#idk if you're familiar with them but they've basically got a seat for you to hip carry babies with

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the only way to get a man out of your system is by drawing his titties

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The Anomaly || JJK

Chapter 4: Homesick

summary : In which you're isekai'd from your (own) parallel Jujutsu Kaisen universe to the canon universe.

wordcount : 2k

Pairing: Jujutsu Kaisen X Reader, eventually Character x Reader (idk who yet tho)

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You find yourself seated in a familiar spot. The scenery is the same as back at home, the sun setting on the sight of Tokyo Jujutsu Tech. There have been a lot of days where you and your best friends have lost track of time talking to one another late at night in this very spot. 

You're worried,mind running with scenarios of how home would be doing. How is your own world? Are you having this human body - cursed spirit issue too? The one you had been fighting was quite tough- were your classmates alright? Was your best friend alright? Or had everyone written you off as dead? Considering you disappeared right after a battle, it wouldn't surprise you. You're not sure. Your eyes sadden, losing yourself in your thoughts. You refuse to believe that everyone believes you're dead, that they've given up on you just like that.

You glance down at your bracelet. It's ordinary, crafted from simple wood. It matches your best friend's bracelet back at home. You wonder if his works. It's filled with water, imbued with your cursed energy. That way, he could always find you when he needed you, and you could always find him when you needed him. You doubt it works. You can't feel your connection to it currently, your cursed energy with you and you alone. 

" Are you okay? That last mission seemed to be quite rough on you. "

You glance up, only noticing Yuuji standing there now. Had he been standing there for long? 

" Ah, sorry, I didn't notice you. I'm alright. I've just got homesickness at the moment. "

He hums, noticing your sad eyes as he sits down beside you. 

" The way you stood up for Nobara was badass. It was cute too though. Are you two close in your universe? " 

He's calm, watching the scenery with you. Your presence is somewhat comforting. New, yet so oddly familiar. 

You hum. 

" Yeah, we are. I was so happy to learn that another girl would be joining our class. We hit it off right after meeting in the city for the first time, when we went to pick her up. I think that got Sukuna a little jealous. "

You're smiling fondly at the memory, meanwhile Yuuji has to remind himself that you're talking about a different Sukuna, not the one he's harboring. 

" Ah, he's your best friend right? "

You hum. 

" My one and only. "

" What about us? "

You turn to him, blinking. 

" What about us? "

" Are we close? You've mentioned that we used to be close when we were younger. "

" Ah, yeah. We were inseparable as kids. Until you grew more athletic and developed a love for horror. I'm a whimp- I don't like horror at all. It makes me downright unable to sleep. Sukuna would laugh at me when I came over to sleep over one random night, because of my fears. I wanted to prove him wrong, so I watched a horror movie with the three of you. It backfired, and I was unable to sleep. Sukuna ended up feeling guilty enough to watch Pokemon movies with me all night. We grew closer after that. I realized that I too was one of the people he has a weak spot for. In my universe, you're one of those people too. "

Yuuji blinks, not having expected that at all. 

" Sukuna as my twin.. The idea of that leaves a really bad taste in my mouth. "

You laugh softly. 

" I think it's weird you share a body with him in this universe- and that he had 20 fingers. And that you swallow them for breakfast, basically. "

Yuuji laughs, agreeing with you. A comfortable silence settles over the two of you. You lean your head on his shoulder for a moment. Back home, you were touchy with your friends, often linking arms with Nobara, or straight up pulling Sukuna along to where ever you pleased. He always pretended to hate it, but you know him better than that. 

Yuuji doesn't seem to mind, instead relishing the comforting gesture. 

Yet, you can't help yourself from asking him the next question. You need answers. 

" You've mention that you've... Killed, instead of exorcised before.... "

You're careful in your words, allowing him to stop you if he wants to. When he doesn't, you continue to carefully speak. 

" I just wondered... Do you maybe know why? - As in why they were in a human's body? "

Yuuji shakes his head, eyes on the floor. 

" I don't. There's a curse who's strong enough to transfigure people though. I know you're afraid too, but if we don't figure out how to send you home soon, you might have to fight more human-cursed spirits. "

You nod at his words, your eyes downcast on the floor. 

" I don't like it either. I hope we manage to kill patchface and these cursed spirit people before anything too rash happens though. "

You hum, about to reply when-

" It's because of you! You took me in, and now the severed parts of my soul have awakened. "

Your eyes widen, head raising to stare at the mouth and eye that has sprouted on Yuuji's cheek. What the fuck was this?-

" To help lots of people, was it? Brat! People are gonna die because you live! "

" Hey, don't tell that to Fushiguro. Don't you dare. "

Yuuji's stoic, different. It's obvious he doesn't like Sukuna. 

You don't like this Sukuna either. You can tell he's nothing like your Sukuna. 

" And what are you looking at?! "

" You're an eye and a mouth on my friend's cheek. "

You deadpan the obvious as you blankly stare at him. 

He cackles, Yuuji slaps his hand over him, trying to shut him up. 

" That's enough out of you. "

It doesn't stop him, Sukuna's mouth appearing on the back of Yuuji's hand. 

" You don't belong here! You should die! "

" That's rich, coming from someone who's a mouth on a hand now. I'd say you should die. "

While you're busy mocking him, Sukuna has an unsettling realization. He's met you before. You're not from here, and you're definitely not supposed to be here. You were a sorcerer he was forced to face back in the Heian era. Your reverse curse technique was strong, strong enough to be used as a weapon. Your domain too, was one he hated. He absolutely hates you. He needs you dead before he can carry out his plans of regaining powers. Facing both Gojo Satoru and you would set him at a huge disadvantage. One that not even his current plans could face. 

However, there's no need to rush in killing you though. It appears that you don't even know your potential just yet, your body protected with regular cursed energy. 

Yuuji scoffs, slapping a hand on his own to stop Sukuna from spouting nonsense. Thankfully, he disappears. 

" Soo, that's your Sukuna. "

" Yeah, sorry about that. "

" It's fine. I don't take things randomly appearing mouths say to heart. "

Your smile eases Yuuji's worries, his previous guilt gone, replaced by a warm feeling. The two of you sit in silence a little longer, enjoying each other's company and watching the sun set on Jujutsu Tech. 

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A few days pass, and you find yourself and your classmates in Tokyo's shopping district. 

" Aren't you buying way too much? " 

Yuuji releases a puff of stress, holding the many bags Nobara has shoved in his arms.

You're walking a few paces up front with her, your arms linked together. You have bought some stuff too, considering that was why you were here in the first place. There was no answer on when you could return to your own universe, no one has any idea how just yet. Your financials are finally properly supported by Jujutsu Tech, and you've entered the shopping district. You're only really buying stuff you need, though that is still quite a bit, leaving you with three bags. 

You're only holding one. For some reason ( an unspoken one, everyone was surprised when he offered), Megumi was carrying your other two bags. You've promised you'll buy him a crepe as a thank you, but he's brushed you off, telling you it was fine and that you should save the money. 

" Half of that is yours, you know? "

You blink at her, that's not true. 

" This bag is all that's mine! "

Just as Yuuji raises his bag to show her, one threatens to fall out of his arms. He manages to catch it. 

" Drop one and you're dead. " 

" Ah, Yuuji, do you maybe want me to carry some bags? "

" No Y/N, Itadori is a strong guy. He's fine. "

" I don't think being strong is part of the issue Nobara-"

And then.... One of the clothes she bought slips out of the open bag, on the floor. 

Everyone's eyes widen. 

You raise your hands, attempting to stop Nobara, but as expected, she's already punching him. Megumi tugs on the back of your uniform, holding his own high in embarrassment as Nobara scolds Yuuji. 

" Come. Let's pretend we don't know them. " 

He's already walking a few steps away with you, arm around your shoulders, When his phone rings. 

He takes his arm off you, taking out his phone. 

" It's Gojo sensei. " 

You're not sure why he's informing you. Maybe because you know him as well. 

Their conversation ends soon enough, and he turns around, facing Yuuji and Nobara again. 

" What? "

Finally, Nobara releases Yuuji. 

" Gojo sensei is calling us. "

" Huh, why? "

Nobara's pouting, you guess that she wanted to spend the whole day lingering around Tokyo's shopping district. 

" It's a mission, 'a top secret one'. "

You snort, the words familiar. 

" Ah, so this Gojo sensei is the same as the one back in my universe. "

" Does your Gojo sensei say that often as well? "

You grin at Nobara, nodding. 

" Last time he called us for a 'top secret mission' was because he wanted to get crepes and didn't want to go alone. "

You smile fondly at the memory. Eventually, it had only been Yuuji, Nobara, Megumi and you. Sukuna wasn't around, because he was simply god knows where. You hadn't felt bothered enough to find out back then. Your best friend had been offended that you had gone without him. You only found him hours after the place closed. As a peace offering, you spent your money on expensive fruits (strawberries) and chocolate, dipping strawberries in chocolate late at night. 

Nobara laughs at your words. Some people are apparently the same no matter the universe. 

" Why not go? Gojo sensei still said it is top secret after all. It must be big. "

You smile at Yuuji softly. He was so cute sometimes. 

" Yeah well, Y/N is right. He does say it all the time. "

Yuuji hums at Megumi's words. 

" Yeah, so what? "

All four of you exchange smiles, and make your way back to the busstop. This time, you link arms with Megumi, simply because he's the closest. He shoots you a surprised glance, but his expression softens, features softening into a smile. 

This Megumi was so different of your own. This one is nice to you. 

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[lousimusician]

Losing Innocence -- Chapter 5

Pairing: Mob!Tom x Reader

Summary: It was astounding how much you didn't know about your best friend, and how much her past could affect your future.

Warning: Language

A/N: oh my god, Idk why this chapter was so hard for me to write, but I had to rewrite it like five times. So I'm sorry for the wait. I'm also sorry if this chapter is a bit confusing.

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Tom took a sip of his drink, feeling the whiskey burn down his throat. It was late, 12pm to be exact, and Tom was stressed. So, he did the only thing he usually did when he was stressed. 

He went to one of the many strip clubs he owned, drank, and picked up some willing stripper for the night.

Tom placed the glass down with a loud clunk as he continued to watch the strippers dance. 

Harrison, who sat across from Tom, cleared his throat, catching his attention. "I know this is how you usually handle these kind of situations, but don't you think you should be focusing on finding Belle's father right now?"

"What do you think I've been doing all day, mate?" He scoffed. "I swear I'm losing my mind over this. I just needed a break."

Harrison rolled his eyes, "Fine. What did you find out then?" He asked taking a sip from his own drink. 

"That William Taylor's been busy." Harrison raised and eyebrow, waiting for Tom to continue. "His numbers have tripled in the last five years and he's making more money than he ever has."

"Why haven't we heard about this. A mob like Taylor's gaining all this power doesn't seem like something we'd miss."

"Yeah, I was confused about that too, so I read into the files a bit more. Found out all they did was clean up their act." Tom said clearly frustrated.

"Really? They've always been sloppy though."

"I know, but they've gotten better at covering their traces and getting rid of anyone that stood in their way." Tom said as a certain blonde caught his eye in the dim lights of the club.

Haz sighed. "Well that's fuckin' great. What're you gonna do with Belle now?" He asked the question he had been wondering about all day.

"I'm gonna kill William Taylor and Belle can do whatever the fuck she wants to after." Tom said looking back at Harrison.

Harrison scoffed, "Kill him? That could take months- years even. Especially now that we have no way of tracing them."

"I'll figure something out." Tom muttered. "It'll be hard though. We don't know where they are but now that Belle is gone they sure as hell can figure out where she is."

"Well, that's bloody fantastic. But why kill him, you could just set Belle up in another city."

"And you saw how great that turned out." He said sarcastically. "Killing him will be the easiest way. Alex Jacobs is dead, he basically ran the mob more than Taylor does. So by killing Taylor the entire mob will fall apart and Belle can live the normal life she's always wanted."

"I suppose that makes sense. His men aren't very smart. With Jacobs already dead and when we kill Taylor the rest of his men will probably find themselves in jail within 24 hours." Harrison said while Tom finished his drink.

The young blonde woman that worked in the club approached their table. "Can I get you another drink, Mr.Holland?" She said, smiling flirtily at him.

Tom smirked, "Yes, thank you darling." 

The woman giggled at the nickname, taking his glass and leaving the table.

Harrison rolled his eyes as Tom's eyes trailed after her. "Y'know it wouldn't be a bad idea if you finally decided to settle down."

Tom snapped his attention back to his friend. "I don't need to settle down."

Haz scoffed, "What? Are you just going to continue sleeping with strippers the rest of your life? You're 26 Tom, plus maybe if you found someone you wouldn't be so bitter."

Tom narrowed his eyes at Harrison. "I don't need to find anyone, and I'm not bitter."

"Oh please. Ever since your family-" 

"I dare you to finish that fucking sentence." Tom spit out venomously. 

Harrison cleared his throat, "Fine... Then what about Belle?"

"What about her?"

"You seem to care a lot about her and she's a nice girl."

"Belle is nothing more than a friend that I owe. Now drop the subject." He said sternly.

Harrison sighed, taking a sip from his glass. "Alright, I'll drop it... How's her friend , (Y/N), I think?"

"Quiet. Thankfully she hasn't left her room all day and I've been having the maids check on her. She isn't eating though."

The waitress had come back with Tom's drink. Another flirty smile on her pink lips. "There you go Mr. Holland." She said placing the drink in front of him. "Anything else I can do for you?"

Tom smirked again, "Maybe there is. What time does your shift end, darling?"

The blonde woman's cheeks lit up, "It ends at one. Would you like to escort me out?"

"Yes I would, sweetheart."

The woman giggled again. "Alright, I'll see you then." The woman walked away.

Tom turned his attention back to Harrison again. Haz shook his head at Tom before returning to the conversation, "If the girl isn't eating, it could become a problem in the future."

Tom took a drink of whiskey, "Whatever, It's her fucking funeral."

Haz furrowed his eyebrows, "You really couldn't care less if she dropped dead."

"Honestly, I couldn't. She's a liability... plus she cries too much."

Harrison scoffed, "Of course she's crying. She's a normal girl, I think she should be allowed to be upset."

"And that's my point. She's a normal girl, so she doesn't know how this business works and that could get us killed if she somehow finds a way to contact anyone outside of the mansion."

"You know showing a little hospitality never hurt, maybe she'll calm down and you won't have to worry about her screwing us over. Plus if Belle likes her, I'm sure you could learn to get along with her."

Tom raised the glass to his lips again, "It's not my job to learn to get along with people." He took a sip, "If I don't like someone I have them killed."

Harrison rolled his eyes, "Whatever, I'm getting out if here. I figure you're gonna wait up for that girl."

"Yeah, you can leave, see if you can find any more of Taylor's contacts.'

Harrison nodded before leaving Tom by himself.

It was a bad habit, coming to a strip club almost every night to get shitfaced and get laid. He knew that. Harrison knew that. Hell, even his men knew that. But the momentary relief he got from his job made it feel worth it.

He hated his job but he'd never leave. No, at this point it was apart of him. He killed, he tortured, he threatened lives all for money, and there was no way out now. He was a criminal.

Your words the previous night struck a cord within him. You had called them all criminals. Tom knew it was true but when you're in this business others don't go around calling themselves criminals. 

He was a monster and any relief he could get, he would take.

So now as the clock struck 1, he stood up out of his seat to find the blonde he didn't even know the name of, so he could keep forgetting.

Spotting the blonde, he walked up behind her and spoke in her ear, "Hello, love."

The woman turned around, smiling seductively, and leaned into him "Hello, I just finished up, ready to go?"

"Of course, darling."

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The car ride back to his mansion was filled with heavy breaths and soft moans. The driver all to familiar with this scene was thankful that there was a privacy barrier separating him from the sinful things his boss did in the back.

Making it back to the mansion, Tom stumbled in tipsy, with the blonde woman kissing his neck. The front door slammed shut and he locked it.

Tom's eyes closed for a second, until the woman stopped. He opened his eyes to see her looking down a hallway.

"Is someone else here?" She asked.

He looked down the same hallway, seeing a light coming from... his office. There were light shuffling sounds putting Tom on edge. His hand instantly went to his gun

"Darling, go upstairs, turn left, my bedroom is at the last one at the end of the hallway." 

The blonde nodded before going upstairs.

Tom pulled his gun out and quietly walked down the hallway. Many things were running through his head, if it was Taylor's men he'd be utterly screwed. Tom cocked the gun approaching the large mahogany doors.

He pushed the door open and raised his gun.

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