#and thanks for attempting to save your sensei

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𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲 — 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 & 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, this is a dark fic. noncon / chikan, cuckhold ( kinda ), dacryphilia, fingering, geto is a bad, bad man and gojo has potential to be corrupted, age gap ( gojo and geto are significantly older than reader ), forced clothed stimulation, use of the word r*pe, suggested pain kink, all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ requested by anonymous; nonnie, you’re filthy minded and i love it. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

“Aw, poor baby,” Geto croons in your ear, his wicked grin tickling your lobe. you whine and turn away, kneading your shoulders to try and force him off of you, but with your wrists pinned together at the small of your back with one of his much stronger fists, you couldn’t go anywhere. he had you tight to his abdomen, his free hand grasping your face and angling it in a helpless, apologetic Gojo’s direction. “Are you going to cry?”

you sniffle, wincing, and look up at Gojo. he’s in no position to help you, either. surrounded by curses just waiting to pounce if Geto gave the word; even if they would’ve been a piece of cake to take on one at a time, or in pairs, he couldn’t hope to overpower them all, and he wasn’t trying. Geto had made it abundantly clear that to struggle would be the end of you. you knew that, but you still looked to him to rescue you now. after all, he was your mentor, and the strongest sorcerer you’d ever met. surely, he could save you. surely, he could stop this. “Gojo-sensei,” you whisper, twin tears escaping when Geto’s hand traces lower, and forces its way into your uniform top, “help me, please.”

Geto hums with glee, grasping a rough handful of your breast, skewing your top, and listens to you whine. “She’s soft,” you could feel Geto’s lips on your neck, planting hot, cruel bites, before he turns his eyeline to stare at his rival— mock Gojo from behind you. “Want to feel?”

“Suguru.” Gojo warns, his baritone even and soft, as if he’s still talking to his friend and not some maniacal visage of him. he tried to ignore your pitiful whimpering of his name, and the tears glistening on your cheeks as you fight against your assailant, and his icy gaze remained glued on Geto. maybe he knew it was impossible already, but he wanted to bargain with him. “You’re hurting her.”

but Geto scoffs, and pinches each of your nipples hard enough to elicit a squeal, and pulls you upright when you try to double over to escape him. “I know.” he mumbles, before his hand travels south, popping the buttons on your top from the inside until it hangs open, exposing your chest to your mentor. Geto had pulled your bra up to rest against your clavicle, so your breasts were free underneath, and aching from the abuse. you didn’t want to see it, but Gojo’s gaze flickered downward, if only for a moment, and his jaw tightened. “And you’re jealous, aren’t you?” Geto taunts.

“No, I want you to stop.”

“Sure you are,” Geto continues, and grabs your waistband, shoving it downwards. you immediately start to babble and plead with him not to do this, attempting to wrench your arms free. you just wanted to grab your shorts and keep them up, but he wouldn’t let you. unfortunately, all of that struggling made it even easier for him to work your shorts and panties halfway down your thighs, and before you can snap them closed, he cups your sex. “You’ve wanted to do this for a while, haven’t you? Come on, be honest with me, Satoru: just how often have you thought about overpowering this one? Making her cry just like this?” Geto’s open mouth trails along your wet cheek, collecting tears on his tongue, but he smiles at Gojo, “We could rape her together, you know.”

“Stop…” you beg, clamping your thighs tight around his hand, “please, please stop…” you were sobbing, now, sniffling and staring at Gojo. you were half begging to him, too. make it stop. make it stop. make it stop.

Gojo’s teeth grind, and he shifts, and for the first time, you can see a rosé tint to his cheeks. his impossibly aquamarine eyes fall towards his feet, and your own gaze follows. it was blatantly apparent by the tent sticking out from his trousers that he wasn’t entirely against the idea.

or, maybe it was the sound of your crying that’d made him hard.

either thought was frightening to you.

but Geto’s fingers worm their way between your netherlips, stroking along your most sensitive region, coaxing more and more tears and frantic scrambling, teasing your weeping hole by pushing just the very tip of his digit in to watch you snub. Geto looks to Gojo. “I bet you’ve always wondered how tight your beloved pupil is,” he husks, pushing against your entrance, “how wet she gets. I can tell you, she’s fucking soaking my fingers, Gojo.” Geto chuckles, then adds, his face smushed against yours, “The princess is tight, too. We could take turns on her, stick it in and listen to her scream.” you were shaking your head, babbling incessantly under your ragged breath, and he frowns, mocking you, “No?” applying more force, he pushing his forefinger inside and groans to himself when your walls clamp down on the intruder. “We could always shove both our cocks in at the same time. Make your little cunt stretch to take us both.”

Gojo cursed under his breath, hands balled into fists at his sides, but, even as he tried not to look at you, he was stealing glances of your decimation. and getting off on it.

“Gojo-sensei…” you whimper, again, hoping to remind him that you needed help. remind him that he didn’t want to participate in your destruction. you stare at him, horrified and flustered, and when his eyes meet yours, it tells you everything you need to know.

he wouldn’t save you. even if he could.

“He doesn’t want to make me stop,” Geto purrs, kissing at the corner of your trembling lips, “look at him. His cock is hard watching you struggle. He wants to hurt you, too.”

“N—no…!” you gasp when his finger curls, knuckle deep inside of your, “G—Gojo—“

but you stop calling for him, because Geto has ripped his finger free from your body, and uses that hand to grip the back of your neck, pushing you down to your knees with both vices. “You don’t believe me?” he taunts, taking a step, pushing you right along the floor. your knees work, your hands plant their palms against the ground, and you use them to crawl so he doesn’t drag you, inching your way painfully and pathetically towards where Gojo stood. “See for yourself, baby.”

Gojo’s arms twitched at his sides when you’re sat in front of him, but he doesn’t reach to keep Geto from shoving your face against the crotch of his pants. you whimper, muffled, your open mouth smearing over the rough fabric and the firm, sizable muscle trapped beneath it. you could smell his cologne, laundry detergent, and the soap that still clung to his skin from his last shower, but more than that, you could smell the rawness of his arousal attempting to soak through his pants and on to your tongue. you scrunch your nose; but it’s a dizzying scent. Gojo lets out a breathy moan, and you don’t fail to notice how his hips rock forward to rub his hard on against your face. Geto practically howls with laughter, bobbing your head up and down against Gojo’s sheathed cock. “Still think your proud mentor wishes he could save you? Listen to the sounds he’s making, stupid girl. He doesn’t want to save you. If anything, he’s hoping that, when I’m finished, he can have a turn. he wants to fuck you helpless and weak, just like I do.”

“Gojo—“ you try to look up at him, your eyelashes glued together with your tears, your pupils pinned. you didn’t want it to be true, but Gojo couldn’t find the words to deny it. he just moans, one hand falling to rest on the crown of your head, keeping you there.

Geto tilts his head to one side, gripping the back of your neck, “What do you say, old friend?” he teases, shoving you closer, “I can make the little whore choke on your cock while I fuck her senseless.” Gojo looked uncertain, and that horrified you. he was no longer trying to convince Geto not to abuse you, but he was weighing the pros and cons of joining him. Geto saw this, too, and his evil grin etched upwards. “I know you, Satoru,” he assures the other, prying your head back so you could gasp for air and struggle against his grip, but he leans closer to Gojo, “and I can tell you’ve been waiting for a long time for an opportunity to fuck this bitch. Come on, break her with me.”

Gojo looks from Geto, then down to you, his hand falling from the top of your head. for a moment, you thought he would refuse, and you felt a short-lived wave of relief wash over you.

until he snatched at his zipper.

“Sorry, sweetheart.” he mumbles, half hearted, using one hand to hold your chin angled up towards him while the other retrieves his solid cock and pulls it through the gap provided. you seal your lips, pressing them together tight as another round of liquid diamonds rain from your ducts, but Geto blocks you between them, reaching down with both hands to grab your waist and hoist you back on to your feet. as soon as you’re standing, you can feel his own erection against your quivering thighs where he’d taken it out, too, and, keeping one hand tightly gripping your waist, he uses the other flat between your shoulder blades to bend you, until you’re eye level with Gojo’s cock. “You can take it, I know you can.” Gojo was mumbling, probably trying to make the guilt dissipate. “Be good, okay?” he gives your cheek a gentle pat, “I won’t let him make it hurt if you’re good.”

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Professor Crewel! A moment of your time, if I may? How goes the chess matches between you and Professor Trein? You and he mention playing one another regularly. Who currently has more wins? (Or are you neck-and-neck in terms of victories?)

If he doesn’t scare you, no evil thing will.

“Heh, need you ask?” Crewel puffed up proudly, haughtiness slipping into his voice. “Of course, I’m ahead in wins.”

“Now hold on, Crewel-sensei,” Trein protested, his brow creasing. “That is not how I recall it.”

“Well then, your memory must be deceiving you,” he replied snippily.

“My mental acuity is very much still intact, thank you very much,” Trein sniffed. “I’m afraid you’ve allowed arrogance to cloud your perception of reality. I am ahead in the victory count—though you are close behind, so no need for this bashful act. Recognize that it is a feat in of itself to come this close to matching me and humbly accept your loss.”

Crewel’s eyes flashed dangerously. His mouth was a tight-lipped smile. “Excuse me? Perhaps I didn’t hear you correctly, my dear old instructor—but I’m certain that last game was my victory.”

“Impossible. Lucius was there to witness it from start to end, and he can corroborate that the game went to me.”

“Mrrow.” Lucius yawned lazily from his comfortable spot in his master’s arms. He seemed bored with the volleying argument, too acclimated to them now to even bat an eye.

Me too, Lucius, you sighed, on the same wavelength. Me too.

“As if testimony from your familiar is a reliable account!”

“Lucius is plenty reliable.”

“Like hell he is!”

“Language, Crewel-sensei!”

“Bah, you don’t know what you’re talking about!”

Crewel jabbed a crimson cloaked finger at you, the innocent bystander.

“M-Me?!”

“You!” he barked. “We’ll have another round, right here, right now. You’ll serve as the impartial judge. Use your well-trained eyeballs and let us know very clearly who wins.”

Trein frowned. “You’re imposing on them—”

“What?” Challenge rose in Crewel’s voice. “Are you scared and trying to save face? Tsk, tsk, I’d have thought you to be more courageous than this, Trein-sensei.”

The older man’s frown deepened, bordering on a scowl. “I never said I wouldn’t accept, simply that you are being rude to them.”

“You can worry about them later. You should worry about yourself right now. I won’t be holding back!”

“Likewise—and I expect you to apologize after my victory.”

“Won’t happen, because that win is as good as mine.”

“Er, I’ll go and fetch a chess board and playing pieces then,” you awkwardly interrupted, attempting to diffuse the mounting tension. “Wait here one sec! I’ll be right back. Try not to tear each other apart while I’m gone.”

Crewel and Trein silently glared at each other.

“Mrrrow…” Lucius cast you a sympathetic look.

[normal-internet-user]

HI I HAVE A REQUEST

2012 Leo with a gender neutral s/o who would do that really dramatic ‘damsel in distress faint’ only for Leo to catch them and s/o would say something like “my turtle in shining armor!” Or something like that idk. Oneshot if you can and if not headcanons? Also I heard you take emoji anons so would you mind if I was 🕉 anon?

Darling it's what I do! It's what I live for💕 And I welcome you with open arms 🕉 Anon!!

MY HERO

♡~~♡~~♡~~♡~~♡

Summary: Leo saves your dramtic self during a training excersise.

Warnings: None!

Requested: Yep!

GN Reader!

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You sat atop a pile of boxes, swinging your legs back and forth happily.

Master Splinter had decided to train the boy's in proper rescue, and you were playing the hostage. It was their job to get past Splinter and 'rescue' you safely.

"Hajime!"

The boy's charged Splinter, and you giggled as he easily countered their attack.

"Someone save me!" you cried, the back of your hand resting dramatically on your forehead.

"We're trying!" Leo yelled back, he then yelped as he dodged Master Splinter's open palm strike.

Mikey attempted to go around Splinter, and he probably would have been sucessful in saving you what with Splinter distracted by Donnie and Raph, had he not shouted out, "Don't worry, (Name)! I'll save you!"

Master Splinter tripped Mikey with his tail, then flung him across the dojo, causing him to slam into Raph, both falling to the floor.

"Mikey!"

Leo used Splinter's focus on Donnie to his advantage, and like Mikey snuck around his Sensei.

He reached you quietly, and sheathed his katanas, he then motioned for you to jump off the crates, his arms held out to catch you.

You fell backward into his arms, and he caught you with ease. You giggled as you pecked him on the cheek, a light blush covering his face.

"My hero!" You exclaimed, wrapping your arms around Leo's neck, giggling once again as his blush deepened.

"Yame!"

The other three groaned from where they sat on the floor, Leo set you down and the two of you joined them infront of Master Splinter.

"You fought well my son's, but not as a team. It seemed as though you thought this as more of a race." he sighed, "Next time, I want you to work as one. But, other than that, you did well."

Splinter dismissed the lesson, and the five of you left the dojo. Everyone left to do their own thing, leaving you and Leo alone, and after one last peck on the cheek, you spent the rest of the day cuddling with Leo while the two of you watched Space Hero's, thanking him for being your turtle in shining armor.

[harunayuuka2060]

Leona: I don't understand why we're doing this.

Ruggie: Hey, but admit it. It's kind of fun. Not your usual writing your research papers.

Kalim: *yells from afar* Leona! How's your investigation??

Jamil: Kalim, mind your own business. We still need to gather evidence for the mystery they tasked us.

Kalim: But our stories need to be aligned, right?

Jamil: *facepalm* Yes and no. Sensei specifically asked that we do our own task and once we're done, we shouldn't bother the others.

Kalim: Aww...

Leona and Ruggie: ...

Leona: This is going to be chaotic.

Ruggie: Yep. Definitely.

Riddle: Hmm...

Riddle: This is not adding up!

Jade: The alibis have to make sense for them to work.

Azul: You need to do your job right because we're going to re-enact that.

Floyd: I like being the suspect.

Malleus: What are you all doing?

Them: AH!

Riddle: Oh. It's you, Malleus-senpai.

Azul: We're currently solving a mystery.

Malleus: Mystery? Like solving them?

Floyd: Hm... Not exactly. You see, MC-sensei asked us to do one of the steps.

Jade: And ours should be in line with the others.

Malleus: Hm. I didn't know mysteries could be solved like that.

Azul: Floyd and I will be the actors showing how the mystery worked.

Azul: While Riddle and Jade are tasked to arrange the alibis and select which ones are plausible.

Malleus: *nods* I see. May I sit in to your class to watch?

Riddle: Well, MC-sensei wouldn't mind the least. So yes, you could.

MC: *chuckles* I'm quite excited for this. Are you feeling the same, sophomores?

The sophomores: Hell, yes!!!

MC: *laughs* *then noticed Malleus* Oh! We have a third-year here! Hello, Mr. Draconia~!

Malleus: I apologize for not asking you first before I came here, sensei.

MC: No worries! You've asked Mr. Rosehearts. That should be fine.

Riddle: ...

Riddle: How—

MC: Now, I believed everyone have completed their tasks. Let's see how your stories would be aligned.

Malleus: *has been cackling since he came back from Professor MC's class*

Lilia: Malleus? Malleus? Care to share what happened?

Malleus: It was hilarious.

Lilia: *pouts* Just tell me already.

Silver: You can ask me, father. I was there too.

Lilia: Alright. So what happened?

Silver: We were tasked to complete a mystery. We completed each a step and we started off good. Leona and Ruggie provided what was the mystery within the situation and who were likely the suspects.

Silver: Sensei applauded them, but that was when the chaos started.

Silver: The second step up to the last didn't match with what Leona and Ruggie's group provided.

Silver: The only saving grace we had was when Floyd and Azul managed to guess how the victim died.

Malleus: Rosehearts' team had guessed that it was due to a powerful curse and the reason behind it was jealousy, however— *starts laughing again*

Silver: It was only a huge misunderstanding. The suspects were guilty of attempted murder for trying to poison the victim's food. But the victim...

Silver: ...

Malleus: *still laughing*

Silver: Just died from choking...

Silver: After eating a huge meatball.

Lilia: ...

Lilia: Wow.

Malleus: And the meatball wasn't even poisoned—

Crowley: Professor MC, the third-years are now requesting for you to be their teacher as well.

MC: Hmm... That's too sudden.

Crowley: Mr. Draconia has shown some interests in your class which is a really good thing.

MC: Hehe~ Headmage, since my workload seems to be increasing... Does that mean I'm getting a raise?

Crowley: ...

Crowley: How much do you want?

MC: My mom's birthday is next week and I badly want to treat her to something fancy.

Crowley: Er... Double?

MC: Yes. Thank you~.

[traffic-light-eyes]

They say love is the best medicine. Kai has never once believed that; how could love, a mere concept, help? He couldn't understand.

When he scraped his knee as a kid, did his absent mother kiss it better? No. When he burnt his hand forging a sword, did his father clean him up? No. Love is nothing but a nuisance, a petty attempt at making something out of nothing.

He knows this. He knows this, but why does he make those attempts for his little sister, Nya? Why does he have to kiss he wounds, to clean her up, to love her? Why can't he help it?

Kai all but drops everything for her. She can not turn out like him: jaded, ruinous, unloving. He won't let it happen. He'll teach her love, a concept he could never quite grasp. He'll learn it, fake it. All for her. His baby sister.

Love doesn't heal. It doesn't have magical powers that instantly cure an illness. Love doesn't heal.

When he sits alone in the bounty, stressed and upset, he has no medicine to fix it. His arms ache from the endless training he forces himself to endure; he has to get stronger for Nya. He has to. But it hurts. He finds his body isn't what all that aches.

A deep devastating ache resides in his chest. Heartache. He has no medicine for this. He can't fix this. He can't he can't he can't. He's so useless-can't save his sister; can't protect that stupid brat, Lloyd; and he certainly can't solve his own damn issues. Useless.

He feels the warmth next to him before he feels the hand on his back. He won't look. Another hand joins the first. His head is cradled against a chest, one hand holding the nape of his neck gently, the other his lower back.

He cries for the first time in a while.

It isn't fair. It isn't fair. It isn't fair.

"I know," Cole whispered, a gravelly rumble grounding him in the moment. Kai hadn't even realized he had been speaking. "I know, Kai. Just let it out. FSM knows you deserve it."

He cries. Sobs. His body jerks with each moment, breath hitching, limbs clutching onto the nearest surface.

It takes a while, but he calms down. His face stays in the crook of Cole's neck, soft puffs of air giving him goosebumps. In a normal situation, Kai would yell at Cole for touching his hair, but in this moment, Kai practical purrs at the soft, gentle carding of his recently washed hair.

When he finally gets his voice back, it crackles like a vintage radio, but he speaks. "How did you know I was here?"

"I didn't."

"Oh," Kai said dumbly, "Then why are you here?"

"Well, I wouldn't just walk away after seeing you like an abandoned puppy-dog."

Kai scoffs, removing himself from Cole's warmth. "I didn't ask for your help."

"I know."

"I didn't need it. I would've been fine."

"I'm sure you would've."

"Then why the heck did you stay?" Was he pressing too much? He shouldn't ruin a good thing. Why did he say that? Oh, fsm, he should really learn when to shut his big mouth.

"I think I told you already," Cole joked, "but I could be wrong."

Kai scoffed again. He pinched Cole's elbow with a glare.

"Yowch!" Cole jerked away, slightly laughing while rubbing his injured elbow. "Okay, okay, I yield."

Kai pushed himself further away. He doesn't know if he wants to hear this. He knows what's coming: 'Oh Kai, you just looked so sad and pathetic, and I'm such a great perfect person, so I just had to come and help you out! But since you're so weak, I'll have to talk to Sensei Wu about kicking you out. Sorry, not sorry!'

"Kai, we haven't known each other for long. Barely a month or two, really. But I've come to care for you. And that includes caring for you when you're upset like today."

Huh.

"You're part of the team now. We take care of one another. We love each other. Yes, even when Jay eats the last pancake."

Huh.

"Kai? Are you good? You haven't blinked in the past two minutes."

His body jerks, face flushing. "I'm fine, thanks."

"Alright," Cole laughs. "I'll see you soon, then. I'm gonna go grab whatever delicious food Zane is cooking up right now."

"Yeah," Kai said, "see you soon."

He leaves. Huh.

Love is stupid and useless. He doesn't remember the last time he felt it. But with the warmth of Cole's embrace lingering and his face still flushed, he can't seem to remember why that mattered.

He feels better. He used no ointment or pill, but he feels better. Love. Love was his medicine.

[raamitsu]

Umemiya Hajime, 14 years old young boy, dreamt to unite every students of Furin High and townsfolks together. I'll make this short since I can get very emotional when writing a post, sadly.

Referring to my previous post, a nine years old Ume went through a lot of unresolved feelings; and the most obvious one was definitely where he blamed himself for the accident that he did not expected nor caused. Fate is known to intertwine people not just through pleasure of life but also hardship, and he met his; kids from the orphanage, the man named Yuki who managed the orphanage and a student from Furin High which his identity was unknown - recognized Yuki as his "sensei".

Again, his fate intertwined with the student as he attempted to commit suicide for the second time, as his first attempt failed to take his life away. This was where his life began to gain its value. To be honest, it was a relieved turnover because Ume might not be existed as the current representative of Bofurin if he jumped off without the student to watch over or the townsfolks + Yuki to search for him. When reading from a reader's POV, you will realize that this situation is what you call "the little things that matters" ; to preserve and protect the life of innocent people. (Rings a bell, isn't it? Hehe.) It is also to gain your sympathy and empathy as a human being.

For the last five years, he had finally letting go of the guilt that chained him down, overcame his trauma and successfully built a strong bond with everyone at the orphanage (he even addressed himself as "onii-chan" which means "big brother" 😭) and became a 14 years old teen who had a big smile on his face and extremely cheerful - as we have also seen in the earlier chapters.

Back to the first paragraph, his goal was to connect the student of Furin and townsfolks together - in order to create an atmosphere filled with harmony and peace among themselves. This goes back to where he was saved by the same student from the same school he went into and the people from the orphanage who did not give up on him. Even when he has lost his parents' everlasting love and care through a tragedy, both of it were then extended through them. Therefore once again, Ume had regained the two things he has lost and decided to extend those with the others - thus create a place (or you can say a safe space) where "everyone can be happy together" regardless of who you are.

Man, Umemiya really has changed into a completely fine young man *sobs* Through a faithful and constant actions, he finally achieved it in a year after Furin was reunited.

Oh crap- unfortunately this post has gotten too long though I've said otherwise so that's it ^^ Thank you for patiently reading my thoughts.

[lacontroller1991]

Whumptober Day 1: Johnny Lawrence

Main Master List || Whumptober Master List

DAY 1: Drugging/Sick/Poisoned (Sub: Bloody Knuckles)

Summary: You got in a fight for your life and the only thing you could think about is going to the comfort of your sensei, unknowing of your wounds.

WARNINGS: Blood, open wounds, ILLUSION TO ATTEMPTED S.A

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You don’t know where you’re going. You don’t know what day it is. You don’t know whether it’s sunny or raining and you don't know what time it is. All you know is that your feet subconsciously carry you to the door of the man who had inadvertently saved your life. Letting out a shaky sigh, you slowly raise your fist, hoping that he’s home. Knocking against the wooden door, you wince from the pain, looking down at your knuckles and seeing red everywhere.

Too engrossed in your thoughts, you don’t realize when the door opens, revealing your sensei on the other side, confused as to why you showed up at his door. “(Y/N)?” Your name being called snaps you out of your thoughts as you look up at Johnny, your lip quivering slightly before you launch yourself into him, grabbing onto his shirt and sobbing into the fabric. In confusion and concern, Johnny guides you through his door before shutting it, letting you cling to him. “What’s going on?” 

“I- I was walking home from class- and- these guys came from nowhere. I had to-” you choke, sniffling, ignoring the way your fists burn. “I had to defend myself.” Johnny doesn’t need a full explanation to get the gist of what had transpired. Looking down, he winces at your busted, bloody knuckles. Despite the situation, he is glad that you were able to utilize what he has taught you to defend yourself, afterall, that’s what it’s for.

“Ok, ok. Let’s get them cleaned up,” he comments softly, guiding you to his bathroom and sitting you down on the toilet. He rushes to the medical cabinet, grabbing some alcohol wipes, bandages and hydrogen peroxide before returning to your side, kneeling in front of you. “This is gonna hurt. Is that ok?” 

You nod silently, holding out your hands to him, not really saying anything. You watch as he gently takes your hands in his, wiping away the dried blood with some alcohol and revealing your busted knuckles. You slightly flinch away from him as he pours hydrogen peroxide and he immediately pulls away, looking up at you in concern. 

“Are you ok?”

You nod your head, tears having subsided to hiccups. “Yeah, sorry, I’m still shaken.”

“Don’t apologize. I know that even if you have the tools to protect yourself it still doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s terrifying. I hate that you had to use them.” His voice is sincere as you allow him to retake your hands, lightly dabbing the peroxide onto the wounds. In the dojo, Johnny is intimidating and can come off as scary, but when you get to know him, he really cares about each and every student. “I remember when I lost the All Valley tournament back in ‘84 my sensei had placed me in a chokehold. I was so terrified that even though I was really good at karate, it didn’t mean anything in that moment. It really says something about your strength that you fought through that fear,” his words are more comforting than you thought they would be as he finishes wrapping up your knuckles. “Do you want to go to the police? Get those bastards behind bars?”

You shake your head, a small smile on your face. “Even though my knuckles are fucked up, you should see them.” Johnny smiles in response, standing to his full height and offering you a hand, helping you up.

“I don’t doubt it. You’re one hell of a fighter. Do you need a ride home?” 

“Can I stay here for a little?” Johnny is slightly confused as to why you would want to stay at his place but he doesn’t make a comment on it. Instead, he moves to his kitchen and pulls out two Coors Banquets, handing one to you. 

“Yeah, that’s fine.” You nod in thanks, taking a seat on the couch next to him as he turns on his tv. The both of you watch in silence for a few minutes before you turn to look at him. 

“Hey sensei?”

“Yeah?”

“Thank you. Without you teaching me, I don’t want to know what could’ve happened to me.” 

“I’m just glad that the lessons were useful and that you can protect yourself.” He smiles in return, taking a sip from his beer. You nod in response, taking a sip of your own beer as you internally thank yourself for walking into Cobra Kai that one day that changed your life. 

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[todoroki-waifu]

Super late, but this is from the poll results! Thank you again to those who voted. :)

Itadori x Reader

Warning: Gender neutral reader, a small, slightly suggested part, and cursing.

Scenario: How Itadori shows he really cares for you.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,896

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You returned from your two day mission late that evening, exhausted and sore. You also didn't recover from the previous missions that were given to you prior to the one you just came back from. Because of your abilities and the rising numbers of high grade curses, you were needed more frequently. You either went solo or in a group, but lately it's just been you.

"Good morning, everyone." A yawn is laced with your greeting as you walk  towards the entrance of the dormitories. The others were training, but stopped when they saw you.

"Good morning? It's already evening!" Itadori straightens up from his defensive stance to rush over to you.

"__(y/n)! It's been forever!" Kugisaki beats Itadori and has her arms wrapped around your body.

"I know, I've been a bit busy with these assignments." You returned her embrace.

"I'm gonna yell at Gojo-sensei for taking you away from me. I'm getting hives from being around these two monkeys for so long." She jests as Fushiguro sends her a glare while Itadori raises a brow.

"You might have to hold on just a bit longer. I'm leaving again tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Already?" Itadori was starting to agree with Nobara about scolding their white haired sensei.

"Yeah, but it's at night! Hopefully it'll just be a one day kind of thing."

"I hope so! Anyway, go get settled. We're finished here then we're gonna make some hot pot."

You nod at the three of them, agreeing to join them later once you finish taking a shower and changing into comfortable and intact clothes. Yuji leaves Megumi and Kugisaki to walk with you back inside.

"You sure you're gonna be okay going tomorrow?" He then grabs your bag and belongings, offering to hold them for you. You attempt to get them back, but Yuji wants to help. Even if it's something as tiny as this.

"Yeah, I mean...I don't really have a choice, but even if I did, I'd still take it. There's people in danger so I want to do this."

"You're over exhausting yourself." He frowns at the consequences your body may potentially suffer.

"I'll be fine. Promise." You give him a smile as you make your way towards your room. Once in front of your dorm, that was when you both departed to get ready for dinner.

You're gathered on one table with a boiling pot of soup and various ingredients scattered around. You thanked those who prepared it since none of them allowed you to help and instead encouraged you to rest. A few minutes into dinner and your body was starting to crave sleep.

"Whoa, hey, you okay?" Itadori sees your head in an alternating up and down motion with your eyes fluttering and bowl almost tilting forward. He puts down his own bowl to stabilize yours as you finally lift your head up.

"Sorry! I just got so tired suddenly."

"We can save you some if you want to go to bed." Megumi suggests and you shake your head.

"I'm hungry, too. Wish there was a way I could both eat and sleep at the same time." You tried to rub the sleepiness from your eyes.

"Oi, why don't you feed them? They can barely hold their bowl. Help them out." Nobara points her chopsticks at Yuji.

"M-me?!" A red tint develops across his face.

"Duh, of course you! You're the one sitting next to them."

Itadori grabs your utensil and dish, picking up some noodles before telling you that he'd assist feeding you.

"You mean I can close my eyes and eat? Perfect!" You turn your body to face Itadori with your eyes shut and mouth open to accept some food. Itadori's blush only deepened and he could feel his blood was being directed elsewhere.

"Oh my God!" He shouts suddenly, earning confused stares from his friends.

"What happened?" You ask and Itadori shakes his head.

"No-nothing. Sukuna was just being...funny."

"Fuck you, kid. You know you were thinking the same thing." A toothy grin appears on his right cheek, making Itadori yell at the cursed spirit residing in him.

"He's having a moment...Fushiguro, you go feed __(y/n)." Your brown haired friend elbows the shikigami user and he starts to stand up.

"N-no! I got it. Just give me a sec." The pink haired boy was able to quiet a laughing Sukuna before focusing on you. You went back to your previous position and Itadori had to bite down on his tongue to fight off another blush. He thought back on how tired and hungry you were which redirected his concentration.

Yuji made sure that the food wasn't too hot or too big for you to bite on. He kept a steady pace and managed to find a way to feed himself in between. After a few more bites and enjoying being fed by your crush, you took back your bowl. It was fun to see his reaction, but found it sweet at how determined he was that you fulfilled your nutritional intake for the day.

Once everyone was satisfied with warm and full bellies, you attempted to wash the dishes. Again, none of them allowed you and Kugisaki sent Itadori to bring you upstairs.

"You should get some rest." He starts leading you to your room.

"Not yet! I've missed you!" You immediately swerve in front of him then your eyes widen at what you just said. "A-and Nobara! And Megumi, too! I haven't hung out with you guys in a long time."

"Well, Kugisaki and Fushiguro are gonna head to bed early since they leave for a mission in the morning. Mine isn't until the afternoon so I can hang out with you if you don't mind just me?"

"Of course, not! I love hanging out with you. C'mon." You grabbed his hand, dragging him to your room. You both occupied your bed, you leaning against the headboard while Itadori was laying sideways on the foot of your bed.

Within a few minutes while Itadori was catching you up on the past few weeks, you were nodding off again until you plopped on the bed. The pink haired vessel wasn't offended, instead was relieved that you finally accepted some sleep.

He carefully maneuvers you into a better position, covering you up to your shoulders with your blanket. As he adjusts the pillow under your head, he frowns at the number of bandages and bruises on your person. He then exits the room after turning off the lights, pulling out his phone to dial his teacher's number.

"Itadori? What's up?"

"Please let me take __(y/n)'s mission."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"I know they have one tomorrow night. Let me take that instead and switch theirs with mine."

"Why?" Gojo asks after a brief pause.

"Be-because I...I just..they've been, you know and I just-" He stutters, face and ears becoming warm. "Just let us switch! Please, sensei."

The white haired male exhales loudly before explaining the details of the case. "This is going to be a difficult one for you, Itadori. Based on __(y/n)'s abilities and technique, they could finish the job in 3 days, but for you, 6 days. Are you prepared for that?"

He had no idea that there was such a difference between yours and his fighting levels. Itadori was going to need to catch up so you didn't leave him behind or worse, be a burden to you.

"Yes. I'll take it. Do I need to wait until tomorrow? Can't I just go now?" Itadori had the energy and resolve plus if it was going to take him 6 days, maybe he could cut it down if he starts now.

"I don't see why not, but be aware that even if you leave now, you're only shaving off maybe...half a day earlier. Anyway, pack your things. I'll send a ride for you in 20 minutes."

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It's been almost a week since you last saw Itadori and when you noticed the changes to your assignments. They've become lighter and you were able to finally work with Megumi and Nobara again. You also found out that Itadori had swapped missions with you and you were anxiously waiting for him to return so you could question why.

As you sit on the front steps of the dorm, you see a familiar white and pink haired teacher and student. You're the only one to greet them since Nobara went shopping and Megumi was visiting his sister.

"Yuji! You're all beat up." He sees concern swimming in your __(e/c) eyes.

"I'm okay, promise! That curse was a tough one, but I did it!"

"I heard what you did. Why did you switch our missions? Were you afraid that I couldn't handle it?"

"Wha-no! That's not it at all!" Itadori fidgets in his spot, trying to explain it in a way that doesn't devalue your sorcery skills. Behind Itadori, you see Gojo a few feet away, laughing quietly at the boy who was in love with you. Your teacher makes an outline of a heart with two fingers then points at Itadori.

Ah, now you understand.

"I didn't think that you couldn't handle it. I just felt like you were being overworked and I wanted to help you. I wanted to relieve at least a bit of your workload because you deserve some rest, too. And you know, teamwork makes the dream work...ahehe..."

Gojo slaps a hand over his blindfold, shaking his head at Itadori's missed opportunity to tell you exactly how he felt. But you already knew what he was trying to say. Maybe it was time for you to make yours a bit more obvious.

"Thank you, Yuji." You take one step towards him, aiming your lips to his cheek. Instead of feeling a soft, somewhat flat surface, another pair of lips touch yours. You gasped, pulling away as you realized that you had kissed Sukuna's mouth and not Yuji's cheek.

"Sukuna!! What the hell?!" Yuji places his hand over the side of his face, covering the cursed spirit.

"Hey now, I did most of the work so I should be getting some kind of reward, too."

"Well, thank you, Sukuna, for all your hard work." You cut off their bickering and you move to the other side of Yuji's cheek. However, a mouth and eye were staring at you, showing off a toothy grin. Before Yuji yells at the King of Curses, you press your lips to his, finding that it was a safe place where Sukuna couldn't appear.

You removed yourself after a few seconds, giving Yuji a sweet smile. "You should probably shower and change. I'll make you some food. It's tiring after a long mission."

"S-sure!" He nods then jogs to the dorm entrance, but immediately stops to turn back to you. He plants a quick kiss to your lips this time, a big grin decorating his face as he walks back to his room.

You giggle at the extra energy Yuji has in his stride, happy that he returned to you in one piece and with a surprise. Gojo comments about how both of them are going to be a handful, but you knew that already. You love all of Yuji, even the King of Curses that resides in him.

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Demons and Unicorns | {SabiGiyuu}

PICTURES AREN'T MINE IDK IF I MADE THAT CLEAR HELP 😭obv bc the art styles are so different but whtv

Theme: Fluff (let's pretend the picture isn't angsty-)

Giyuu woke up with a start, sweating, crying. "No.. no no no no no," he mumbled, hyperventilating.

"Giyuu? Wh.. what happened?" Sabito muttered, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. 

"I.. you.. you and Tsutako.. and Urokodaki-sensei died.. I was too slow.. I.. I couldn't save you.. they tortured you and.. killed you.. Urokodaki-sensei was already dead.. I... he.." Giyuu sobbed, trying to explain.

"It was just a nightmare, Giyuu, don't worry. I'm here, I'm okay. Urokodaki-sensei is in the other room. You're okay. Who is 'they'?" Sabito said, completely ruining the comfort he was giving by asking that.

"Demons.. there was five.. too many.. I couldn't even kill one.. I was too slow.." Giyuu continued, clutching onto Sabito's arm.

"Hey, It's okay! You're okay! Okay??" Sabito repeated. He was alright with pep talks, but comforting when Giyuu was in this much stress? Nah, he couldn't do it. "Uh.. we're alright! I promise!"

"There was blood everywhere.. too much.. on.. on me.. all.. all over.." Tears streamed down Giyuu's cheeks as he tried to calm down. His breath only grew more rapid as he tried. His body shook and he leaned onto Sabito for support.

The peach haired male sat awkwardly, unsure what to do. "I'm.. still here? Don't worry, uhm.. it's okay!" he said again, wishing he was better at this. "Look, you're strong and you can do anything! And you always say I'm strong, right? So I can protect you!"

"No.. but.. you died.. they killed you.. You couldn't move.." Giyuu mumbled, shaking his head. "You died.."

"I'm not dead yet, right! Ahaha.." Sabito forced a nervous laugh.

"Yet!!" the younger one cried out, sobbing harder. "Yet.."

Sabito sighed, patting Giyuu's back. "No, but.. we're okay now, and we're going to live the best we can. Right? We'll do our best through the years we live!! It's okay!! You're okay, I'm okay, we're all okay!!"

Giyuu hiccuped, still crying. He buried his face in the crook of Sabito's neck, trying to breathe slowly. In a desperate attempt to make it better, Sabito quickly said randomly, "The— The unicorns will.. uh.. chase away the demons and make everything better with their magic!! I swear!!" 

Giyuu paused, confused. He looked up and his eyes met the lavender ones staring back at him. "What?"

"They'll.. use their magic horns to.. uh.. kill the demons and save us all!!"

Giyuu let out a half-laugh half-sob. "Sabito! They aren't real! And even then, you guys had already died."

"Yeah well, we didn't think demons were real before!! Who knows? Maybe unicorns are real!!" Sabito insisted. 

"Sure.."

"And they can use their magic to bring.. uh., bring me and your sister and Urokodaki-sensei back to life! Okay?" Sabito grinned, hugging Giyuu.

"Mm, mhm," Giyuu agreed, incredulously. "You're funny, Sabito."

"Thank you! Ooh, I'm sure they would prance around the room and scare away the demons," Sabito added, trying to get Giyuu to forget about his nightmare. It worked, because the raven laughed and shook his head. 

"Oh Sabito," he giggled, pushing him away. "You're being riduculous."

"Well! You like it!" Sabito insisted.

"Mhm, sure."

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean??" Sabito huffed.

"Nothing~!" Giyuu said, smiling widely. 

Sabito smiled back. He was glad Giyuu was no longer crying. It was hard to see him like that. Made him want to break down as well sometimes. Jokes always made it easier though. Almost always.

The door opened and Urokodaki poked his head in. "What are you two doing up so late? It must be, like, 2am! Go back to sleep!"

The two quickly apologized and Giyuu cuddled back into his covers. Sabito got up. "I'm going to go get some water, be right back!!"

"Okay!"

Urokodaki followed Sabito out. "What happened?" he asked, once they were out of earshot.

"Giyuu had a nightmare. I didn't know what to say, so I told him that unicorns were going to save us," Sabito shrugged, getting a cup and filling it with water.

"That's- That's ridiculous and genius. Did it work?"

"Yeah, that's why we were laughing." He took a sip of water then set it down.

"Oh I'm glad. He seems to be having less nightmares than before, but still.." Urokodaki fussed, looking worried. After all, they had never been just his students. He'd viewed every single child he took in as his own, caring for them like he was their father.

"Mhm. Oh! What if you dressed up as a unicorn to surprise Giyuu tomorrow? Isn't it nearing his birthday?" Sabito suggested, his eyes lighting up.

"WHAT?? I am not going to dress up as a unicorn!" Urokodaki shook his head. "Why would you even suggest that?"

"Don't you want to make him happyyy??" Sabito insisted.

"Yes but-"

"Great! I'll wake up early and get you one! Thank you, bye!" Sabito said, holding back laughter. 

Urokodaki sighed, annoyed, but slightly amused as well. "They're still children.."

Sabito did get Urokodaki a unicorn costume. It was white and had bring neon rainbow colors. Overall, it was.. uncomfortable.  Extremely. 

Giyuu woke up a little later than usual. He expected to be reprimanded for it but when he looked around, he just saw Sabito with a tray of breakfast, looking amused. 

"Sabito? Huh?" Giyuu was confused, to say the least. 

"Nothing, nothing!! Here, have this," Sabito said, pushing the tray of food to him.

"Oh! Thanks," Giyuu smiled, starting to eat. 

Suddenly, Sabito burst into laughter, much to Giyuu's confusion. "Huh?"

"L-Look behind you!" he choked between laughs.

Giyuu did and nearly fell over when somebody came running in, dressed up as a unicorn. "SABITO-? WHAT?-" he squeaked, giggling.

"I-IT'S.." Sabito pressed a hand to his chest. "Urokodaki-sensei..!" he laughed.

Giyuu shook his head, his smile growing. "No.. you didn't-"

"Take off the hood!!" Sabito insisted.

Giyuu got up and went to the 'unicorn'. He patted it's head then took it off, stepping back when he found Urokodaki's head poking out of the costume. He burst into laughter again and Sabito did as well, causing Urokodaki to chuckle. 

"I guess the unicorns are going to save us, after all!" 

{Word count: 986}

GOOFY AHH STORY IDEA I HAD RANDOMLY!! DON'T ASK. THE LAST PART WAS JUST BC IT WAS SHORT ASF SO I ADDED A LITTLE MORE :P

LY ALL, BYE BYE<33

[stickywhiteash]

Dumbass (Lesson Learned) || Kakashi x Reader

Takes place right after Naruto Shippuden: Will of Fire movie. Recommended to watch or get the plot of it

Warnings: death and suicide mention, bit of angst Word Count: (1,038)

One would think that coming back from an assignment your worries would be over and done with for at least a day. You’d turn in your papers, go home, rest/recover, then go on another mission.

No.

The news you heard on your way back was “Kakashi Hatake has defected. Do not go after him.” A possible war breaking out between the villages was also looming over people’s heads.

Lady Tsunade was last seen by the border of Sunagakure and Konohagakure, weapons drawn and ready to strike just in case.

Upon arriving home, you did some more information gathering. The real reason why your boyfriend had left was because he decided the best course of action was to suicide bomb the enemy. Some comrades told you that recent news said the village nearly avoided the crisis by the skin of their teeth. Details on how are still pending as neither the Hokage or the other shinobi have come back yet.

Oh how lucky the silver haired shinobi’s best friend is still out on a long mission during the whole disaster. The man would have been shaken like a cocktail while being berated with a megaphone mouth nonstop for hours.

After a long day of wandering the streets, off in the distance, you spot everyone who attempted to stop Naruto and Sakura from saving Kakashi approach the gate. Your jaw clenches. His chakra signature was missing, but Naruto’s is there. You walk up, greeting all the kids forcing a smile. Everyone looked okay for the most part, but tired. Proud, but exhausted. It was when the sea of teens parted that your smile dropped.

Kakashi once again, barely able to walk due to his chakra almost completely depleted. On either side of him are his students helping him up. When his eye locks on to yours and the fabric of his mask wrinkles, signaling the man is giving you a sheepish smile.

Lava coursed through your veins. Your hands ball up into a fist besides your hips. Every muscle screamed to have you step forward and give him a knuckle sandwich. Release your inner Sakura. As much as you want to, you hold your ground.

“You know, for a genius, a goddamn prodigy, you’re an absolute fucking dumbass to pull a stunt like that!”

He chuckles, not saying anything. Whatever you had to yell at him was justified. God it’s embarrassing to have his partner reprimand him in front of a crowd. His students and friends no less.

“You really messed up, Kakashi-sensei.”

“I told you so, Kakashi-sensei, believe it.”

“Wow senpai, you and your partner's bond is really deep.”

“Yes, yes..”

A sigh makes its way past your lips, “I can take him to the hospital from here you two.”

“Are you sure?”

“Mhm. Go on ahead. You don’t need this old fart slowing you down. And Naruto~”

He flinches from his name being sung. The blonde makes eye contact, a bit of fear present in those bright blue eyes.

“Y-yeah?,” he responds, preparing himself to be scolded as well due to disobeying orders.

“Thank you for bringing him back. I’ll treat you to some ramen once you’re feeling better”

“HELL YEAH. I’m holding ya to it, believe it!”

The crowd scatters and you’re left half carrying your beloved to the same destination as the others to get patched up.

Minutes pass by in uncomfortable silence.

Should he apologize? Explain himself? Stay silent? Tell a tone deaf joke? What to say to you in this awkward time. Unsure of what words to give you, Kakashi settles on squeezing your shoulders as tight as he can. It’s not a lot considering his current condition but noticeable.

“You know I’m mad at you.”

Kakashi grunts in acknowledgment.

“But I’m more relieved that you made it back home.”

His muscles relax, putting more weight on you.

“I gotta ask. Are you.. feeling suicidal again?”

A cold black eye looks at you. A sharp pain shoots through Kakashi’s heart.

“No,” he whispers, “I promise. This wasn’t like that.”

“I see. Then why? Why resort to that? I looked home, there was no note. Nothing. Were you just going to leave me like that? They said you walked out the village in the middle of the night without a word.”

Each word wavered as it left your lips. He could tell you were trying to stay strong. Refusing to allow your legs to turn jello in order to make it to your destination. You choke down your tears.

That’s why he didn’t leave a message.

To write the truth and have you blame yourself for not coming home earlier and talk him out of the ridiculous plan that he came up. He couldn’t have that.

It pained him to imagine you crying and holding yourself responsible for something that was his own idea and apparently avoidable.

If Kakashi had died and the plan still failed, the guilt would have eaten you into nothing.

His breath hitched upon the thought.

You were supposed to hear the same reason that everyone else would have gotten. Lady Tsunade sent Kakashi Hatake to his death to save the village. It’s not a better alternative but the burden of blame you’d put upon yourself wouldn’t be as much had it been his own idea.

“I thought there was no other options. Clearly I was wrong. Can’t really promise it won’t happen again. I do apologize that I didn't say anything. I should've left something for you.”

You sigh. Of course he can’t promise something like that. Such things just come with the lifestyle. It’s the thought that counts, you suppose.

“It’s good you taught your students well. Despite that, you know. You abandoned that lesson for the village. Old habits die hard, it seems.”

“Yeah, tried to shoulder all of the responsibility and left my comrades behind—“

“When you didn’t have to! You have people to lean on.”

“Har, har.”

“I’m being serious, Mr. Hatake.” Your head shakes in disapproval. “Well, you clearly learned your lesson. I won’t talk your ear off anymore. Gai can do that for me when he comes back.”

“Actually, can you keep it a secret—“

“Absolutely not. Face the consequences of your actions.”

[animeomegas]

Naruto Pup Shenanigans

Sasuke’s daughter: I hate Aki from school! He pulled my hair today! Next time I see him I’m going to knock out his teeth! 

Alpha: Hey now, that’s not the answer. If someone is mean to you, you need to tell your sensei or us and we can sort it out, okay? Violence isn’t helpful amongst allies, whether you like them or not. Right, Sasuke? 

Sasuke: *unsheathing his sword* What’s his family name?

...

Academy sensei: “-and Lord Seventh bravely stepped in and saved the village, allowing time for-” 

Naruto’s son: “Pfft, he can’t even find matching socks most days, but whatever.” 

Sensei: “What was that? Do you have something you want to share with the rest of the class?” 

Naruto’s son: “Huh? Sure! I said Lord Seventh can’t find matching socks most days. And last night I saw him throw his laundry into the toilet instead of the wash basket because he was really tired.... Hey, what if that’s where half his socks are going? They’re getting eaten by the toilet so-” 

Sensei: *visibly shaking in an attempt to hold back laughter* “Thank you, that’s enough! Please pay attention to the lesson.”

...

Neji’s daughter: “Uncle Shika! 😇” 

Neji: “Thanks for agreeing to watch her last minute. There’s been an emergency situation and no one else is free.” 

Shikamaru: “Sure... How hard could it be?” 

later

Neji’s daughter: Listen here you rat bastard, if you don’t let me have another cookie, I’ll tell my dad you told me what dildos are.” 

Shikamaru: 😦😡

...

Itachi’s son: *after overhearing a conversation and misunderstanding Sasuke’s cockblocking era* Uncle Sasuke... Is it true you didn’t want me to be born? 🥺”

Sasuke: *Panicking at the gathering tears* What!? No! Not like that! I- I just-” 

Itachi’s son: *starting to wail* “Uncle Sasuke hates me!”

Sasuke: “Brother!! Your child is leaking! Help!”

...

[imagionationstation]

WELL, SINCE THE LAST ONE WENT OVER WELL, LET’S HAVE ANOTHER FAV SCENE-

“Aw, man! What am I going to do? Save April and Mr. O’Neil? But what about Master Splinter?”

HE THINKING OF HIS OWN DADDY TOO! NOT JUST PUTTING APRIL’S FIRST- WAIT! Has Splinter been a part of his plan this whole time?! Does this mean that he hasn’t been working tirelessly just for April, but for his own father too? Sure, getting his crush back and fixing his mistake was a big part of the plan, but this kid clearly has his heart set on curing both. DONNIE, MY DUDE! STOP PROVING YOURSELF TO BE SO GOSH DARN SELFLESS-

“What about me?”

Broski, how long have you been standing there- 🤣🤣

“Oh, um. Hehe, hey- sensei…”

Genius in purple be acting sus. Further proof for new headcanon. Donnie has been planing to turn him human all along and wanted to make it a surprise. He feels awkward when this topic is brought up because A) Might not be able to now. B) he’s so used to keeping it on the down-low.

“Leonardo has informed me of the situation. You must split up to rescue April and find her father.”

Master Splinter knows exactly what’s going through his son’s head and is here to make sure that his priorities are in the right place. His intentions are honorable, but the conflict is unnecessary.

NEXT PERSON WHO SAYS THAT THIS DUDE DOESN’T KNOW HIS KIDS- Well. Honestly. I don’t get where you’re coming from. Respect to your opinion, but… How doesn’t he again?

”I’m sorry, sensei… This is all the retromutegeon I have left.”

HOLD UP- Why are you apologizing??? What did you do other than spend months of your life creating it? Stop with this misplaced guilt! This isn’t your fault! How could is possibly be your fault?! Actions speaking louder than words and your actions have been pure!

SENSEI, TELL HIM HE’S A GOOD BOY-

“I may not be human, but I am fortunate enough to have my humanity. Save Kirby.”

…Or attempt to reassure him of his worries. *cough* That works too.

This sequence tho-

Firm nod from an obedient student, but he still has the sorrow of a reluctant son. Splinter closes his eyes to collect himself, because he knows that he might be giving up his only way to become human, if even for a long while. The way Donnie looks so dejected tho. 🥺🥺

NOT ME THINKING ABOUT HOW HE NEVER TURNED HUMAN BEFORE HE’S RUDELY TAKEN FROM HIS SONS. NOPE. DEFINITELY NOT.

OKAY THAT’S ALL, BACK TO MY HOLE NOW

(Thank you for the encouragement to ramble @honorary-evil-genius)

[mintteapullet]

Just finished The World that Stood Against Us (Made Us Mean, to Fight for You) it was fantastic.

Love literally everyone else immediately understanding the danger of Yuuji getting hurt even has Yuuji doesn’t understand beyond that he’s bleeding and was pushed because he’s a child and one of the other people in the world who will never have anything to fear from Gojo is so good.

“Yuuji, because he's a pup and doesn't know the beast who sits in his mother's skin, turns, and upon seeing Gojo-Sensei begins to openly weep.” << Obsessed with this line

Feral Omega Gojo is a gift. Love Megumi sweating bullets along with everyone else even though he’s the safest after the twins. Also someone get Ijichi a raise that man deserves one before his heart gives out from all the stress Gojo causes him.

Megumi getting angry about Todo calling himself Yuuji’s brother is also so good, that’s his little brother how dare you put yourself on his level. Calling him a suck up, Megumi being bitter about it I love it.

Also Yuuji being completely oblivious to the danger everyone else is in >>> only second to feral omega Gojo tbh.

Megumi over exaggerating and stepping in so no one starts that back up is so clever. His pride may never recover but it probably saved someone’s life considering how easily Gojo could be set off again if he hadn’t stepped in. They should all thank him. Not me though I was hoping Gojo was gonna spill blood. But the rest of them should.

Nobara hiding behind Maki is so sweet, Maki is her favorite and she’s not subtle about it nor should she be. Also please let Yuuji get his steak!

Love the Second years, Megumi, Gojo, and the twins hanging out. Gojo shielding the twins with Infinity after also goes hard. Of course he is one of his babies got hurt, he’s being overprotective but also it’s Gojo and that should be expected. Also there’s no way Megumi didn’t also have Infinity on him right? Your his pup too dude no way he’s not keeping Infinity on all three of you. Gojo teasing Megumi is also so good.

Loved this very much but I am left with one question: Who pushed Yuuji?

Ah!!!! Thank you so much!

Exactly! Yuuji is just a little kid, so any understanding of the world is gonna be centered around "I'm hurting and I want it to stop". He has no understanding that everyone else would have a reason to fear Gojo. His mother has never been a threat to him, so it isn't even a option

Im not even gonna lie, it was my favorite line to write. I love it when parents go from 0 to 100.

Im terms of Gojo's priorities it's basically categorized at the moment as "My pups and students" and then "everyone else". Tsk-tsk, Megumi should know better than to be even worried about his own safety. The twins and him are the ones who have zero chance of getting a scratch.

Megumi is such a bitter bitch (this isn't a drag against his character, I love that about him) and is still bitter about getting his ass kicked. And calling Todo a suck up was another favorite of mine to write. Megumi, while he tries to keep his distance, definitely gets a lot more privileges than he even realizes when it comes to Gojo

Even better when they go hand in hand. I needed more feral omegas who'll rip oit throats for their babies, and I suppose be the change you wanna see, lol

Maki is basically the coolest person in the universe to Nobara (and yes, Megumi was bitter about losing his little sister's admiration to his upper classmate). I like to think to satisfy both pups Gojo took them to some restaurant that served both

The second years are pretty used to their teacher and the pups, so this is probably a common occurrence. Gojo is very much a overprotective parent, but in his defense, assassination attempts on heirs are common as HELL and he's pretty shaken up from earlier. Usually his presence alone is enough to deter threats. I'm glad that Gojo teasing Megumi was enjoyable, I was a little worried it mightve been ooc and that I pushed it a little too far. It was fun to write though, especially Gojo complaining about what a grump Megumi had become.

I actually hadn't thought about who was the one to push Yuuji, cause I didn't want anyone maimed (though, Mai or Noritoshi would probably be a no, considering their involvement with other clans would immediately be taken as hostile action)

[haunted-xander]

Finally. Finally she had found the exit, the end of this hellish labyrinth she'd been pushed into. Everyone is waiting for her to save them, she needs to hurry...!

She placed her still usable hand on the doorknob, hope and anxiety swirling in her chest. What if I'm too late...? What if Enoshima-san have already gotten to them? What if-

Pushing those thoughts aside, she twisted the doorknob.

As light poured out into the dreary hallway she came from, she swore she saw them all standing there, smiling warmly at her as if to say; You did it, Nanami-san. You saved us. Thank you. Even the image of Chisa was smiling and welcoming her with open arms. ...Ah, that's right! Yukizome-sensei, she-

Her eyes adjusted and the image disappeared. Instead, what stood before her was a cold, empty room with turned-off screens lining the walls. The feeling of anxiety that had swirled in her chest now threatened to devour her. Where...? "Where is everyone? ...Enoshima-san! Where are they?! Wha-" She paused to breathe, "What did you do to them?! Hey, Enoshima-san! Answer me!" As she yelled at the screens, she fell down to her knees and gasped in pain.

"Ooooh my GOOOOD~! Nanami-senpai just look at you! That look of utter despair... Ah~ I just can't get enough!" Obnoxious laughter filled the room, as the screens turned on. "You look so goddamned miserable it's almost enough to make ME pity you! AAHHAHAHAHAHA WOULDN'T THAT JUST BE FUCKING HILARIOUS?!" The voice turned saccharine, "Buuut since you were such a good wittle senpai, I'll be a nice girl and give you a reward!" One of the screens extended and stopped in front of Chiaki. "As a reward for surviving my execution, I will allow you to witness your fellow students' last moments of sanity."

The screen up-front switched footage, now showing a similar room to the one she was in with her classmates staring dazedly at the screens covering the room in an ominous red light. Chiaki prepared her voice to call out when- "Oh by the way, they can't like, hear you or anything. I already cut the audio feed so now all they see is a red screen signaling your death." Her words choked up. And then, "My... death? They think I'm dead? But I'm... right here..." Light sobbing filled the air as her voice faded out. The faint feeling of tears rolling down her face didn't even register.

"Awwww, is miss cwass rep cwying now? That won't do, that won't do at all! You're not crying nearly as much as you're stupid fucking hopeless heart should be! C'mooon senpai~ Show me that beautiful despairing face of yours~ I need some relief senpai, won't you pleeease help me~?" Junko's rapidly tone-shifting voice snaps Chiaki out of her daze.

"...I won't..." Junko snapped to attention, clearly intrigued. "Hmmm? What's that? You won't?" Using her less injured arm, Chiaki attempted to push herself up, "I won't... fall for your despair! I will never, ever give up on my classmates! No matter what... I will... sa...ve... th......"

Right as she passed out, she swore she felt eyes staring into her back.

[fairy-writes]

Congratulation! I would like to make an request for your event!

Song 27 "Take on the World - You and me at 6" with BSD Dazai 💙

TAKE ON THE WORLD

Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!

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Fandom(s): Bungou Stray Dogs

Pairing(s): Dazai Osamu x Gender Neutral!Reader

Song: Take on the World by You Me at Six

Notes: I’m taking some liberties with Dazai’s backstory because I genuinely cannot remember if they talked about a lot of it

Tags: Dazai-typical mentions of suicide,

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Just say the word, we'll take on the world

Just say you're hurt, we'll face the worst

Oh

It was always you and Osamu against the world. Even after all these years, it felt as if the world was against you, and it was only you two protecting each other.  

I can see, see the pain in your eyes

Oh, believe, believe me, and I have tried

No, I won't; I won't pretend to know what you've been through

You should know, I wish it was me, not you

You had met as children, you had been six, and Osamu was seven. You both lived at an orphanage, his parents having died in an accident a year prior and yours having been teenage parents who couldn’t handle a child at their age. 

He had been a loner, even as a child. 

He always sat in the corner under a tree whenever you played outside until, one day, you approached him. You slung your bug net over your shoulder and stood defiantly before him. He looked up from his small chapter book and scowled, 

“What do you want? You’re blocking my light.” He said, and you stubbornly huffed, 

“Come play with me!” You had said, and he shook his head,

“Go away.” He replied, and you tightened your grip on your bug net. 

“Nope! Sensei said I should play with you. So I’m gonna whether you like it or not.” 

You and Osamu ran away from the orphanage when you were twelve, and he was thirteen. Six years of fighting bullies when he wouldn’t because he just didn’t care about his well-being. But he fought them off for you if you were injured. He said it was because he didn’t like fighting, but you knew it was because he considered you a friend. 

The rest was history.

And just say the word, we'll take on the world

Just say you're hurt, we'll face the worst

Nobody knows you the way that I know you

Look in my eyes. I will never desert you.

And just say the word, we'll take on the world.

He tried to commit suicide for the first time when he was fourteen. And you blamed yourself. You should have seen the signs. You should have stopped him. 

A doctor named Mori Ogai had saved his life. And you had thanked him. 

In hindsight, you should have killed him when you had the chance. 

And it's the fight and the fight of our lives

You and I—we were made to thrive

And I am your future. I am your past

Never forget we were built to last

Step out of the shadows and into my life

Silence the voices that haunt you inside

You had joined Osamu in the Port Mafia because, of course, you did. It was always you and Osamu against the world. You and Osamu against the Mafia. But soon, that turned into you, Osamu, and Oda. 

At first, you were jealous, was Osamu replacing you? Was he getting rid of you? When you had brought this up to him, he had laughed, ruffled your hair, and pecked your forehead. 

“Of course not!” He had said, but you still saw that sad look in his eyes. The one that said he was alone and abandoned. The one that had been there—despite your best attempts—ever since his parents died.

And just say the word, we'll take on the world

Just say you're hurt, we'll face the worst

Nobody knows you the way that I know you

Look in my eyes; I will never desert you.

And just say the word, we'll take on the world, we'll take on the world.

As you got older, you followed Osamu out of the Port Mafia. After Oda died, he wasn’t the same. Instead, he put on a show, a facade that even you couldn’t crack. 

You joined the Armed Detective Agency, though you were a secretary rather than a person assigned missions. Osamu had teased you, but you knew he was happy you were out of danger. He always hated it when you went on Mafia missions without him, but he was always paired with Nakahara Chuuya. 

You thought you knew him. But as always, he kept secrets. He kept secrets of what he had done and seen in the Mafia. You knew Mori had done things to him, had changed him for the worst. 

But he was always gentle with you.

And nobody knows you the way that I know you

And nobody knows you the way that I know you

We'll fight, we'll crawl into the night

Our world. We'll go with you by my side

The calm, the storm, we'll face it all

It was always you and Osamu against the world. 

You protected him to the best of your ability. 

And he protected you in return. 

And just say the word, we'll take on the world

And nobody knows you the way that I know you

Look in my eyes. I will never desert you.

And just say the word, we'll take on the world, we'll take on the world.

[materialgworlas]

CURSED- JJK X BLACK FEM READER: Chapter2, The Mission

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We pulled up outside the abandon hospital.

“I want to know what the four of you are capable of, Nobara, Y/n, Yuji you go exorcize the curse in there.” Gojo instructed. “But I still don’t know how to use jujutsu.” Yuji spoke up. “Luckily for you I retrieved the slaughter demon from your last mission.” He said giving the boy the cursed tool. “What about Fushiguro?” you asked, “He still needs to recover from his last mission- oh wait I haven’t shown you the pictures!” gojo exclaimed before whipping out his phone and shoving pictures of a battered Megumi in your face. “Damn, they got you good.” You muttered. “Tch, it wasn’t that bad.” Megumi grumbled, blush dusting his cheeks. “What a dork.” Nobara snorted, looking at the picture over your shoulder.

As the three of you made your way to the entrance of the hospital Gojo called out “And Yuji- don’t let Sukuna out!” “You got it Sensei!”

“In a hospital this big there are bound to be multiple curses.” You stated. “That’s right, we should split up- take em all out faster you know!” Nobara suggested. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, what if we can’t handle the curses alone?” Yuji said. “Phhfft, I’LL be fine alone. If you two wanna team up since Yuji can’t even use Cursed energy yet, then that’s fine by me.” she snapped. “Uh… sure. Yuji and I will start from the top floor and work our way down- you start from the bottom and work up. We’ll meet in the middle.” You said. The two nodded and you split up.

“So Yuji… tell me something about yourself.” You spoke up after an awkward silence whilst walking through the halls. “Uh… like what?” “I dunno… what was your life like before you came into the jujutsu world?” “Oh, well- I was just a normal teenager in high school and living with my grandad. Life was simple back then.” “Do you miss it? Your ordinary life?” “Sometimes. But I promised my grandad I’d save as many people as I could before he died. Everyday people are dying because of Sukuna… and that’s something only I can stop.” You were silent for a moment, “A worthy cause, Yuji Itadori.” You hummed. “…Hey can I ask you something.” Yuji spoke up. “Sure.” “I-“

He was cut off by a distorted noise that came from one of the patient rooms. “A curse.” You hissed before the two of you ran to the door. However, before you could get to it, the door was blown off its hinges as a blue serpent like curse emerged. It had a red lion’s mane, one eye and frown on its face.  “Pĺ̸̡̎̂͝e̶͍̿̔͝ǎ̴̢͍̱̉̏̀s̸̢̞̪͊͊͝e̶̻͛̉̂ ̶̙̟̳̌͊̀d̵͉͍̱̭̓̀̾o̷̜͕̖͌͒̿͜n̴̙͓͐͋͗̕'̵̣͊̇̈͘t̶̯͋̈́́ ̷̞̜͉̐̉l̴̗͒ẻ̵̛̻��̰́̒a̵̡̠̞̳͗̕v̴̧̞̈́̌̕͠e̸̛̙͛̅ ̷̯̱̰̏͆̓͠m̴͔̆̍ĕ̷̢̖̈̌!” the curse wailed before lunging at you. Luckily Yuji’s superhuman speed had allowed him to pull you out of the way just in time. “Thanks!” you breathlessly exclaimed before turning your attention back to the curse. It was uglier that you’d imagined, and its smell was positively putrid. This was your first encounter with a curse; you’d lived a secluded life up until now free from the threat of curses so naturally you were taken aback by its appearance.

“Remember your training.” You told yourself as you channelled your cursed energy through your body. It takes great concentration to be able to activate Cursed Embodiment, However, sensing your cursed energy welling up- the curse attempted to strike you whilst you were preparing. That’s when Yuji stepped in and sliced the curse in two with the slaughter demon. Both parts of the curse recoiled in agony as it let out a pained cry. “HA!” Yuji exclaimed though the smile quickly wiped off his face seeing another head appear from the half of the body he’d just cut off. “TWO?!” he yelped. “Yuji what’s going on?” you asked. The boy spun around and eyes widened looking at your changed appearance. It was subtle but h could still tell; your skin had a purplish tint to it and your eyes had a golden glow to them. In the outer corners of your eyes you now had three circles- each one smaller than the last. What the-? Before he could finish his though a powerful wave of cursed energy hit the air- even the two curses recoiled at the overwhelming sensation. Huh, why does the air seem thick with all this cursed energy, is it coming from Y/n and what’s with the makeover?

“Didn’t your grandad teach you it’s rude to stare?” you grumbled, uncomfortable with the way he was looking at you. “Gah, sorry I didn’t mean to stare it’s just-“ While Yuji tried to explain himself the two curses shot forwards, aiming for Yuji’s turned figure.

But in your curse form your senses and reflexes were heightened; you saw the attack coming a mile away. Wordlessly you shoved Yuji to one side, so the curses hit you instead. “Wha- Y/N!” Yuji called out seeing the two curses envelope you like a snake would its prey. But after a moments struggling you’d flexed yourself free of their hold with your superhuman strength. The two curses were ripped into pieced by the sheer force. “OH SHIT! DID YOU SEE THAT?!” You exclaimed in victory.

Yuji was silent for a moment, taking in the pure look of joy on your face- you looked so beautiful to him, even as you were now. He felt his face slowly heat up as you continued to ramble about how cool it was. I’ve never seen anyone so… happy about exorcising a curse. It’s kinda strange when you think about it, but damn she looks so cute right now. Maybe this is her first time? And she was so fast about it. Come to think of it, she didn’t even hesitate pushing me out of the way of those curses- Yeah, I’d be pretty proud of myself too if I were her right now.

 “Uh, Yuji?” he finally snapped out of his thoughts, “..Yeah?” “Don’t the curse parts… disappear when they’re exorcised?” “Huh- oh yeah they’re supposed to.” “Then… why aren’t they-?” it’s true, not only were the scattered pieced still there, but if you looked close enough you’d notice them subtly shaking. Suddenly, a new serpent curse formed from one of the chunks smeared on the walls, then another- then another. Soon the hallway was filled with miniature serpent curses.

“What the-?” you and Yuji shared a quick glance before looking at the growing sea of curses, “RUN!” you yelled in unison

MEANWHILE

“Gah, my data’s run out- hey Megumi, you have any games on your phone?” Gojo whined, slumped in the passenger seat of the car. “Tch.” “WHATTT, PLEASEEE?” “No.” “Aw come onnn! I know for a fact you got subway surfers!” “…” “DON’T INGORE MEEEE!” “Maybe I’d let you if you let me fight.” “Ahh, so that’s what this is about. Well we both know you’re still recovering from your battle with sukuna, you shouldn’t push yourself too hard it’s not healthy.”

Truth is, Megumi didn’t appreciate being side lined whilst his friends got to fight, but Gojo showing you those horrible picture of him admittedly pissed him off. Now’s she’ll think I’m this weak sorcerer who can’t even defend himself and the weakest link- “PLEASEEEE?” Gojo’s whines disrupted his thoughts. “Ugh, what’s taking so long!” Megumi grumbled. By now Gojo had sat up properly, and turned to look at the hospital thought the window, as if lost in thought for a moment.

 “Tell me, when you met Y/n… did anything seem off to you?” “Huh? Why would anything be off with her?” “Did you know she’s a L/n? They were famous for hunting and defeating most if not all of Sukuna’s disciples back in the day.” “Alright, and?” “And… Don’t you think it’s strange as soon as a vessel for Sukuna is found a L/n comes to Jujutsu Tech.” Oh shit, “Are you saying Y/n’s here to Kill Yujji?” “I don’t know what I’m saying… or Y/n’s true intentions. I just find the whole thing strange is all.” “…But wait, aren’t you the one who advocated she come here? Why would you do that if you suspected she might be after Sukuna’s vessel?” Gojo was silent for a moment, digesting Megumi’s words. “Like I said, she’s a L/n, and an extremely powerful one at that. It’d be better for us all if she were on our side.”

What the hell? Megumi thought. So there’s a chance this Y/n L/n is actually some type of assassin sent to kill Yuji? And Gojo’s not concerned in the slightest! In fact, he’s the one who insisted she come here. Why would he put Yuji’s life in danger like that? Unless his plan is for her to… get to know him-? So she feels guilty enough to bail on her mission? Tch not likely- “Hey.” Gojo interrupted. “I see the wheels turning in that head of yours. Y/n’s not a bad person- this is just a working theory, there’s no proof.” “Do you have any reason to suspect her specifically?” “Tensions are high right now with the higher-ups, no one is above suspicion. I just need you to keep an eye out for any suspicious activity, for exactly 2 weeks after this mission.” Ah, so he’s just being paranoid “Two weeks?” “Yeah, in that time if she hasn’t tried to contact anyone then we’ll know she’s not after Yuji.” “…Why are you telling me this?” “You’re the one who wanted him to live aren’t you?” “Hm.” “And Megumi, don’t go telling people this either. “Of course.” “Now, PLEASE GIVE ME YOUR PHONEEEE!” “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

BACK IN THE HOSPITAL

“We need to find Nobara! Her straw doll technique is the only way we’ll defeat these curses!” Yuji wailed as you ran down the stairs, a sea of curses tumbling after you both. “I sense her cursed energy- THIS WAY!” you yelled, grabbing the boys arm as your sped up. It wasn’t long before you reached Nobara, though she was currently in combat with a much larger opponent. “NOBARA!” You called out as you burst through the doors. “Y/n?! what are you- WHAT!” she yelled seeing the sea of curses not too far behind you. “We need your help; your straw doll technique is the only way we’ll defeat those curses!” Yuji yelled. “I’d love to help but that giant oaf ate my satchel of nails!” You thought for a moment, “Nobara, Yuji; try and barricade that door- don’t let any curses in. I’ll deal with the big one!” you said. Yuji and Nobara gave each other a quick nod before running to secure the door.

Slowly, you approached the giant curse when you were hit with the overwhelming smell of disinfectants and blood. It was large and green and had 4 eyes scattered across its forehead. Its mouth was on its stomach, sharp razor teeth decorating the perimeter. It let out a jarring roar before heading straight for you. That’s it… just a little closer. You though before you leapt straight into its mouth. “Y/N!” someone yelled- you couldn’t tell if it was Yuji or Nobara.

Inside the belly of the curse was illuminated by a strange purple glow, everywhere felt warm and sticky. Luckily being in your curse form you weren’t affected by its poison, but it was difficult to breathe.  And it’s constant moving mean you were always tumbling in liquefied filth. You were dizzy and disgusted- but you had to press on. Remember why you’re here! You scolded yourself. Finally, you felt something hard- contrasting the curses squishy insides. The satchel! Great, now, time to get out of here.

The large curse was still more a moment, before it turned its sights to Yuji and Nobara who’d been diligently finding objects to barricade the door. “Ah shit!” Nobara hissed realising their predicament. Noticing the curse getting closer Yuji threw the slaughter demon at it which tore through it’s flesh, but was not enough to slow it down for long.

Then suddenly, it burst. Sending curse guts flying across the room. you stood at the centre of the explosion, swaying from side to side with fatigue whilst victoriously holding up high Nobara’s satchel. “I did it!” You slurred. Seeing your weakened state, the two sorcerers ran to your side. “THAT WAS AMAZING Y/N!” Yuji yelped, “YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO EXPLAIN LATER HOW YOU PULLED THAT OFF!” Nobara added. You tried to form a response but you were too tired, instead you handed over the satchel with a small smile on your face.

A large bang diverted your attention to the door, the curses were still trying to get inside. “I’ve got this.” Nobara said before walking off. Yuji noticed your knees buckling and caught you before they gave way. you tried to say something that came out as an incoherent murmur. “You did great, Y/n! I’m really proud of you.” Oh Yuji, why did it have to be you. Your last thoughts before you slipped out of consciousness