This can't be good. He watches Gojo leaning down, apparently grabbing something from under his chair. When he straightens up again, he's holding a heart-shaped box of chocolate and a pink greeting card.

"What the..."

"Utahime was so nice to send you this!"

He opens the card and reads it out loud:

"Dear Megumi, dear (name), congratulations on your first evening with the family. That's a special moment in every relationship, and I hope everything goes to your liking. Hopefully, the white-haired idiot won't ruin it! Yes, I know you are reading this, Satoru! Be nice to them!"

Gojo erupts into another fit of laughter,

"She's so feisty! Me ruining the evening?"

He shoves the box of chocolate in your direction. Megumi is staring at it dumbfounded. What is happening here?

"How? Why?... Why did Utahime send a card and chocolate? How does she even know about this?"

"Oh Megumi, I might have mentioned it once or twice while talking to her."

"You mean you blackmailed her into sending this?"

"Hahaha, why would I even do that? What are you thinking?"

Megumi thinks Gojo has completely lost it. But you are giggling beside him and currently opening the box of chocolate and offering them to Itadori and Kugusaki. Honestly, you sound so amused, so he forces himself to keep his mouth shut and stop complaining.

He cannot relax though, too much is happening. Itadori and Kugisaki are always chatty, but today it's even worse. They are hogging you, each of them fighting for your attention. Kugisaki is telling you about all her favorite stores and make-up brands, already planning a shopping spree with you. And Itadori is scribbling a list of potential karaoke duets he can sing with you onto a napkin. They are so loud and exhausting!

This time it's Megumi who reaches out first and puts a hand onto your knee, caressing it soothingly, letting you know he's here for you. To his surprise, you don't seem to be annoyed by his friends. But maybe you are just too nice to show it. Megumi decides to intervene: "Hey, give her a break."

That makes both of them glare at him and complain hotly, but Megumi ignores them because all that matters is that you are leaning closer and kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear: "It's ok, don't worry. They are nice. And you will have me all to yourself for the rest of the night."

The promise those words contain and the softness of your lips brushing over his earlobe makes his breath quicken. One more reason why he wants this dinner to be over quickly. Because he would absolutely prefer to be tangled up in bed with you right now.

Unfortunately, Gojo watches the two of you closely, and his smirk is far too smug when he says:

"Aww, young love! Isn't it cute when you are so crazy for each other all the time!"

This time Megumi kicks him under the table, cheering inwardly when he realizes Gojo turned off his infinity, and Megumi's shoe connects successfully with Gojo's shin.

An hour later, Megumi feels another level of tension creeping up on him as the restaurant door closes behind him, and it's only him and you again.

The street is busy, flocks of people chatting in groups, or some couples whispering sweet things to each other, some alone with their headphones on, lost in the lyrics of their favorite songs. The neon lights of all the shops and bars light up the night in bright colors. It's chilly now, the cold night air making his breath come out in little puffs. This is Megumi's favorite time to be in the city. It usually manages to calm him down when it's nighttime here, but tonight he can't find any rest. Not when he's so worried about what you think about the meeting with his family. It was a disaster, wasn't it?

Megumi turns to you with a pained expression.

"I'm really sorry, baby. That's why I was so reluctant about you meeting them."

He is sure you're upset. The whole evening was total chaos. His family was weird and embarrassing, and now you probably see Megumi in a totally different light, and you will question your feelings for him and ask yourself whether this relationship is the right thing for you.

He's mentally steeling himself for the moment he'll see the disappointment in your eyes, the moment he will know for sure that he fucked up. Regret is weighing heavily on him. He should have never agreed to this meeting! He doesn't want things to change between the two of you! He can't lose you! You mean the world to him!

His blue-eyed gaze finally meets yours, and he blinks. What he sees in your eyes isn't what he expected. There is no anger or irritation. Instead, your eyes sparkle with joy and amusement, and they are so warm, so full of love. But how? The evening was horrible!

"Gumi, please don't look like you broke your favorite coffee mug. The evening was great!"

"What? But..."

He clears his throat, trying to compose himself again before he makes a complete fool of himself.

"You enjoyed the evening? Really?"

You nod and smile brightly at him while you reach out to take his hand in both of yours. "Yes, I did! Your family is so nice and funny!"

"Nice...and funny."

"Yes...why? Don't you think so?"

And suddenly, Megumi's worry about you being irritated by his family gets replaced by a feeling of guilt. You LIKE them.

And really, why shouldn't you? They are good people, all of them! Maybe they have a different opinion about how the first meeting with his special someone should go, but they put their whole heart into this evening. The formal attire, the food, the stories, the pictures.

It was embarrasing for Megumi. But knowing those three, they really had no bad intentions at all. They were so excited, so happy for him, and wanted to make this evening special and sweet.

For fuck's sake, Gojo had tears in his eyes! He had acted like a true dad tonight. So proud and supportive. So genuinely happy for Megumi that he had found someone who wanted to be by his side and loved him for himself without knowing about his powers or his family connections and money.

And Itadori and Kugisaki? Yes, they hadn't let you breathe, being all over you and simply being too much. But wasn't it heartwarming how eager they had been to get to know you and to include you?

Nanami joining you even in his free time! And that card and the chocolate from Utahime? It was cheesy and stupid, and no sane person did this! But...but they meant well.

Megumi suddenly thinks of the way Itadori flung an arm around him this morning and ruffled his hair, and told him with that big stupid grin that he was so excited to finally meet you! "We'll make sure to make her feel welcome, Fushiguro!"

And now Megumi finally sees clearly, and his frown gives way to a soft, thoughtful expression as a genuinely happy smile finds its way onto his lips.

"No, you're right. My family is very nice. I'm glad you finally got to know them, baby."

His heart feels so full all of a sudden. You're standing here in front of him, holding his hand and looking at him with so much affection. And in there, his found family is probably currently screaming about how amazing you are and how happy they are for Megumi.

He is surrounded by love, isn't he? There are people who care for him, people who are there for him. They won't leave. They won't change their mind about him.

His vision is becoming a bit blurry, and he quickly blinks a few times before his emotions get the best of him. He has other plans for the rest of the night, though. Other ways to show you how pleased he is.

He cups your chin and tilts up your face, leaning so close that he can let his lips brush over the corner of your lips, trail over your cheek, and finally place a gentle kiss right under your ear.

"Let's go home. It was still a stressful evening. You made me so happy, and I think you deserve a reward for enduring all of this craziness. Let me make it up to you, bunny."

He can hear your soft groan upon hearing the pet name, and it makes him smile against your skin. He pulls away, intertwining your hands and gently tugging you against his side. You fall in step beside him, leaning against him.

"It was the perfect evening. You don't have to make up for anything, baby."

"Then I'll make it even more perfect."

"I know you will. You always do. Nobara wasn't wrong about that thing she said about quiet guys."

Your laughter makes some people turn their heads toward you, but Megumi really doesn't mind. He finds himself laughing softly too, and tugging on your hand a bit more because he really wants to be alone with you to show you just how right Kugisaki was.

Thank you so much for reading! I hope you enjoyed this little, cheesy crack!fic. I had a lot of fun writing it. I think Megumi is really lucky that he has such a sweet family. It would be super nice if you comment and reblog!

@adelheidvonschicksal I hope this turned out the way you had in mind! Thank you again for the request! It was such a cute idea!

[kagejima]

Hihi rae!!!!! I love you sm and hope you are doing good!! I wanted to send in a nanami Monday and I'm really tired so I'm just thinking about cuddling him after a long day and him just running his hands through your hair and gradually pulling you closer and closer and giving little forehead kisses and justnffbhdj soft nanami my absolute beloved 💕💕

As always pls get some water and foods and rest when you can 😄 I appreciate you and I hope you are having a good day!!!

rae's notes: i am catching up on old themed day submissions! themed days are on hiatus indefinitely until i can get my shit together WIP-wise (and life-wise fhadjfhalksd)!

CHRIS, BABY, I'M SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! Also I have your other asks and I am going to answer those, I'm so sorry, please forgive me, baby fhsdjfkhadfas motivation is a fickle mistress :((( ilysm and i hope you're doing well!!!!!

Okay, so sosososososososo so usually when I write, I'll put music to it, and it helps me write a lot better-- but at my best friend's wedding like eleven years ago, the song her cousins sang as she walked down the aisle was "Bread & Wine" by Josh Garrels, here, I'll bring it up -- okay, here we go!

BUT??? I'm super soft now because the first part of the song especially makes me think of Nanami now but instead of him cuddling you, you're cuddling him!!

I was wrong / Everybody needs someone / to hold on / Take my hand / I've been a lonesome man / Took a while to understand

AND AND AND AND THE ENDING

If I fall, I'll fall alone / But you can help to bear the load / A three-fold cord is hard to break / And all I have I give to you / If you will share your sorrow too / Then joy will be the crown upon our heads

OKAY!! OKAY!! I'M PROBABLY GONNA GET REALLY SAPPY! (gender neutral reader)

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Kento Nanami doesn't like needy.

Kento gets enough of that from Satoru's dumb bullshit. He gets enough of that from protecting Yuuji and making sure he doesn't die on a mission.

He gets enough of that in his every day life of being the only one with the brain cell and having to get everybody out of trouble.

So when Kento realizes he needs you, he's baffled.

Almost... ashamed that he's the very thing he doesn't like.

Because clingy and needy people were always burdensome to him, and he wonders if you see him as a burden now as he has his head on your chest, one of your hands on his head and the other running up and down his back.

And he gets so worked up about this confusing feeling that he can't stop himself from speaking.

"Do you think that I'm needy?" He asks, tears threatening to spill from his eyes, and he fucking hates it.

The very last thing he wanted is to be cumbersome to you.

He was supposed to be taking care of you.

You already had so much to juggle. He tried to help where he could; but his work as a sorcerer took him away from you more than he liked it to.

And so times like this were sacred. Precious. Every moment he got to spend with you was important to him, moreso than anything else.

But he feared it was now turning into him looking desperate, looking too attached.

He never needed anyone...

He felt vulnerable.

Your hand stops moving through his hair and you laugh a little bit.

"What? What brought this on?"

Kento lifts himself up off of you and takes your hands in his, his thumbs caressing the back of your hands.

"Do... Do you think I'm needy?" He asks again.

You smile at him before you cradle his face in your hands.

"I think that you've always had others look to you for things and you've never been able to lean on someone else." You say after a moment.

You see the tears forming in the corners of Kento's eyes and you gently thumb them away.

"I don't think that you're needy..." You answer his question, "I think that you've been strong for a really long time... and I think now that you're letting your guard down, it's really scary for you."

Kento leans his head deeper into your hand, closing his eyes.

"I want to let you in." He whispers.

"So let me in," You whisper back, "Let me take care of you."

[cower-before-power]

Piety

Summary: Gojo has sinned, and he will repent at the altar of his beloved

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x F!Reader

TW: swearing, implied sexual content, idolatry

Link to A03 here

A/N: First time writing for everyone’s favourite sensei, hope I did him justice. This man can step on me. Enjoy, sweet potatoes!

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“You’re late.”

He laughs softly from the doorway. “I told you I would be.”

“I know,” you say, your eyes focused on the rising moon out the window. “But you’ve always said I was the exception.”

“You are,” you can hear walk over to the closet; next, the rustling of clothes as he sheds his uniform. “But Yuuji-kun is doing so well I got overexcited and just had to stay a bit longer. When I was finished with him, I was planning on rushing straight home to you, but then I ran into my other darling first years. They wanted me to watch them fight. Their training for the exchange is coming along nicely too.”

“Hmmmmm,” you hum, rocking on your heels, “good reasons to be late, I suppose.”

You can’t help but let a little irritation creep into your voice. You’re not angry with him, not truly, but you can’t help be a little annoyed. Your lives were so busy it was often hard to find time to actually act like a couple. The two of you had set aside tonight to finally go out together, a real date. You’d made reservations at a fancy restaurant and even got dressed up for once. Not that you didn’t love your late night routine of takeout, Netflix and sex, but it was nice every once and a while to get out.

To pretend everything was normal. To pretend you were normal.

So when he texted you that he was sorry but things came up, could you please cancel the reservation-you couldn’t help but feel....cast aside.

You loved Gojo’s dedication to his students and his passion for his cause. You were proud of his strength, his powers. But sometimes it felt like you were a planet orbiting around his brilliant sun, competing with all the others for his warmth and light. He was the best, and was always needed by someone somewhere. You knew it was what you were in for when you put your heart in his hands, but it was still sometimes a bitter pill to swallow.

“You’re upset with me,” he says, and you finally turn to face him. He’s out of his uniform and only in a pair of dark sweatpants; your favourite look. You have a strong urge to run to him and bury yourself in his chest. You stay put.

“No not at you, per say,” you run your hands through your hair, taking out the style you’d coaxed it into earlier. “Just at life, I guess. Things are always crazy around here, but they seem to be getting even wilder and it just makes it even harder for us to spend quality time together.”

“You’ve never complained before.”

You sigh, tugging at the straps of your dress. “I know, I know. I’m just in a mood today, I guess. I was really looking forward to going out, and when you texted me, I just felt, I don’t know, shuffled aside.”

He stays quiet, face unreadable. It’s unusual and quite frankly rather unsettling. You feel guilt suddenly bubble hotly in your stomach.

“I mean, it’s fine! What you were doing was very important! Yuuji needs all the training he can get, poor boy. Plus, Megumi and Nobara miss you, they’ve noticed you haven’t been around a lot and they probably just wanted to see you be proud of them, even if they’ll never admit it. I’m being silly, I mean, who cares if we missed the reservation, the students and their training is definitely more important than going out with me-“

Your words die on your lips as you find yourself suddenly pressed flush against the chest you were just admiring moments earlier. You blink and gasp-bright blue eyes are staring intently down into yours. It always stuns you momentarily to see them. They are like sapphires; not only beautiful in shine and hue, but rare and precious. They only show up when he’s feeling particularly loving and mushy, or the very limited occasions when he gets serious.

You have a feeling it’s the latter.

“What have I told you about being too kind, angel?” He scolds you, shaking his head as he cups your face in his large, warm hands. “Just come out and say I’m the asshole here.”

“But-“

“Hush now,” his voice grows stern, the tone he uses when he’s got you at his mercy. You obey on instinct, snapping your lips shut. “I shouldn’t have stayed so long at school, and I definitely shouldn’t have assumed that cancelling would be okay without asking. I’ve never, ever wanted you to feel like you’re playing second string, and I’ve gone and done just that.”

You frown. “I don’t feel like that all the time, please don’t think I-“

“Once is one time too many,” he interrupts. His fingers smooth over your skin, stroking the frown from your face. “I clearly fucked up. I let my angel, my reason to live, my sweet darling thief who stole my heart, down.”

(You feel warm. So he is feeling mushy as well as serious.)

He replaces his fingers with his lips, featherlight brushes over your skin that make your knees begin to wobble. “It’s okay,” you breathe, eyes slipping shut so he can kiss your eyelids gently. “You didn’t mean to.”

He laughs. “Sweetness, you are shit at being mad at someone. This is the part where you call me a prick and make me grovel for forgiveness.”

“You’ve never groveled in your life,” you hum. The irritation you’d been feeling earlier is melting away under his gentle ministrations. He hadn’t meant to hurt you. He sometimes forgets the two of you didn’t always operate on the same wavelength. He sometimes forgets that everyone didn’t operate on his wavelength.

“Another exception I’d make for you,” he nibbles at your bottom lip, and you can’t help but chase him, trying to catch him in a proper kiss. He just laughs and sweeps a thumb over where he’s just nipped. “I’ll even get on my knees.”

The image of the worlds most powerful shaman on his knees before you sends a shiver up your spine. And the perceptive bastard doesn’t miss it. He pulls away, peeling himself from your body with a sticky slowness that causes the air around you to heat and thicken. He sinks to his knees before you, palms upturned in perfect piety.

“Oh goddess divine, please accept my humble apologies,” the words drip from his lips like a sacred prayer. “I have displeased you, and I seek to make amends.”

“Only you could apologize and make fun of someone at the same time,” you murmer, feeling your cheeks begin to flush. “You’re an idiot.”

“An idiot who only wishes to repent for his sins,” he grins lazily up at you, and his upturned hands are suddenly on your legs, beneath your dress. His thumbs begin to rub circles on your inner thighs. Time stops; your next breath lodges in your throat.

“Tell me what I must do,” his voice is smooth like the silk of his blindfold, slipping over you. He leans in and presses a kiss just above your right knee. His mouth is hot against your skin.

“Ummmm....” you try to speak, but nothing comes out but a choked whimper.

“I’m waiting very patiently,” another kiss, this time slightly higher. Your brain begins to malfunction. You open and close your mouth, trying to get the words out, but there’s nothing. Nothing but his warm breath and deft hands. Nothing but crystalline blue darkened with hunger. Nothing but need beginning to boil in your blood.

“I’ll just have to decide the form of atonement myself,” he murmurs, skimming his nose along your inner thigh. His hands slowly slide up your legs, your dress is coming up with them....

And then you both hear it.

The loud grumbling of your very empty belly.

He pulls back and blinks up at you. You stare back, mouth open. And then you both burst into raucous laughter.

“What a mood killer,” he grins, sitting back on his heels. “I’ve never been cockblocked by your stomach before.”

“Sorry!” You rub the offending area, still giggling. “I guess in all my stewing I forgot I was hungry.”

He’s on his feet in a flash. “Well we can’t have you starve on me, can we, sweetness? I know, how about I cook for us?”

Your eyes light up. Gojo is an excellent cook, but he rarely does it due to his busy and exhausting schedule. And his bad habit of filling up on sweets. “Really?”

“Sure,” he’s already across the room, throwing on a shirt and his blindfold. “Tell you what, you go have a nice hot soak in the tub while I cook. I’ll bring you a glass of wine and something from my extra secret sweets stash to tide you over till I’m done.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Something from the secret stash? I’m honoured.”

He grins. “Another exception for my angel.” He suddenly claps his hands together. “Oh, and tomorrow we’ll play hookey! Go to Tokyo for the whole day, and I’ll spoil the absolute shit out of you. The kids can survive a day without us.”

“You already spoil me,” you laugh, shaking your head. “I’ll just be happy to spend a whole day just us.”

“No arguments!” He wags his finger. “I will drop mad cash on you and you will enjoy it.”

“Ugh you are such a dork,” you roll your eyes, but your heart fills with love for this silly man. You know he really is sorry and is trying to make it up to you. He’s an idiot on occasions, but he’s your idiot, and you wouldn’t trade him for the world.

You make to move towards the bathroom, but the lingering feel of his touch on your skin reminds you.

“Hey, what happens after the bath and food?”

Before you can blink, he’s back in front of you, gathering you against him. His smile is absolutely feral, and you can feel his smouldering gaze even through the black fabric now covering his eyes.

And his lips are descending on yours, hot and hungry. He licks into your mouth, swallowing the moan that’s threatening to escape. There’s nothing left but him. His touch, his taste, his scent. He is everywhere, in every sweep and valley of your body, in every corner of your pounding heart. He consumes you like fire consumes a forest, and you are happy to burn, burn, burn.

All too soon he pulls away, and you are left empty. Bereft. Lost. But he leans back in, his lips brushing your ear, his voice dark with reverent desire.

“I’ll worship at the altar of my divine goddess until my penance is paid a hundred fold.”

[furuyalover]

spending new years with them

— ft. yuuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo, suguru getou

warnings: nothing but fluff ^_^

AN: this is a day late but oh welll! new years fluff! also i want to try write for jjk more :D

࿔*:･ﾟITADORI unsure of what to do for new years? the answer is a movie/binge night! we all know how much yuuji loves watching movies so he’d want nothing more than to do it w you! you two lay on his bed wrapped around each other, watching any movie of your choice, occasionally going back to channel some new years program is on just so you can do the cliché staying up to watch the ball drop thing. throughout this whole thing you & yuuji are taking many photos together, and yuuji posts one of you saying “going into the new year w/ my #1 :’)” SOBBING HES SO SWEET at some point in during the movie you fall asleep in yuuji’s arms, when he notices he holds you loser kisses your temple and whispers “happy new year y/n, hopefully i can be with you for another year” smiling to himseld as he sees you almost instinctively pull yourself closer to him 

࿔*:･ﾟFUSHIGURO the two of you decide to be home bodies tonight since you both heard gojo is throwing a small party tomorrow anyways! megumi is a sucker quality time, so he’s more than happy to just stay home and relax with you! you two make instant ramen for yourselves but add your own garnishes to give it more flavor, while eating you guys mindlessly watch tv together making fun of all the dumb new years antics going on “y/n wanna go lie down?” “you say that like i have a choice” “...just, get over here” you laugh as you follow your boyfriend to his bed and lie on top him with the neighbourhood playing in the background, once it’s officially 12 you look at him, smile and say with a tired voice “yayy i can finally go to sleep now” he scoffs “you should’ve just slept as soon as you were tired, now good night.” you laugh into his chest “love you too megumi” 

࿔*:･ﾟGOJO you two were just getting ready to go out with no particular plan in mind when your boyfriend looks at you and goes “y/n! want to go to as many different sweets shops before the year ends!” “is that even a question? yes. lets go. right now.” you loved that about satoru, his spontaneousness. one moment you’re getting ready the next, you both are going all over town to try different stores’ sweets. at each place you visit satoru makes sure to film the two of you eating it + a review which of course he sends to his students! they all love you but they’re so sick of him “its in case they ever want to go out and try it y/n! im just being a good teacher!” “satoru its 11pm just let them enjoy their break...” “no!” after this you’re going to be sick of sweets for a while, but in this moment, with satoru, everything is perfect and you couldn’t have asked for a better new years

࿔*:･ﾟGETOU he is lover of simple traditional dates, so thats what you guys do! suguru invites you to a fun night out for new years! it starts with the two of you walking around town, getting some street food together and browsing all of the tiny little items sold by local street vendors, you bought suguru a ‘happy new year’ headband and you had to basically beg him to wear it -_- but you finally got him to wear it and now you can use the photo for blackmail <3 once you guys have finally killed enough time for the fireworks show to start, you walk to the town park, where getou lays out a blanket for you to sit on while you watch the fireworks! suguru takes a candid photo of you with the fireworks in the background which he posts at exactly 12am captioned “heres to another year with my lovely y/n <33″ 

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[maibi]

Consideration

Gojo Satoru x reader

Summary: A joke you played on Gojo kinda backfired. But was it really backfire or something you didn’t mind happening.. ;)

A/N: this turned out longer than I had expected. ANYWAYS I enjoyed writing this one ngl:)

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Gojo was by far one of the most annoying people you have met, but sadly at the same time he is one of your closest friends. He’d always joke around and never really took anything serious. You would be training the 2nd years on the field and he would just be playing around with his first year students. You didn’t mind that he went easy on the first years, but he just left all the extra hard work over to you once they were in their second year. Which naturally made him more annoying to you. For a 28 year old he sure doesn't act his age. 

“What if you just went on a date with me?”, Gojo said as you were walking to your room, the one you stayed in at school. It was a much cheaper solution, so you didn’t mind it much. Plus you got to spend more time with your students and... other colleagues.

“What about no?”, you said as you stopped in front of your door. 

“AAAAH SENSEI THAT HURTS”, Gojo said as he clutched his heart over dramatically. 

“I’m not your sensei”, you answered back at him.

“I mean you could be”, he answered with a wink.

“How about no”, you said as you opened your door. “I am just your colleague.”

“Did I really just get colleague-zoned?”, he said as he wiped away a fake tear making you roll your eyes.

He was always like this. He’d joke around about liking you and didn't’ even conceal the fact about wanting to be in a relationship. But it had been like this since forever and you were so adapted to all the rejecting you did, that it always happened naturally now. He’d go “I like you a lot so let’s go on a date” and you would just shut him down in various ways. 

Of course there were times he’d make you blush or make your heart beat a little faster than normally, but you never really took his words into consideration. For example a certain situation that made your heart beat faster:

“Not gonna lie, You look really stunning this evening”, he said as he accompanied you on an evening party between all the teachers from Tokyo and Kyoto Jujustu High. 

He had reached out his hand for you to take because that was the kind of guy he was. He didn’t care about how he presented himself in public, so looking like his partner or not was not one of his concerns. So you just didn’t see a problem with it and took his hand as he locked both of your arms.

“Why thank you sir Satoru”, you said as you played along with him. “Though I have to say it feels a little too tight.”

“I think it accentuates your body perfectly”, he said with a wink. “Shall we go inside?”, he said back as your face was probably flushed red. With a nod the both of you went inside the building. 

It had been a peaceful night until a man wouldn’t stop bothering you. He was probably a teacher from Kyoto High so you didn’t want to sound rude, but you really did not enjoy the way he was bothering you. 

To your luck, Gojo had been watching the whole scene and couldn’t hold his chill. He walked up to you and linked your arms again. “I will be walking this person outside, if you have no business left with them you can gladly leave”, he said with a serious expression, boring a whole in the man’s face with his look. 

He pulled you with him to the exit and you just went along. “Maybe we should tell the rest that we’re leaving”, you hesitantly said. 

“It’s alright I'll let someone know we left”, he said.

“Not to be rude, but if we leave so abruptly together they might think wrongly...” You didn’t want to finish that sentence because he’d either act hurt and make jokes out of it or he’d be actually hurt and try not to show it.

You heard him sigh. “I’ll tell them you felt sick and that I sent you with a taxi. Don’t worry about it”, he said in a low voice. 

You weren’t gonna lie that that moment had made your heart beat faster, but you couldn’t tell him that. It felt weird to admit that to a person you have been rejecting for over years now. It’s not like you would feel like this constantly, so you didn’t mind it much. But little did you know... It wasn’t just a temporary feeling.

“You should check on your students, they’re still outside in the rain because of your punishment”, you said snapping back to reality. 

“Ah that’s alright, I gave Megumi the lead. He made sure all three of em went inside before it started raining. All so that I could have some alone time with you", he winked again.

“Then why are only Nobara and Yuuji outside?”, you asked as you pointed at your window. They weren’t, but you just wanted him to shut up and leave, so that was your solution. 

His eyes widened and he just sprinted in the directions of the stairs. He took it very serious when his students got sick, because he needed all of the time he got to teach his students. You always made fun of his way of teaching, but in the end the students always turned out to be strong. You didn’t ever really admit is, but he was a good teacher and in some way you looked up to him. Though that piece of information was not for him to know. He had a dream, and his students were helping him achieve it.

“Ooooh y/n sensei, you didn’t sleep yet?” It was Itadori who came walking in your direction. “I was looking for Gojo sensei, but I can’t find him anywhere.”

“Oh I sent him outside to look for you guys, because I told him Megumi left you and Nobara outside in the rain”, you said.

He looked visibly confused and looked his own body up and down. “But I'm right here?”

“Exactly”, you said as you winked and pointed a finger gun at him. 

His eyes widened and he started laughing. “Sensei that’s so cruel!”

“I have to do what I have to do in order for him to leave me alone sometimes”, you said with a sigh.

“Is Gojo sensei that bad towards you then?”, Yuuji asked.

“Ah Yuuji you’re making me seem like the bad guy here. But no, he actually isn’t all that bad. But he just doesn’t know about the word private space sometimes”, you said reassuring the teenager. 

“oh no I didn’t want to make you feel bad about your words”, he worriedly said as he shook his head. “I just know how Fushiguro gets annoyed easily, so I thought it might have been the same for you. Oh Gojo sensei!”

You turned your head to the side and saw Gojo walking in your direction as Itadori waved frantically, but it faded more and more as Gojo walked closer. He was completely drenched and he held his eye mask in his hands. He looked pissed, or more annoyed. 

“Yuuji could you leave me alone with y/n sensei”, he said not looking up.

“y/n sensei is this alright”, Yuuji whispered.

“It’s alright Yuuji, don’t worry about it. Just make sure you don’t stay around here, okey?”, you said with a smile and a nod to reassure him.

“Okey”, he said with a worried expression as he left anyways. 

You waited till You didn’t see Itadori anymore. You walked inside your room and Gojo just walked right in after you. You didn’t have the time to close the door as he just pinned you against it, making the push close the door. You were taken aback and Gojo just stared at you. You couldn’t read his expression at all. 

“Listen, I play and joke around a lot I know. But making me worry about my students’ health isn’t one of the things I can joke around with”, he said.

“What is it Gojo, did I push the wrong button?”, you said back, not giving a sign of being intimidated by him. 

“Don’t go playing all big and mighty now”, he said in an almost whisper, inching closer to your face.

Your heart was beating in your chest, but you didn’t give in. “What are you gonna do about it?”, you said also inching closer, leaving almost no space between your faces.

That was his sign. That was all he needed as confirmation so he just held you neck and pulled you in, closing the space that was left between the two of you. you synced with his movements and he barely gave you a moment to breath.

He pulled back and looked you straight in the eyes. “I’m not joking around with you, I'm serious. I am ready to give you my all, I hope you realized that by now. I know you feel the same way and I'll give you as much time as you need. But don’t make me waste my time. So if you want me just tell me and I'll give you all the space you need after that”, he said with no hint of sarcasm. 

“Who said I wanted space?”, you said with a smug smile. “Why would i want space when I can take you right now Gojo Satoru”, you said in a whisper with a smug smile. 

He liked that side of you. That playful side of you that appears once in a while. It turned him on, it made him imagine things he shouldn’t and you knew you had that impact on him. Because in the end he never showed any effort in concealing his true feelings so figuring him out wasn’t as hard as you sometimes thought it would. 

He smiled back at you and raised his eyebrows. “Guess chasing after you was really worth it huh?”

You pulled him back in for a kiss and this one was more passionate than the other. You pulled him closer, you deepened the kiss and he did everything in his power to not squish you against the door. Your hand moved to his damp hair and you tugged at it lightly. He moved his head to your ear and trailed down kisses to your shoulder. 

His hand moved to the lock of the door and you heard it click. You turned your head slightly that you had a good view on his face. He was smirking and you rolled your eyes at him in a playful way.

“Let’s see how good you keep your word when saying you can take me right now”, he said.

“I can’t back down now, can I”, you smugly answered.

With a breathy laugh he brought his face back to yours. “where were we”, he said in a whisper.

“Here”, you said and you pulled him back in for a kiss. 

It was quite obvious from the start that you and Gojo would end up like this. You couldn’t deny your feelings forever and Gojo was one hell of a pain in the ass to keep on reminding you that you had no escape from him. Not that you wanted that. But like said before, he didn’t need to know that piece of information. Some things were better left off not said, because in the end Gojo Satoru is one hell of a cocky person, but that was one thing you adored so much about him. And let’s not forget, you were in love with him and there was no denying that either. 

[bonnymori]

𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲

Word count: 2760+ (i'll try to keep bigger lengths such as this one!)

Synopsis: You meet a new classmate who's working along Nanami, you think he's fun to be around, it stands the same to him about you. Later, feelings unravel.

Contents/Warnings: (1) Itadori Yuuji x gn!reader (2) FLUFF, TONS OF FLUFF - and some comfort (3) With the small participation of... Ino Takuma!! I really like him too, that's why <33333 (4) This is pretty platonic, but also not? (5) Ending turned sorta cliché... but I liked it u.u

A/N: This boy made me run rampant... to fhe point it's not single attraction anymore I just wish him happiness (smh if only my parents knew...) also next post will be Toji's fic pt. 2! Y'all see the first part is almost reaching 100 kudos????? I'M SO HAPPY EHSODJWKDKSJD- thanks for all the new followers and the support!! <33

Ever since his fake death, Itadori has been training alone with the help of Gojo - and now, he works along a freshly new face, who belongs to a senior, founds out ex-salaryman named Nanami Kento. He's far a thousand times more strict than Gojo. Itadori doesn't really likes the change, because Nanami is a person he can't get along. This whole guy's appearance scream "work 4 life"; he has proved different, now he screams "work is shit - but I gotta do it because others won't".

They've just finished cleansing the outside of a movie theater off a few curses, when Itadori hears shouting from far behind them. Two figures approach, waving excessively. He quickly picks on Nanami's tired sigh beside him.

"Nanami! We figured out you'd be here! Our mission has been finished and we wanted to catch up to have lunch together!" A male clad in a full black outfit shouts, he has brown hair and a beanie on top of his head, looking quite content.

The other person simply trots next to him in silence, approaching with a friendly smile. They notice Itadori faster than the male, smile widening and quickly waving hello, suddenly eager to reach up to them. The gesture makes the pink haired boy perk up, curious to why the other person looked so joyful. His question is easily answered, when they tug on the man's sleeve and motion to him.

"Ino, we have a third buddy!" The dude looks at him with widened eyes. "So nice to meet you, I'm Y/N L/N! It's great to see new faces around!"

Itadori smiles at your energy, knowing already he would click with you very well.

"I'm Ino Takuma, sorry for not noticing you before! Your uniform looks cool." Itadori exchanges a few compliments with Ino, before the man turns to talk with Nanami, leaving him and you together.

"Yes! I'm Sukuna's vessel, Itadori Yuuji-desu! My type of woman is Jenn-"

You turn to him. "So, are you a first year?"

"Geh? Weren't you dead though?!"

"I was!- I am!- Please keep secret."

"Okay!"

"Ahem." Nanami coughs, drawing attention. "I requested you two to not come after me today. Itadori here is the reason why."

"That's no problem, we're very capable of keeping secrets." You threw your arm over Itadori's shoulder, him nodding along with you.

"Oh really, then remember to keep quiet about it. I'll let this slide." The group of students nervously at Nanami's intimidating tone. "But, I'll get to have my break alone."

"Gah!" Ino exclaimed, watching Nanami walk away; he also left the responsability of taking care of Itadori for you two, leaving without a word. "It really had to be today, when Nanami would take us to his favorite bakery..."

"Crybaby." You teased. "Itadori here can't go outside where anyone can see him, he's dead. So, we were to order food either way because he shouldn't be left out."

"Augh okay, it would be unfair."

"So, where are you staying Itadori?"

"At Gojo's state!"

"Whoa, I've never been there before." Ino commented, waiting as you sent a message to Ijichi to pick them up.

"He's my teacher, a very cool one!"

"I imagine! Ooookay, once we get there I'll get the food."

Itadori felt as his chest would burst of excitement, finally there was people around him again, he couldn't be less happy about it.

"Sharing is caring!"

Itadori laughed as you wrestled with Takuma for some fries, netflix long forgotten in the background, as watching the banter was way more entertaining. Most of the time, Ino rambled a lot about Nanami, while he rambled a lot about Gojo. The guy even showed him the cool scar under his beanie. He felt kinda upset after explaining the exchange was just temporary, his stay under Nanami's wing wasn't decisive, and therefore, he was more like a classmate than a partner.

Itadori also learned a lot about you. He was surprised to find out that you, although energetic, was the one to speak the lesser in conversations. His surprisement grew even bigger when you told him you're a exchange student from Kyoto, arriving Tokyo about the same month as him - thankfully, you were to say for good.

Conversations flowed easily in the air, until a voice from the doorway barged in.

"Yuuji-kun! Don't forget about your lessons! Hi kids! Bye kids!" Gojo said playfully, throwing the familiar punching bear to Itadori before leaving.

"What's this thing?" Ino asked.

"It's to help me control my cursed energy. So while I watch the movies, if I don't charge it with cursed energy it punches me square in the face. I thought I had mastered this thing already, but he insist I keep training with it." Itadori grumbles.

"At least it's cute." You commented, taking a sip of your drink.

"Until it punches you in your face without warning!" The pink haired boy barks.

The talks died down, the three of you eating quietly when another movie is played on the screen. Itadori didn't bother reading the title, it was a plain one about a zombie apocalypse that got him extremely bored, yet he kept watching still so the plushie didn't punch him in the face again; he's been keeping a record since all his last cursed energy training lessons were a sucess to this day. When his head started nodding and eyelids dropping Itadori can't remember well, about fourty five minutes of movie perhaps? Make it fifty, the second slumber took over his body completely.

When he awoke once again, it was near midnight, the clock on the wall told him so. He also noticed a soft and warm surface supporting his head, figures, it's your shoulder he's resting into, he feels an arm around his own shoulders and your cheek placed upon his hair.

"Hey, it's late." You immediately notices he's awake, calling out softly. "You should sleep on your room, or something, better to your spine."

He chuckles when you poke his side. "But I'm comfortable here."

"I'm surprised, you just met me today, and now is sleeping on my shoulder."

"I'm not, that happens often to me."

"Sleeping on people's shoulders?"

"No! Making friends quickly." Itadori likes your gentle warmth, your hug, everything makes him feel at home. "I met two more people before you for two weeks, but they can't see me, because I'm dead."

"So I'll keep you company, that's my new mission."

His eyes widen at that, a oh so little blush covering the tip of his ears.

"For how many time I slept anyway?" He asks.

"About two- no, three hours. You missed two movies, and this one is about to end."

"And you stayed here the whole time?" He motions to your shoulder.

"Yep. That reminds me I gotta pee."

Itadori grumbles, but quickly lifts himself off you, respecting your needs. That gives him some time to look around, he notices Ino is gone, and the plushie sits quietly at the other side of the couch, unmoving.

"Y/N! How did you manage to make it quiet down?" He's beyond bafflet.

"...que."

"What!"

"I said!" You arrive quickly at the doorframe, hands still wet from when you washed them. "I used my innate technique."

"Oh! How is it like?"

"It's kinda funny, gimme a moment." You left to wipe off your hands, coming back in a second. "So, just like Shoko, I produce reverse curse energy, but it's quite different than hers, I can't heal people. That's why we often call it positive energy instead. I can use it to soothe off negative energy, so the bear has no cursed energy right now."

"How does it works on people?" He felt very curious about everything, asking away like a kid.

"Since everyone has negative energy, it just makes you sleepy really. But when it comes to curses it's really practical, I can either weaken it or, if the curse is like grade three or four, I can slap them off existence completely by wiping all their energy." You were naturally proud of having a such versatile power, your own energy swirling with pride around you.

"That sounds amazing! Is it why I fell asleep though?"

"Nah, only if I did it on purpose. I guess you were just tired, hope you don't mind I decided to let you rest today."

"No way, it was a good nap."

You nodded. "By the way, Ino left to attend to a drinking party, he paid for our food."

"Drinking? Is he old?"

"Yeah, he's twenty." You chuckled, already expecting that kind of reaction.

"No way! He looks young just like us!"

"That's totally my reaction after I learned he's twenty!"

After that day, you started visiting Itadori weekly to daily, after exchanging numbers he made a little group with you and Ino, naming it the "Nanami trio". But really, he exchanges more texts with you in private, be them memes, cool images he wish to share, etcetera. Although, Ino wasn't left excluded, he ofter brough his xbox to connect to Itadori's tv room and you all would spend hours playing together; he just didn't spend much time with both of you as much. And that was okay.

For a few days, your connection with Itadori died down when he didn't reply to your texts. They would remain unread for some time, the longest being half a day, until he would spam apologies then move on with the topic. That became a routine until one day when you came over to check on Itadori unnanounced, needin to ease off your worries about the boy, only to find him sobbing in the middle of a hallway, staring ahead and beyond, his back to you.

"Ita-?"

"Egh!" Startled, he scrambled to wipe his eyes, turning to you. "H-hey, um, hi."

"What happened?"

"I- he-" His eyes didn't met yours, knuckles white in a death grip. You notice he has a few bandages thrown over his face and arms. The way his shoulders are drawn, as if he wants to shrink into himself is something you've experienced before.

"Something hard to talk about?"

He nods almost immediately, head still facing down.

"It's alright, come with me." You reach for his hands, grimacing slightly when his forceful grip is now on your hand, yet you don't comment on it. He follows you through the state wordlessly.

You two stop on the same tv room, sitting down on the couch. You then guide his head to your shoulder, gently massaging his scalp with the free hand.

"It's alright."

Those two words are chanted like a prayer for the next half hour, at some point, Itadori twisted his body towards yours and unknowingly caged you between him and the sofa arm. He embraced you with a force you didn't have in you, like he didn't want to lose one another. Painful or not, not a muscle moved on your body. He needed a shoulder to cry on.

Thirty minutes passed like seconds, you peered down only to find the boy confortably napping against your bosom; at some point you just became the cold side of the pillow to him. That's alright. It brings you joy to be the mom friend anyways. So you decided to join the sleepland aswell, arms still secured around his shoulders and the back of his head.

It feels like the nap hasn't been long, though, because you can feel Itadori's grip loosening and therefore, you're awake.

"Sorry if I broke any bones, in advance."

"Wow, and you only warn me now."

He laughs at your comeback, hands still secured around your waist.

"I'm surprised you let me uh, cuddle you for comfort - and sleep. I don't understand it? You just make me sleepy." He rambled, keeping eye contact with you while his head still rests on your chest.

"That's a piece of cake when you have younger siblings who seek for you every night they get a nightmare."

"Does that mean I can come to you again if I have a nightmare?" There it is, his togepi-kirby cutesy face.

"Are you four?"

"That's mean!" Itadori blushed, squeezing you on his arms. "I like the contact. It puts me at ease."

"Mm, do you want to talk about it?"

He gulped. "No, not really."

Your peach haired friend remained silent, and so did you. It seems he doesn't intend in letting you go soon, or he just really forgot to mention it. It gives them time to think, your younger sisted used to do that sometimes, back in Kyoto.

"Y/N, wanna watch anything?"

"Sure, have you watched Parasyte before?"

"No, let's give it a try then!" Itadori glances at the remote, then back at you - making you confused over his hesitation to move. He notices you noticed it, chuckling nervously. "To be honest, I don't wanna let go."

"It's hurting my back."

"SORRY I'M SORRY!" He jumped away from you like a cat would jolt away from a cucumber, making you snicker.

"It's okay, I just wanted to change positions."

And to tease you, but he didn't need to know that part.

He glared at you with a small pout, typing the initials of Parasyte on the search bar. Outside his line of vision, you were grinning like a idiot, his sweeteness took a tow on you. All the people of Tokyo you met really held a way different spirit from your classmates in Kyoto, Itadori being the nicest of all. It's surprising him being Sukuna's vessel to begin with; being honest, you felt drawn by it.

"Y/N, it's startiiiiing." He cut your daydreaming short, slumping on your side and propping his head on your shoulder.

"This again?" You throw an arm around his shoulders, very much like the first time he cuddled himself on you.

"Don't blame me, you're the one who wanted to change positions. Guess I'll just make some alterations since I'm awake this time!" One of his arms went behind your back and circled your waist, hand resting at your hip.

"It's definely different, since the other time you drooled on me."

"Hhgh, okay okay! Let me enjoy this." For perhaps the actual first time, you're able to watch without exchanging words with one another.

And this time, it's you who's head loll to the side, nose buried on his soft rose perfumed hair. Itadori doesn't comment on it yet, his free hand moves under your legs to lift your whole body up efortlessly when he senses you have fallen asleep.

"I remember you said it's bad for my spine, I wouldn't mind it... yours however."

The boy makes a beeline to the guest room, he sighs when there is no choice but open the door with his foot. Inside, he places you carefully in the soft bed.

Before he could leave, a hand reaches up for his sleeve.

"Itadori," He turned, looking at you. "Make me company?"

He giggles softly - you think it sounds like a highschool girl. "You should start calling me by my first name!" Itadori rambles as he climbs on the bed, arms wrapping around your waist in a motion you're familiar with.

"Yuuji, I'm tired, let me sleep."

"But I wanna talk more..." He pouts. "Also, are we, um, dating?"

You wriggle around, bringing his head down to peck on his forehead, teasing. "Correction, I want to date you."

"Uh, oh." A blush coats his face so quickly, you'd say someone dumped a bucket of red paint on his face.

"Is that a no?"

"No!"

"So it is a no."

"Christ, will you stop teasing for a second, I'm trying to talk here." He makes an angry version of his togepi-kirby face, you can't help but grin.

"You amuse me, but okay. I'll do it for you."

"Thanks." He blinks, the blush slowly fading away. "You know, I lied, not about the contact, I like the contact nonetheless-"

His hand moves to play with yours, such as tapping his tips against yours, or meassuring the palms.

"-it's you who brings me comfort."

It's also your turn to blush, that line was seriously charming.

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Yes, we're dating now." You respond, a little eagerly. "Can I kiss you?"

"Please."

This is the best person I could ask for, Itadori thinks, keeping his eyes open as yours shut during the kiss, whom I won't change for anything else in this world.

When you both separate, Itadori feels drowsy and sleepy. His face fits perfectly on your shoulder as always.

"Goodnight, my favorite person."

[side-writes-fanfics]

Late-night talks || One-shot

Pairing: Ryomen Sukuna x fem!reader

Word count: ≈2000

Genre: it was supposed to be angst but it's really just fluff

Tw: Sukuna is kinda ooc, ngl

Summary: usually, you'd talk to Yuuji during the nights you felt restless but today, it was very much different. One night started a habit that definitely shouldn't have started.

Feel free to leave a or two or more request in my asks!

Masterpost | Asks/Requests

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(Y/N) walked down the long dormitory halls, her insomniac brain refused to allow her to rest after the hard day she’d had. On one hand, it was fantastic, filled with thrill and learning opportunities! On the other, however, the girl had gone through so much intense training and failure that she wanted nothing more than a good night's sleep. And yet, the thoughts in her head flew and a high speed and there was no way in hell that they would stop any time soon. So, as any sane person would do, instead of reading a book or being productive and taking the time to practise some techniques that wouldn’t blow the entire room up, (Y/N) decided to knock on Itadori’s room door and mess his sleep up as well.

Her hands made contact with the wood once. Then quickly twice. Then three times before the door opened to reveal the figure she had been anticipating. Only something seemed a little off. While she wasn’t thinking Itadori would be wearing a shirt as it is the middle of the damn night, the markings on his entire body suggested that it wasn’t Itadori who stood in front of her. Rather, Sukuna had taken over his body for the night and wasn’t planning on leaving the boy alone.

“You really want him to be dead tomorrow, huh?” (Y/N) whispered to the curse, chuckling at the thought of Yuuji not being able to hold his eyes open for long enough to get out of bed, let alone all the “fun” activities Gojo said he had planned for us. Now, you might be wondering why the absolute fuck were you not shaking in your boots at that very moment? I mean, you’re talking to the King of Curses, the man himself. This guy could probably snap you in half with one movement if he wanted to. Well, for one, you had no boots to shake in as you were walking in the stupidest pair of slippers money could buy. Secondly, Sukuna was well aware that if he hurt you, or any of the students of Jujutsu High for that matter, his life would be cut much shorter by the president of the school without any hesitation. Even Gojo couldn’t do anything about it because he cared for you just as much as Itadori. He cared for all of the students the same, no matter how much others thought Yuuji was the only one who got his love. (Y/N), of course, knew this and took advantage of it as much as she could, without pushing the limits and getting herself into danger.

“You’re the one talking, pipsqueak,” Sukuna said, shooting the girl an unamused glare. “Coming in the middle of the night to wake up this brat isn’t much better than what I’m doing.” (Y/N) rolled her eyes, walking past the curse and into Itadori’s room. Sukuna stared at her confused but before he could continue further, (Y/N) cut him off.

“Get in the room and close the door. If Gojo catches me out of my room at this ungodly hour of the night, I’m gonna be dead and if you get caught with me, it isn’t going to be taken lightly by the higher-ups.” The girl made her way over to the bed, making herself comfortable while Sukuna listened to her orders, even though he didn’t want to.

“That sounds like you’re the one who causes all the trouble here and not me.”

(Y/N) smirked, letting out a little chuckle. “And yet, I don’t care about that much.” She propped herself up, now in a sitting position. Sukuna rolled his eyes at her, sitting on the opposite side of the bed.

The two stared at each other in silence. What were you even expecting? Neither of them was used to being in each other’s presence. They barely interacted due to reasons outside of their control. (Y/N) went on missions a lot, barely spending any time in the presence of Itadori. When she did have time to hang out, Sukuna never actually spoke or came out and showed his presence. Sukuna didn’t want to talk because he did enjoy the company and anything he wanted to say at first would have just made her leave. (Y/N) didn’t want to speak up because of her poor social skills. Everything she knew about socialisation, which wasn’t that much, had been thrown out the window by the lack of contact she had with other people. To be frank, even if they sat in silence (Y/N) would have sat there until the moment she was tired. It was better than being alone in her room staring at the ceiling.

“Why’d you even come here in the middle of the night?” Sukuna spoke up, not wanting to leave the room silent. Unlike (Y/N), he hated the silence. He could not take it. When the curse was on his own, whether it be in the form of Itadori or inside of his domain, Sukuna didn’t mind it. He was left alone to his own devices and was able to do as he pleased, but being around another person in complete silence drove him crazy.

“Uh… I couldn’t sleep.” her body positioned herself in a sitting fetal position, resting her head on the top of her knees. “Yuuji lets me come to his room when that happens and we just chat about random things until I feel tired.” Both of them stared at each other, waiting for who was going to speak next. It was hard to keep the conversation going as of now, both of the participants carefully thought about their words as to not upset the other. Still, (Y/N) said something to fill the silence: “What about you? Why are you in control of Yuuji’s body?”

“I felt like it.”

(Y/N) blinked at him, not believing her ears. “That’s… that’s it?” she said in disbelief.

“Are you not satisfied with that answer, pipsqueak?” The man crossed his arms and lifted a brow. The girl crossed her arms as well, pushing her back against the wall behind her. She contemplated once more all the choices she could make at this moment, though, to an outside view, (Y/N) looked as if she was scared to say anything at all. Sukuna’s chuckle broke her out of her contemplative daze. “It’s boring inside of where I am for days upon days upon days. Sometimes I need to feel alive, even if it’s just switching with this brat and walking around his room.”

The girl let out a ‘hm’ sound, nodding to indicate she understood his reasons. Slowly, the two began having normal...ish conversations without the awkward pauses between topic and sentences. They began to slow as if they’ve been long term friends with natural progression. And as all natural progression goes, this became a regular thing. (Y/N) couldn’t sleep more often, Sukuna wanted to walk around the world more often, them talking happened more often. Though, these little meetings in the middle of the night that consisted of senseless trains of thought being put into words stayed secret between just the two of them. Not even Itadori knew that (Y/N) snuck into his room as often as she did. Yuuji knew and welcomed her coming to his room to speak to him when she needed company. There were times where she snuck in and Itadori was in his own body. The girl hated to admit it but she felt sad when she couldn’t speak to the curse inside his body. Indeed, she should have felt ashamed but something just didn’t let her. (Y/N) liked Sukuna’s company. Even with the… talks about not so good things he’s done that were bound to come up at some points in time.

There came a day where (Y/N) realised it. Realised that she, as a jujutsu sorcerer, shouldn’t feel the way she feels about him. He's done so much wrong. Why does it not bother her that much? She stared at the ceiling. Her thoughts haunted her throughout the day, not letting a moment pass without her thinking about it. It was obvious she wasn’t going to sleep tonight. Leaving to go talk to the curse, however, seemed to be a tiny bit paradoxical. Her worries were caused by him. She didn’t want to end the friendship they had built. Then again, was this really for the best? Were the talks really a smart idea? Was continuing to see him and forming an emotional bond going to bring anything but pain and sorrow?

Knock, knock, knock.

‘Who could be knocking on her door at 3 in the bloody morning?’ the girl thought to herself, getting up to answer the door. As soon as she opened it, she mentally slapped herself for being stupid. I mean who else could have it been other than the curse himself.

“I see you’re awake,” he said, “though, you decided not to come and talk to me.” A brow lifted on (Y/N)’s face.

“And you decided to come to me instead, huh?” she smirked at the man, moving to give him space to enter the room. “Have you started caring about me? Have you softened up to little old me?” she poked and teased him, trying to forget what she’d been thinking about moments before. Sukuna entered, only to stop in the middle of the room.

“I need to talk to you about something…” her heart stopped. ‘Shit shit shit and shit.’ her thoughts became quicker and her heart raced as if it were running a marathon she was not ready for. Why would she have said what she said? Was it that she got too comfortable around him. “What you said… about me caring about you…” he paused, trying to find the words to say. (Y/N) looked at him turned away from her, anticipating his next words. “It’s true… I am softer towards you than anyone else. In these past two months you... You’ve made your way to my heart. You make me feel. You make me feel,” he said quietly, fiercely, making (Y/N)’s heart skip a beat or two. He turned towards her, his face more serious than you’d want it to be in this moment. “and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. Now.”

(Y/N) blinked. Absolutely taken aback at his words. “I’m sorry, what?” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. He confessed that he cared about her. That she made him feel a certain way. And yet somehow he’s rejecting her? Nothing makes sense. She didn’t even confess to him and she feels hurt. “I… don’t-”

“Why do I feel like this?” Sukuna cut her off and stared at her, hoping she would solve the problem with a few simple words.

“I- I don’t know why you feel like you do!” she squeaked out, still unsure what was happening, “I mean I don’t even know how you feel.”

“I don’t know either.” (Y/N) paused, lifting her hand towards his. Her eyes flicked towards his, silently asking permission to hold his hand. He squinted at her. For a man who claims to be a genius and has years and years of life experience, his social skills seemed to be lacking when we’re talking about kindness. The girl kept quiet, putting her hand closer. It gently touched his, sending a clearer message of what it was she wanted. Sukuna let out a slight ‘oh’, before embracing her hand into his. Her heart skipped a beat again. She cursed herself silently, understanding that she was feeling the same way as he was.

“What are we going to do, pipsqueak?” Sukuna asked her, confused out of his mind. It was rare that anyone saw him as bewildered as he was right now.

“We’ll… figure it out I guess…” a smile tugged at (Y/N)’s lips. It was terrifying, there’s a lot in their way and a lot of things they have to set straight, but for now, this seemed to be the most they could do.

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