#everyone's alive and almost everyone's happy

[igorluvr]

‘T.O.P SECRET

PAIRING: choi seung hyun (T.O.P) x black!reader

SYNOPSIS: hiding a relationship with a popular k-pop idol was hard enough, with paparazzi constantly following and fans obsessed with him. would you be able to deal with it, or crack under pressure?

CONTENT: aggravating fans, negative self talk, fluff so sweet you’ll get a cavity, "mamas" (im sorry guys i love it)

AUTHORS NOTE: the instagram portion is heavily inspired by @rosones‘s “being an actress dating choi seunghyun” fics, pleaseeee go check them out !!!

word count: [1.2k]

EVERYTHING was starting to get to you. Having to be hidden by the man you wanted to marry was exhausting and genuinely taking a toll on your mental. The two of you met 4 years ago, with you being a backup dancer for one of his biggest music videos.

Your sweet personality and captivating look immediately caught his eye. The way you carried yourself made his heart flip, he knew you were the one. After filming was done, he asked you out to dinner and it was wraps from there.

Meeting Seung-hyun was the best thing that happened to you. Well it was, until a year into your relationship. As the days you were together increased, you wanted to show off your boyfriend more. You knew you couldn’t and that ate you alive.

Seeing everyone getting posted and taken out by their boyfriends always put a bad feeling in your stomach, knowing that could never be you. Sometimes you wish that he was a regular guy, that people wouldn’t bombard him with questions everytime he went out and that his fans weren’t bat shit crazy.

You knew how harsh the k-pop industry was, and wanted no part in it. Some idols were getting publicly shamed just for relationship rumors, so what would the people say if they knew you were together for almost half a decade?

It wasn’t his fault, but it affected how you acted towards him. You found yourself getting random attitudes to him—not wanting to talk when he tells you how you can’t go on cute dates, and overall just being cold. One day, in particular, was way worse than usual.

It was the morning of valentine’s day, your 5th together, and you couldn’t shake the sick feeling you had. Everywhere you looked was filled with couples. Your social media, stores, the streets— you couldn’t escape it.

Now you weren’t one to be ungrateful, but having to stay hidden on a day where couples were meant to be shown off made you feel a type of way. You wanted nothing more than to be flaunted by Seung-hyun. This was the man you wanted to marry, and you wanted everyone to know.

Getting out of bed, you saw that he was nowhere in sight. Not in the room, bathroom, living room, or kitchen. Heading back to your shared room, you picked up your phone and went to text Seung-hyun. Surprisingly, though, there was already a message from him.

mybaby💋 • 1m ago

goodmorning princess, come to the guest room. happy valentine’s day ❤️

You were confused by the message, still being dazed by the sleepiness weighing on you. Leaving your shared room, you dragged your feet to the unused guest room, which was all the way on the other side of the house

The both of you had a shared home, which was rather large due to him wanting to have space for his group and occasional parties. You didn’t object, not caring about the size. But it was times like this when you really regretted your decision.

After what felt like an endless walk through the hallways decorated with bright colors and pictures of happy times the both you shared, you finally arrived at the guest room. You sleepily opened the door, and as you stepped inside, you were greeted by a sight that left you speechless.

The room was adorned with an array of crimson red balloons, each hovering slightly above the ground. They wavered slightly from the faint breeze from the windows, their shiny surfaces reflecting the soft, warm light that shone in from the sunrise. Delicate rose petals scattered across the hardwood floor formed a path toward the center of the room.

At the end of the room, there were silver balloons hovering above the lounge couch spelling out 'i love you' in cursive. The way the chords echoed around the room made your heart swell with a mixture of surprise and overwhelming emotion. The whole scene made you want to burst out in tears, you were so lucky to have someone like him in your life.

Seung-hyun stood by the words holding a glittery bouquet of flowers, looking as handsome as ever with a gentle smile that made your insides flutter. “Happy Valentine’s Day love.” he spoke softly, voice almost drowned out by the music.

You could barely speak, nothing coming out but girly giggles and laughs. The effort he put into making this day special flooded your mind with warmth, overtaking your earlier frustrations. Everything about the setup felt so intimate, you could really tell how much time and effort he put into it.

“Seung-hyun, this is… it’s beautiful.” you finally managed to say, eyes watering as you walked into the room. You stepped over the rose petals, feeling a bittersweet twinge of happiness mixed with the indifference of knowing you couldn't show anyone how happy you were.

“I wanted to do something special for you, just for today,” he said, moving toward you to take your hands in his. “You deserve the world. I hate that we have to keep our love a secret, but I want you to know how much you mean to me, especially on days like this.”

Tears gathered at the bottom of your eyes, threatening to spill out.. You knew he cared, you really did, but the guilt of feeling like a secret in his life made it all so complicated. “I just wish…” you started, voice shaky, “I just wish we could be open about us. I want to show everyone how amazing you are, how much I love you.”

He took a step closer, the warmth radiating from him somehow able to calm the emotions raging inside you. “I know baby, but this is how it has to be right now. I promise, one day we can be public about everything. You just have to trust me a little longer.”

Closure seemed so far away. You nodded, wiping at your eyes before flashing him a small smile, not wanting your feelings to overshadow the wonderful effort he’d put into today. “Okay. I trust you.”

“Let’s enjoy the day together, okay? I have a lot planned.” A wide smile spread across his face as he lead you out of the room, leaving you to wonder just what he had in mind.

As the day went on, you went to various places enjoying each others presence. He took you all around town to the most private, romantic spots. You loved when he did this, it showed how much he cared for you, but there was a pit in your stomach that couldn’t seem to go away.

On your anniversary, the day started with the two of you waking up wrapped in each other’s arms, sunlight beaming through the curtains, emphasizing all the intricate details and curves on his face. You couldn't shake the feeling that today would be different, something about it felt special, almost electric.

After making you breakfast, Seung-hyun insisted on keeping the day's plans a surprise. He carefully arranged everything to ensure it would be the happiest day of your life, one you spent all with him. You found yourself growing more excited the more he gave little hints about what was to come.

The first stop was a remote hillside cabin that he rented for the weekend. Burrowed among the trees, the cabin was completely surrounded by nature, giving you the peace and quiet he knew you loved. When you stepped inside, the cabin was filled with soft music, candles adorned the tables, flickering slightly. In the center of the room you were met with your favorite dish on both sides of a small table.

“Welcome to our place, baby” he said, sneaking up behind you to place a kiss on your shoulder "Just us." There was no hiding the smile that grew on your face, you could barely believe how thoughtful he was to create such a romantic setting just for you.

The two of you spent the morning walking through the beautiful trails that spread out through the woods, taking in the vibrant colors of the scattered leaves as they crunched under your feet. Seung-hyun held your hand tightly, occasionally pulling you in to exchange soft kisses, transporting you to world that felt entirely your own.

After the hike, he led you back to the cabin where he had a picnic set up inside, laid out on a beautifully woven blanket. A bottle of chilled wine sat on the cover, alongside an assortment of expensive cheeses, fruits, and pastries. You both settled comfortably on the floor, commenting on the rustic scenery and sharing stories and laughter. The sound of the wind blowing through the trees outside was a soundtrack to the love that surrounded you.

He urged you to put on a dress, a beautiful white one— saying it would make the picnic that more romantic. After a few minutes of going back and forth, you decided to just put it on. You knew how stubborn he was and if it made his enjoy the dinner more, you'd do it regardless.

As the sun slowly lowered in the sky to sink lower in the sky, casting a warm golden shadow through the cabin windows, Seung-hyun suggested to watch your favorite movie. Claiming it would be a good way to end the day, you agreed and settled down to start the film.

Halfway through, though, you noticed Seung-hyun glancing at you more than he was watching the film. His intense gaze sent a rush of warmth through you, and you smiled softly, hoping to encourage him to share whatever was on his mind. Just as the romantic climax of the movie approached, he paused the screen and turned to face you, his expression suddenly serious. “Can we talk for a moment?”

“Of course,” you replied, intrigued and a little anxious about what he was going to say. Pulling away slightly, he sat up and looked deeply into your eyes. “You know how much you mean to me, right?” His tone was somber and genuine, wrapping you in immediate comfort.

“More than anything” you muttered, heart racing.

“Good,” he said, nodding, his gaze unwavering. “Because I’ve been thinking about us, about our future, and how much I want to make it real.” He looked at you with a slight smile on his face, eyes unable to tear from you like a magnetic force locked his gaze onto yours.

Your breath caught in your throat, nervousness creeping to the surface as you anticipated what was coming. “What do you mean?” You could hardly keep the tremor from your voice.

Seung-hyun reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. Your heart began to race even faster, an overwhelming mix of joy and disbelief swirling within you.

“I've never thought about marriage until five years ago when I met you. It’s like you flipped a switch in my brain, and suddenly, all I could think about was wanting to spend the rest of my life with you. I know we've had to keep things a secret, but I'm ready to tell the whole world about you. I want to build a life together, no more hiding or secrets.” he said, his voice calm but warm. “Let’s take this step so we can finally just be… us. Out in the open.”

With trembling hands, he opened the box, revealing a delicate silver ring that sparkled under the candlelight—an intricate design with a single gem at its center. The ring sparkled underneath the lights, losing you in it's beauty. “Will you marry me?”

Tears streamed down your face as a wave of emotions crashed over you. You weren’t just overwhelmed by the proposal, but by the amount of love and commitment in his eyes. You wouldn't have to hide how you felt, you wouldn't be a secret anymore.

“Yes!” you exclaimed, your voice breaking as you nodded fervently. “I'd love to marry you baby”

He slipped the ring onto your finger, and the moment it settled in place, you felt an overwhelming rush of joy. Seung-hyun scooped you into his arms, spinning you around as laughter spilled out of you and echoes off the walls of the cabin. He finally set you down, and in that moment, nothing else mattered. Not the world outside, not the secrets, not the complications. Just the two of you, finally stepping into the light together.

“I love you so much,” he murmured as he pulled you into his arms, his forehead resting against yours. “I’ve waited for this day forever.”

“I love you more,” you replied, heart racing, blossoming before you in vibrant colors. You melted against his touch, the future flashing through your mind in a golden glow.

Time seemed irrelevant in that moment as you bathed in the warmth of his touch. Here in your hidden sanctuary, a place created just for the two of you, nothing else mattered. Your love story was just beginning, and you couldn’t wait to write the next chapter together.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you mamas” he whispered, standing up to pull you into his arms.

You buried your face in his shoulder, laughter and tears intertwining in a beautiful melody. In that moment, all the worries and fears faded away. Seung-hyun whipped out his phone and went straight to instagram.

"Can't wait to show u off baby, been waiting for this for years" The typing on his phone intensified as his smile grew wider by the second. You drifted off to sleep in his arms as the soft sound of his fingers tapping against the screen rocked you to a peaceful sleep.

When you finally woke, sunlight beamed through the leaves of the trees surrounding your home, casting playful patterns on the ground. Seung-hyun slept beside you, chest rising up and down with each breath he took. He was so at peace, and it made your heart swell all over again.

There was a constant 'bzzzz' coming from your nightstand, causing you to tiredly snatch your head in the direction of it. For some reason, your phone was blasting with notifications. Opening it, you were met with an instagram post from your very own fiancé.

@.ttt ✓

♫ Daniel Caesar • Blessed

ttt my beautiful fiancé

liked by xxxibgdrgn and others

view comments…

@.seunghyunswifey wait are we so serious rn??

@.5bigbangs chat this is me like fr

@.liyahsarchives she’s so pretty i can’t even hate

@.than0sworlddd I mean she’s okay..

@.daeholuvr okay let’s see ur face then !!

@.iheartkenshin so happy for them omgg

Reading the comments gave you a whirlwind of emotions. While most were supportive and happy for your relationship, there were others that weren’t as joyful. They called you names, degraded you, even wished the worse on your marriage. You knew they were just crazy fans, but it still hit the deepest part in your heart.

Still, you were thankful for this. Being public about your engagement had its prices to pay, and this was just one of them. No matter how bad it gets, no amount of hate would overpower your love for Seung-hyun.

Looking over at him sleeping peacefully in bed, the morning sun radiating off of his face, brought you comfort. As long as you had him, everything would be okay.

[deluforlulu]

My Body Is A Cage

Summary: To the average outsider, Luigi looked to have it all. He was a computer engineering student at UPenn as well as a member of the fraternity Phi Kappa Psi. He also led quite an active social life and had a loving girlfriend of 2 years. What they didn't know though was that he was suffering with a chronic spine condition known as spondylolisthesis. His world as he knows it is rocked upside down when he is told that he will need to have a spinal infusion.

Word count: 1,751 words

Second chapter will be coming soon <3

Luigi suspected something was wrong with his back as young as five years old. He could vividly remember standing there in kindergarten class, trying his best to focus on the teacher’s instruction and ignore the ache in his spine. The longer he would stand, the pain would amplify. The only way to cure it was by sitting down.

At the time, he never thought of bringing up the issue to his parents. He was naïve enough back then to think that all children must have back pain.  He had conditioned himself to the pain as well, so much in fact that he made his way onto the Gilman Soccer Team and excelled as their goalie. The aftermath of every game though would hit him like a tidal wave. He would be on bed rest for most of the weekend, laying there as exhaustion and pain ate him alive.

Nevertheless, he pushed on, rationalizing the situation at hand. As long as he could manage the pain with yoga and physical therapy, he was fine. These methods though were only putting a temporary band-aid on the problem and not actually treating the root cause.

When he was on a family trip in Hawaii, it finally happened. He was forced to come face to face with his condition when a surfing injury completely locked up his back and hips. Once he arrived back in Pennsylvania, he knew he had no choice but to see a doctor. Numbness and tingling had started in by now down his legs. A new sensation he had never felt before the injury.

When the doctor reviewed the x-rays with him, Luigi was slapped right across the face with his reality. Spondylolisthesis: A disorder in which a vertebra slides forward over the vertebra below it. There was nothing he could down on his own now. It had progressed too far. The only relief was a spinal fusion.

This reality was soul crushing for him. He was currently a student at UPenn getting both a bachelor’s and a master’s degree at the same time. He was almost set to graduate and now he was being told that he would have to take off a term or more to recover from the surgery. He felt like he was letting everyone in his life down. Being the only son in his family, he grew up always feeling immense pressure to impress everyone. Be the best student, the best son, the best partner. The truth though was that he wasn’t even sure of what he wanted for himself. He felt as if his life had been a series of choices that others made for him. That was all except for you.

Luigi and you had met during your freshman year at UPenn. You were the complete opposite of what his mother would have wanted him to choose in a woman. You didn’t come from a rich family. You didn’t know the “proper table etiquette” that his mother obsessed over. You also didn’t spend your weekends at lavish country clubs. He didn’t care about any of that though. All that he wanted was someone who loved him for who he was and that was you.

Now that his health had declined, he feared he was going to lose everything that mattered to him. What good was he as a partner, a son or a friend if he couldn’t operate at his best? After the news, he had started to withdraw from things that usually made him happy in order to cope. He stopped hanging out with friends. He stopped attending parties of the fraternity he was a part of.  Although you shared an apartment together, he had gradually started to isolate himself from you as well. You first noticed it in the way that he would talk with you. He would be talking, but he wasn’t fully engaged. It was as if he was just going through the motions. Eventually, he started to hide away in your bedroom for long periods of time. He wasn’t trying to hurt you in the process of doing this. He just felt so stuck, like his world was turning in on him and the only safe space was the bed you slept together in.

You finally decided to confront him one day after he had skipped his math class you took together. The apartment felt so still as you walked inside. The only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall. You frowned as you looked towards the couch in the living room, remembering how you used to be cuddled up on it with Luigi watching a movie together. Lately, times like that were beginning to feel like a distant memory. “Lu?” you gently asked as you walked down the dim lit hallway to the bedroom. The room was just as dark as the hallway, minus the small peek of sunlight shining through the half-lidded blinds. He didn’t answer, but you knew he was there under the heavy pile of blankets just by the sight of his dark curls giving his presence away.

You carefully sat down at the edge of the bed, causing Luigi to slowly lift his head from the pillow. The circles under his eyes were deep and dark and his curls were wild and unruly. “Hey love, I got you a coffee” you said, handing him the iced black coffee. He mustered a smile, taking it from you. It didn’t reach his eyes though. “Thanks y/n, you didn’t have to do that” he replied, taking a sip. He looked around, searching for the alarm clock. “What time is it?’ he added. “2:15” you responded. He scoffed, running a hand over his face. “And I slept the whole day away? Goddamn” he commented, setting his coffee down on the nightstand next to the bed.

You nodded slowly, unsure of how to approach the conversation you were about to have with him. You took his hand in yours, causing him to become alert. “Baby..Is everything okay? You missed class. Your friends tell me they hardly see you around anymore. Hell, it doesn’t even feel like I see you much and we live together. Please, what is going on?” you asked, desperately searching his eyes for something. All that you could see in them was indifference as he shrugged. “I’m fine. You haven’t done anything wrong. No one has. I just.. I’ve had a lot on my mind, and I needed a break from everything” he replied.

You loudly exhaled. “Luigi, please stop lying to me. I know it’s not like you to just stop going to class and talking to your friends. It’s starting to scare me. Please... just talk to me.” You begged. A thick silence bore down on you like a weight as he looked down, picking at one of his cuticles nervously. “I have to have surgery. A spinal fusion. Remember that trip we took to Maui in July? With my parents? Yeah, well, it turns out that surfing injury really fucked up things more than I thought.” He bitterly laughed.

Your eyes widened in disbelief, trying hard to process the news as the words cut through you like glass. “And the recovery time is at least six months. I’m going to have to at least give up this term and I’ll be behind on graduating. And I-I-I’m going to be letting down my family. I’ll be the first person in my family to not be on track to graduate so they’ll see me as a failure. Then I’ll likely lose you too because who wants a bedridden boyfriend, right?” he asked with his voice strained. Your heart broke in a way that almost felt physical as Luigi looked up, his eyes glistening with tears threatening to go over the surface. “So, if you want to go-“ he started, but was quickly cut off as you grasped at him, pulling him into an embrace.

Without warning, the dam broke. His body shook with sobs as he started to cry, fingers clinging to the fabric of your blouse. His face was buried into the crook of your neck, wetting it with tears while he hugged you tightly. You quickly shifted on the bed, laying back against the pillow with him lying against your chest. “I-I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry..” he croaked between broken sobs, feeling so much shame to be this vulnerable with you. You shook your head, running a hand over his back while kissing his forehead. “Shh..I’m here.. I’m not leaving you” you assured him.

Your fingers slowly trailed up and down his back as his breathing started to slow and his cries started to calm. He looked up at you, surprised to see your own cheeks streaked with tears. “Why are you crying?” he asked you. “Because I just hate to see you feeling like this. Being in pain. Doubting how amazing you are. Fuck what your family thinks! Your health is top priority. And you really think I’d leave you over a surgery? I’d never do that to you. I don’t care if your healing takes a year, two years, or ten. I love you so much, Luigi.” you rambled as more tears fell.

A soft glow that you had not seen in awhile filled Luigi’s eyes before he kissed you tenderly. “I love you too” he whispered. The kiss deepened, your bodies pressing close together. Luigi groaned softly against your lips while his hand felt the familiarity of your curves, the tension in him starting to ease. For the first time in weeks, you were together again. Not just in the same room, but in the same moment. Truly present for each other.

Luigi’s face contorted in pain, letting out a hiss as he shifted to begin to undress you, twisting his spine in a way it did not like. You set a hand on his arm, concerned. “Are you okay?” you asked him. He gave you another weak smile, gritting his teeth. “Yeah baby, just my back.” He explained. You could see right through his smile, knowing that he was trying to mask the amount of pain that he was in.

You pressed a kiss into his collarbone and stood from the bed. “Come on” you murmured, taking his hand to guide him to the bathroom. “What are you doing?” Luigi asked, his voice tinted with both confusion and curiosity. “Taking care of you” you replied, stepping towards the bathtub. “Now lift your arms”.

[diezmil10000]

when i was a teenager i used to spend too much time on social media. since i've always been into anime and otaku things, a lot of the japanese and south korean artists i looked up to were kind of distant; they didn't talk about their lives nor followed people back often. to my eyes, this was peak cool. these people drew so good that they didn't need to adapt to algorithms or foreign languages to succeed! i used to think that if i had so much power i wouldn't be able to resist the urge to use it to change the world.

at the same time, i also hated it. i hated when artists were so secretive about their process, so ungrateful towards the people who always supported them. i especially hated pick me artists who were constantly complaining about how hard it was to draw profiles and the other eye and who would mostly draw trends and memes and didn't understand the depth of the pieces of media they liked.

now i understand that my vision back then was blurred by a mix of admiration, bitterness and of course the language barrier. artists on social media are just random people. very few get to the point where someone else manages their account, or they start working for a studio, and even then it's still someone behind the screen.

i still have my takes about how certain types of online artists behave, but lately i've been trying to avoid those bad feelings and be more grateful for the fact that people are still creating, despite everything that's going on in the world. i'd rather be forced to follow a thousand amateur and/or attention-seeking artists than a shitty genAI account.

it's been about 8 years since i started posting my fanart online and i've met so many artists from completely different backgrounds. i've seen my friends grow and make art i would have never imagined they could make. i'm mutuals with people i've admired for almost a decade and i'm regularly told that my art inspires others. some manga authors and videogame developers have seen my art of their characters. it's been like this for years and i'm still not used to it. it's so nicel!! but it's still unbelievable.

i realized some time ago that i am now that type of unreachable artist to a lot of people. i feel guilty about it, but i don't know what to be sorry for. i guess that it was never about trying to be mysterious or forcing myself to hold back my opinions, it's just that the world is too big for one person to be on the spotlight. now that i have a job and i'm busy, i'm very comfortable in a spotlight i can turn off whenever i want.

(side note i still draw a lot but it's mostly my ocs and i'm embarrassed to post them)

if there's something i know for certain is that people will always want to see cool art. my family always asks for my drawings even if they're always girls making out and not the kind of paintings they wish i made. my friends who aren't artists still struggle to put into words why they like what i do, even if they don't know the characters; but the fact that they keep trying to communicate it makes me happy, because it shows that they really want me to continue doing this.

i don't need to hope that humanity keeps making art because i already know it will happen. but i wish people who are already on this path don't feel discouraged about the future, even with the rise of generative AI and fascism and the decline of social media platforms. the world is much more beautiful with everyone's creations in it and there's always room for more, we will always yearn for more.

i have no plans to stop making art unless i go blind, in which case i would probably learn to make music. i want to get better, i will get better, but i'm just a random person who happens to be alive at a time when random people post their art online. no matter where you are in your artistic journey, if you decide to keep moving forward, i'll meet you here in the spotlight.

[nothingenoughao3]

[eyebulb]

Y'know what. I know singing a song in court is silly and I love the fact that Stolas is silly. But, considering he's playing the part of an arrogant racist royal, how arrogant isn't it to be like "Hey, I'd like to explain, but I'm feeling theatrical so I'm gonna make it a whole ass performance cus I feel like it!" Like, I hope we've all realized that the court is just Satan and the rest playing around and throwing their power around. That's why the sins have that ridiculous childish fight in the middle of it. It's also why no one really questions Andrealphus' claims about Blitz cus eh, he's a royal and an imps life doesn't matter anyway so might as well take his word for it. (I also realize that Andrealphus' plot could've worked even if Stolas didn't show up, since he made it seem like Stolas was incompetent as fuck. He could've worked that out.. and if Stolas finds out about Blitz's death, that'd devastate him.. further proving that he's incapable of handling his duties. I do still think that Andrealphus planned and hoped for Stolas so show up though) The court actually allowing Stolas to have his little number further drives home the differences between Royalty and hellborns. Considering they didn't have time for a testimony, or Blitz' final words.. but Stolas can sing his little gay heart out if he wants to, that's fine. I'm just a little impressed his theatrics worked so well in his favour. Like.. intentional or not, his little music number just helped him sell the whole puppetmaster schtick he had going on. Nice going! Sad it made everyone else hate you though, Stols.

[denamelesshuman]

Goyuu Hanahaki disease AU with a twist, so instead of hana (flower) it's baby so it's Babyhaki disease, where instead of flowers grow inside your lungs when you have a crush on someone, you grow a baby in your belly instead. If the love is requited, the baby will look like the one who is crushed on, and the bigger and deeper the feelings involved, the more the baby will take after the 'father', but if the love is unrequited, the baby will either be miscarriaged, a stillborn, or in a rare chance continue to live, they'll look exactly like the one crushing on or the 'mother'. So when peace finally comes down to Jujutsu and Gojo-sensei is saved like the others, Choso, Higuruma, Nanami. And out of nowhere Yuji starts showing symptoms of morning sickness with a slight bump on his belly that keeps growing by the weeks, throwing everyone out of the loop of discovery.

They begin speculating, from Yuji got another curse he ingested (to which Yuji swore he didn't, the last time was his big brothers the Kusouzu but Choso confirmed they had all dissolved within Yuji's soul fully), to Yuji was conceiving a cursed womb after unknowingly got impregnated by an unregistered curse (which is unlikely because Yuji would've known unless he was taken while being unconscious. In that case, Choso who was monitoring him would've also know). So none of the speculations were likely to happen.

As Yuji's condition can only be explained as extraordinary pregnancy and everyone is at their wits' end with his belly getting bigger.

Yuji who (despite trying hard to pretend, saying he'll be fine and doesn't want to abort the baby, wanting to keep them at least until the day they should be born because doesn't want to object whatever it is growing inside him as another case of aborted fetus, just like all his other big brothers) begins to show signs of demotivation, is sapped of his usual bright energy, and is getting sickly every other day. Until one day Nanami comes back from the library, showing him a ripped part of an old scroll, which explains a rare ancient curse that caused the phenomeneon called the babyhaki disease, and that whatever illness is eating away at Yuji's body and soul will be cured once the fetus is out of his system, alive or not.

"Perhaps, this is the one," Nanami explains, "it could be due to the effect of last time ancient curses and incarnations alike surged after the CG and disappeared along with Sukuna's parting, but maybe this ancient curse lingered and infiltrated the very person whose body attracted and was conducive to host it. Itadori-kun's body constitution as an innate vessel which had hosted a dormant curse for a long time before, ever since he was born without himself knowing, now said curse was gone, leaving his body void, it was plausible if something like this were to happen."

All the people in the room stared hard at Yuji, still reeling from the shock of the only plausible explanation of what could be the 1st time they ever encountered in his lifetime. But then again, the case of Sukuna's vessel was also the only time they had ever witnessed and it was all tied to Yuji, so this being another case w/ the boy is far from impossible.

Yuji could only shrink under all the hard and questioning stares directed at him. Just like the others, he'd never heard about that ancient curse and it was true, that he had never realized he was born with a curse residing within him before, until he got acquainted by jujutsu. Perhaps after Sukuna, it made his soul and body just sensitize and is prone to other curses to keep residing inside him.

"It says if both parties are human then the fetus will be human, not a cursed womb," Nanami continues, still not making any of them relieved, except for Yuji, yet he tries to hide it by avoiding everyone's stare.

"Who is it, Yuji?" Gojo suddenly asks, his voice cold and detached of any emotion.

"What do you mean, Sensei?"

"If this is the only plausible explanation for this rare phenomenon than it could only be what really happened, surely you would know who the other person is?"

Yuji goes silent and at that point, everyone gets the message. Yuji doesn't want anyone to know who the other party is. Most likely because it's unrequited.

Even after weeks of being coaxed, Yuji still refuses to say anything, opting to just avoid everyone's entirely, much to everyone's dismay bcs his health gets deteriorated further, so they all agree to leave it for now and focus on keeping Yuji and the fetus healthy till the day of delivery. Because stillborn or not, that's the only way to get the sickness out of Yuji's system entirely.

Yuji of course knows who it is, it's none other than Sensei...

But, if the curse is true, then it'd be better to just keep it himself. If the baby is alive, he'll look exactly like Yuji himself, he's 100% sure of it, so no one is gonna be the wiser and he won't cause any trouble to his Sensei by forcing him this burden.

This is Yuji's one-sided feelings, so he's the one gonna be responsible for it, not the other. He doesn't want to tie Sensei to him out of obligation that none of them thought was even possible if not for this shitty curse that came out of nowhere and due to his weird body constitution of being a vessel. No, his Sensei is too important for this world and the others. It won't do him any good if Sensei has to have another responsibility under him when he already got too many in his hands, Yuji thought, especially since Gojo-sensei wouldn't have wanted it in the first place but will be forced to take the responsibility as an adult.

So when the day the baby is due, after 1 hour of difficult surgery and another half an hour of recovery, where after Yuji finally awakes to the sight of everyone having another shock of their life, himself included, as he's face to face with the sight of tiny Gojo Satoru swaddled in cotton blanket and put on his bare chest.

Yuji, unable to comprehend the situation still, moves his eyes to a rare sight of (Yuji has to rub his eyes once because he thinks he must be dreaming), Gojo-sensei's face with a drying tear tracks on his cheeks, holding his hand tightly

"S-Sensei..." Yuji whispers hoarsely but soon clams up, not able to form another word.

The room goes into pregnant silence, until Shoko is the one breaking the ice.

"It's alright, Itadori, this is also the 1st time for all of us to see Gojo crying, some of us thought he didn't even have tear ducts..."

"But..."

"Honestly, I'm not surprised this is how the baby turns out. Now, if you'll excuse me, anyone can stay, but I need to take the baby."

"What? Why??" Yuji begins to feel anxious and moves his free hand that isn't held by Gojo to hold his baby but Shoko is faster.

"Your baby is small, and he didn't breath simultaneously upon delivery. And yes, it's a boy, Itadori, so congrats to the Gojo family I guess. We all actually thought the Gojo bloodline will end with this idiot, he himself thinks so."

"But for now, the baby needs to be put into the incubator and observed for a while.

"Don't worry Yuji, the machine is right beside you here, see?" Choso is sitting on his other side, smiling and stroking Yuji's hair gently and pointing to a glass box behind him where Shoko puts the baby inside and deftly attaches all kinds of tubes and wires, including a pediatric CPAP ( mechanical oxygen supply) to cover his tiny nose and mouth. Only now Yuji realizes how small and pale the baby looks. Tears well up in his eyes in an instant, seeing his baby conditions.

It's because he wasn't healthy during his pregnancy, he was restless, and despite hiding it, he was heartbroken, thinking his baby won't even get the chance to know who his father is. So it affects him because the baby is human. The guilt starts eating away inside his chest.

"Yuji..." Gojo softly calls, he rubs his moist eyes several times and drags a palm down his face. His tone somewhat heavy with regrets

"Yuji...yuji..yuji..."

Yuji pushes over the lump in his throat and croaks, "Sensei, so-sorry...I-"

"Yuji, why did you never say anything to me? Even when I asked you who the other is? We could've saved so much time..." Gojo was looking at him square in the eyes, there's no blaming in his eyes, only sadness and regrets.

"You shouldnt try bearing the pregnancy alone, if I had known, I would've been around you more, but I was worried I would be annoying you."

"But...I never thought, I never thought you would feel the same way about me, Sensei..."

"Why not? did you ever ask me before?"

"No...but, you told me about how you got sealed back then and it was because you thought of that man, right? I asked Ieiri-san about him, and I, I just assumed from the stories..."

"But did you ever ask me directly?"

Yuji lowers his eyes and says nothing.

"Suguru is my best friend, a comrade, at one point in my life I considered him a confidant, a family, the way I felt about him is the way Yuji feels about Megumi and Nobara. It's not the same way I feel about Yuji." Gojo squeezes his hand tighter.

Yuji looks up at him and gasps, "R-really?" unable to hide the hope and warm beginning to seep inside all the pores in his body and voice.

"Truly." Gojo nods, nothing but sincerity in his voice. He brings Yuji's hand to his lips and pecks it gently, raising the blush on Yuji's cheeks.

Choso clears his throat loudly and glares at Gojo, but it goes ignored by the other sorcerer.

Yuji is at loss for words, and Megumi chimes in. "Tbh, Itadori, Gojo-sensei was not being subtle at all, though I know he tries hard to."

"Huh? Seriously? I didn't know that?"

"It's true though..." Gojo confirms.

"Then, Sensei! Shouldn't you also say something to me?" Suddenly Yuji feels they are both in the wrong for wasting so much time when they can actually be together.

"But Yuji! Think about it from my perspective Yuji, I'm your teacher and an adult, you're my student and still a minor, even if the Great Teacher Gojo Satoru, the strongest sorcerer of modern era, lives by his own rule, I'm still concern about what's right or wrong for the people I care about!

"Plus, I thought Yuji have always had eyes for Nanamin, so I don't want to interfere your feelings unless I'm sure, if not for this curse...no maybe it's not a curse, but actually a blessing??"

Nanami groans, "Whatever it is, don't bring me into this," he sighs, "Gojo-san was just doing what adults should've done at this situation, Itadori. What's important is now everything is finally out in the clear and hopefully the sickness is cured now the baby is born."

"Oniichan thinks Nanami or Fushiguro is the better option, Yuji." Choso comments randomly.

"Hush you! I'm your brother-in-law now, so be nice to me from now on, big brother."

"Same goes to you, it means I'm your elder now so you should obey me. Don't you even think of hurting Yuji or breaking his heart or I'll k!ll you when you sleep and kidnap Yuji and his baby."

"CHOSO!" Yuji yells.

"Let him try, Yuji, he won't be able to do it anyway. Besides, I don't plan on leaving Yuji ever again let alone hurt him!"

"Good, then I dare you to make a binding vow for that with Yuji, so if you so much as accidentally violate it, you'll get repercussions."

"I don't want that!" Yuji says.

"Maybe what you mean is a vow of marriage, Choso-san," Nanami supplies, "but that's gonna have to wait until Yuji is 18."

"Technically, Japan's laws can allow under 18 as long as the parents' give permission," Higuruma adds, seeing as Yuji's guardian is now Choso-"

"Then, oniichan, thank you for your help! I owe you big one this time," Gojo bows slightly.

"Hmph, if Yuji wants it, I'll think abt it after you make that binding vow."

"No problem!" Gojo finally backs to his cheery self.

"What? Wait, Sensei!"

"Don't worry, Yuji, I mean what I said before, I won't break it no matter what."

"But the baby, the baby is sick...will he...survive?"

"Of course he will! He's our baby, isn't he? So he must be also The strongest baby! Just so you know, Yuji, Sensei was also born prematurely, weighed only 2,4 kg, and length 46 cm, and look how tall and healthy I am now! So don't worry he'll pull through and grow big and strong like us too, hell, he may even surpass me in height!"

Yuji chuckles.

"Hmm I prefer he'll be cute like Yuji, though," Choso says. "But since he has your face, he's not gonna be cute. Yuji, make sure your next baby looks like you, okay? So oniichan can play with little Yuji to his heart's content."

"Oi, choso, don't be weird," Yuji sighs. "In the first place, I can conceive due to a curse, is it possible for me to conceive again after this, I mean, now that Gojo-sensei and I know about our feelings-" He stops himself, suddenly it dawns on him and everything still feels so surreal.

To know that his unrequited love he had hid since forever, determined to bring it to his grave with him, is somehow not just reciprocated but is given back stronger, if the fact that his baby's face looks nothing short of Gojo Satoru's carbon copy, albeit a tiny version of him. Unable to hide his shyness, Yuji buries his face in his hands.

"Oh, we'll never know till we try, don't we?" Gojo singsongs with a sly tone in his voice, "I'll make sure we'll try many times to make lots of babies after this, Yuji~"

Yuji buries his face further, pulling his blankets through his head so only charming sight of his red ears and nape are showing.

"Binding vow first!" Choso shouts again, to which Gojo only laughs heartily.

Looking at both the adorable sight of his beloved Yuji and the baby secured within a blanket inside the incubator beside them, a sudden tranquility and warmth wash over his whole being.

Satoru always thinks himself belongs to no one but his own. And that the world should bow to him in exchange of him being responsible to maintain its peace

And that he's the only one should carry that burden, without relying to anyone or do it for anyone.

But now there are two other most important things in his life, that he would prioritize over everything in

This world, over everyone else first. And suddenly he doesn't feel very alone anymore.

The thought only brings calm and serenity.

He now has a family to take care of.

Ah, maybe this is what those people talk about, how it feels.

The feeling of finally settling down.

His indomitable spirit with strongest ego finally being tamed by something as domestic as having two babies he love over everything else.

For once and the first time in his life, he starts envisioning to grow old and live a long peaceful life, away from the monster inside him.

• • •

(And so after Yuji's recovery, out of being bitter that their relationship started backwards in process, Goyuu gives it their all to make up for their lost time together and tries to make babies day and night)

[spinninglightning]

whenever i read fics i always end up thinkin of a song for the fic or like, th chapter and then i canr stop associating the fic w/ those songs

[guinevereslancelot]

concept of love: 🥰👍❤️✨️😍💖❤️‍🔥🥰🫶💕💘

reality of meeting new people and dating: 😬👎🙃🗑😵‍💫❌️🫣🫠⁉️💩😐🚫

[scionshtola]

it is so hard for me not to post every single thought i have on here the moment i have it

[glsneeg-enthusiast]

forcing you to think about how sneeg genuinely thought frank was alive

[robo-dino-puppy]

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[kimvvantae]

i might post tml5 tonight !

[moomoorare]

I'd you're wondering when I'm gonna update the new chapter of The journey to Sanctuary, well!! It's almost done, if I have time tomorrow. It's been almost done for a week but reviewing it AWUGHH. I want it to be perfect.

Meanwhile I wrote like 5 fics in the span of last week lol....

[elibeeline]

i shouldve stopped watching this show at the end of season 2

[kisssukuna33]

HusbandSukuna! Who's never been the one to understand today's relationships. 50/50? No, his woman will never touch a single bill with her delicate fingers as long as he's alive and well.

HusbandSukuna! Who never understood the whole "giving your relationship time before proposing" thing. You aren't a real man if you drag out your relationship and take what you have for granted, Atleast that must have been what he was thinking when he put a big rock on your finger after dating for only 7 months.

HusbandSukuna! Who takes his role as your fiancé VERY seriously. He asked you to move in with him just right after he proposed. He does everything he can to make sure you feel comfortable in his house. He even went as far to renovate half of the house to your liking despite your much protesting that it's not needed.

HusbandSukuna! Who checks everyday to see if you are wearing the ring he put on you. it almost become a habbit for him to kiss the ring in your finger every single morning. Not just in the morning, whenever you two hangout in the public he intentionally kisses it to give other people the signal that his girl is strictly taken.

HusbandSukuna! Who wants to get married as soon as possible but he respect your time and choices. He doesn't want you to get overwhelmed by this at all, so he waits patiently ( had to restraint himself from asking like 5 times)

HusbandSukuna! Who gets so freaking happy when you finally confront him about being ready for marriage. The moment those words slip from your mouth his hands instantly go to your waist to pull you closer, closer till your foreheads are touching, He places a warm kiss on your temple and the next thing you hear makes your heart warm and fuzzy.

"You are the best thing that ever happened to me, I promise to be the best husband and I swear on my life I will take care of you and protect you till I die, I love you"

HusbandSukuna! Who jumps straight into the wedding planning. He hears from his married friends how stressful wedding planning was to them and he determines to not make you experience any bit of the stress, He tries everything in his power to make things go smooth as possible.

HusbandSukuna! Who breakdown in tears the moment he saw you walking the aisle to everyone's shock. The grumpy tatted 6'4 scary big guy who has given them nothing but attitude crying over seeing the love of his life walking down aisle? Who would have thought.

HusbandSukuna! Who immediately intertwine your fingers with his as he looks into your eyes like he sees nothing but the whole world in them and wait no minute to whisper "The prettiest, mine"

HusbandSukuna! who finally breaks free from his staring as the wedding officiant clears his throat to let him know that there's a whole wedding left to finish.

Everyone expect him to do a short vow and get done with it. Sukuna isn't known as the most expressive guy after all, but to everyone's surprise the vow lasted whole 15 minutes!! It was filled with nothing but love and appreciation for you and the little grin plastered in his mouth at the end of the vow makes it obvious how proud he was of himself ( I mean practicing this costed him a years worth friend too, after he suggested Sukuna to add some dirty degrading sex joke about you in the vows he ended up punching the guy as a result, so hell yeah he's proud of this!)

HusbandSukuna! Who keeps the honeymoon destination as a surprise till last minute, and your heart fills with joy as you realize he took you back to the beach you two first met, a place special to you both.

He booked the hotel room with the best view to the beach as expected.

HusbandSukuna! Who's heart feel warm all of a sudden, it's only a year ago he believed himself to be someone who's unable to be loved. Oh how much have changed since then.

HusbandSukuna! Who takes your hand and drags you to the balcony for a dance.

The smell of the beach, evening lightening, sounds of the ocean..All adds to the atmosphere as you two get lost in yourselves.

HusbandSukuna! Who takes a glance at the beach and sees a young family, not much older than both of you playing in the sand with their little girl.

HusbandSukuna! Who has a small smile tugged at his lips as he mentally promises to himself that he will return here again after you two finally complete your own little family.

No grammar checks, forgive me I'm too lazy

What do we think about part 2?

[attractthecrows]

making myself moody by contemplating the clan Revallen left behind