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bitchkay · 8 months ago

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Can i get soft Addis Ira hcs?

[Ask received Aug 26th 2023]

Ouu soft Addis is definitely a thought

Let's see

In an AU where Addis isn't y'know... that😳 and where hes actually a dad and a non corrupt king

That's actually kinda wholesome hold on--

Soft! Addis Ira Hcs☆

In a world where Addis dosen't blatantly call Lance a terrible son(while also actively being a a terrible father) hes... well a completely different person

Lance's daddy issues started as young as the womb cus why I find out Lance's mom was actually married to Addis- WHY TF WERE THEY LIVING IN THE DESERT?????????????????????

Unlike the other kings that are just like "oh I'm trying to protect them" "oh I'm trying to prepare them for dadadada" "oh this that and the third" bro is blatantly abusive💀💀 I'm pretty sure he knows he's shitty, he doesn't give a fuck

So an AU where... that's not the case is literally just flipping the switch, take everything bad and get rid of it🥰🥰

In an AU where Addis isn't an asshole Lance's mom would def still be alive that's for sure

Yall they can be a family yall🥰💖

Lance deserves that much

Lance deserves to have a proper family

Lance growing up not only with a dad in the home but yk actually having a home to live in--

That could've saved bro so much trauma

Addis is getting the Toji treatment yall I'm sorry💀 call this the cod equivalent of dad toji with baby megumi au💀💀

Can yall imagine Addis doting on his wife💞

Lance's mom died of a curable illness so in a AU where Addis dosen't indirectly kill her I can imagine him sitting at her bed side while shes sick, holding her hand, a little Lance on the other side sleeping next to her

Yall that's so cute

Lance is a mama boy, don't matter how good of a dad Addis can be little Lance will stick to his mama's side

Even go as far as push his dad away to have her all to himself

"She my wife." "But she's my mommy😠"

Addis and Lance are constantly fighting over his moms attention

Its actually really cute how little Lance get so possessive over his mom

*Addis giving his wife a kiss on the cheek* Lance: Daddy what are you doing!?🤬🤬 *pulls them apart* Mommy can I have a kiss too😇😇

Don't get me wrong the little guy loves both his parents but that's his mommy!!

Don't get it twisted tho, the boys out number her so where ever mischief ensues you know the Ira men have been😼

Yall do you think if they were in love they would have more kids😭💞💞

Lance would be an amazing big brother

Nah like imagine Lance's parents going up to him like hey bud you're gonna have a little brother or sister I'D CRY SO HARD😭😭

Imagine Lance w/ a little sister

STOP IT😭😭

I mean sure not EVERYTHING is Addis' fault but we were truely robbed, like imagine if Addis was soft and sweet and nice and Lance had a normal (as normal as a prince can get) childhood

WE WE'RE ROBBED‼😭😭

We really could've had at least a non hostile father-son relationship and didn't it's not fair😭

Omg imagine Addis as a girl dad😭

Like that's his princess

And w/ Lance as a big brother too like THAT LITTLE GIRL WOULD BE SPOILED ASF

And shes apart of the Ira clan too, yall forgot Ira represents wrath, that girl would be tough as nails, nobody can tell her shit

She beats the shit outta some fool being disrespectful and Addis and Lance look so proud.

I guess if Addis is good the country wouldn't be in shambles--

Well the country isn't in shambles perse

But if Addis isn't actively contributing to everything bad assuming Ira has been the way it is for a long time, I'd think there's at least a foundation there for Lance to take over as king to even more steps reform the country cus that's not an easy feat and can take probably decades maybe more to achieve

Please god makes the wealth gap not so violent--

Anyway guys they're a family imagine Addis taking a young lance outside to play

Playing out in the garden, hide and seek with papa

Let's get the old man involved imagine Zeneau is with Lance right, giving him his little princely etiquette lesson and stuff and then Addis comes to grab Lance for dinner and and Lance is like DADDY and runs up to him

I'm unwell guys

We were robbed

More than that bitch slaughtered this will never happen

Yall imagine if Addis was nice

Crazy

#kay answers #court of darkness #addis ira #lance ira #court of darkness headcanons #headcanons #voltage inc

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missingn000 · 2 years ago

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so i finally worked out the details of my jjk-sxf crossover au

-it's a no-curse modern au

-first fic in the series is a toji & yor oneshot where they meet in a dog park playing with bond and divine dogs. yor shows some feat of insane strength and toji realizes they're alike; they discuss the pros and cons of their similarities and it ends with them setting up a playdate for their kids. megumi has beef with anya already

-next story is loid & nanami bonding over their pink problem children. this one is a yuuji and sukuna are twins au. sukuna is still a little demon who shouts "unhand me, you mortal!!!" when nanami tries to get him to listen. nanami sighs & goes along with it like "not until his highness finishes his vegetables"

-i have this mental image of master henderson sighing at the itadori twins & anya being like "why is it whenever something happens, it's always you three?"

-can y'all even imagine the volleyball episode with itadori twins, megumi, and anya? rip bill watkins

LOTS more below cut

-all the jjk kids (itadori twins, megumi, etc) come to eden in anya's second year. can you even apply to eden after first grade? who knows, but in this au i'm deciding they can. they're all in the same hall

-don't ask me how yuuji got into eden, i don't know either. i like to think that despite being the most troublesome, sukuna is the first to become an imperial scholar. it does NOT help with his ego

-i got myself accidentally invested in partners in crime sukuna & anya??? after overhearing his classmates call anya creepy and violent for something she did a year ago on her first day of school, sukuna gets pissed they're being superficial and judgmental towards her, so he beats up some random kid to take the heat off her

-they become best friends after that. sukuna only gets one toni bolt too because henderson realizes he did it to protect anya

-sukuna doesn't approve of damian & scares the shit out of him. he gives damian the most terrifying shovel talk of all time when anya and damian finally get together

-wouldn't it be so cool if yor and toji went on a mission together? that could be an epic story in itself

-i think mamaguro still dies in this au (though she's still alive in the first story). toji doesn't go completely off the rails though since he has friends to support him. yor especially helps a lot since they're quite close by now

-that said, megumi still needs two parents to get into eden. yor does him a "favor" and gets loid to convince nightfall to pretend to be megumi's mother for the interview

-yeah, i accidentally made myself ship them. toji could fix her i think. imagine how awkward and adorable fiona bonding with megumi would be. also, trope of found family + melting the ice princess?? i am HERE for it. also fiona fushiguro just sounds really good

-gojo needs to be a dad in all stories of mine, so he'd be the adoptive papa of nanako and mimiko ofc, but also he needs zen'in kids so he takes in maki and mai. god what a household

-gojo and getou are married. gojo is a famous genius astrophysicist and getou is a (former?) concert violinist who cracked under the pressure and is mostly a stay at home dad now

-nanami is married to shoko. she's a surgeon and a total enabler of her sons' mischief

-still working on everyones' backstories, but i'm thinking the itadori twins' mom (kaori or kenjaku?? she couldn't have been possessed in a no curse au, but...i'll figure something out) was a serial killer who murdered jin, hence the boys needing to be adopted. still deciding whether or not kaori was caught or is on the loose

-the boys were first taken by a lab similar to anya's, which is how they got super-strength, but it was shut down

-took the boys a while to find a good home, since many potential adoptive parents had a stigma towards them because of who their mother was. nanami and shoko thought it absurd that children should be cast aside solely because of their parentage

-sukuna saw kaori kill jin and it scarred him pretty badly, hence why he's way more jaded and a problem child than yuuji. he kinda blames himself for not being able to save his father, despite being literally four at the time. his greatest fear is turning out like his mother

this is all still developing, but i'm really excited to work on it!! it def won't be a linear multichap like tpg, probably more like a series of oneshots as i get new ideas. hopefully i'll have the first part published soon!

#i need a tag for this au but i don't have a name for it yet #uhmm #lets go with #jujutsu eden #for now and then i'll change it once i publish the first story #jjk x family

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tojisun · 3 years ago

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Gosh, Toji’s and Y/N’s kid’s angst just hard😭

But imagine teen Megumi when a week after his brother leaves the weight of what it meant truly hit him, imagine teen Megumi walking around the park one day and seeing a pair of siblings about his and his brother’s age playing together and before he can shake the thought of his lil brother and him in their place, their parents approach them (pushing a baby carriage) and the image of what your family used to be and could have been takes over him. When later that week he looks up for pictures with his brother and he realizes that from the point Mamaguro came back they become more and more spare till there are none of them.

Toji himself struggles through it too, there are nights where he subconsciously walks to his son room to check on him to find it empty as if had never been used before. More times that he would like to admit he finds himself looking through pictures and watching videos of when your son was still a baby/toddler, from when you were still a family, and he remembers how happy and excited you all where when your son first started to walk, he hears his son call him “papa” for the first time and it stings because it has been years since he called Toji anything of the sort, he watches how bright Megumi’s and his smiles where back then when they played chase together around the house and your son chanted “nii-chan” in between giggles.

And eventually they see you and Gojo with your family at a coffee you used to go together back in the day, and they watch how your and your son’s orders have stayed the same… and how Gojo holds your hand and kisses your cheek lovingly while your son tries to feed your daughter who’s making a mess. And it crashes them to think that that could have been your family instead.

more of the “let’s hurt the fushiguros” agenda?? yes pls! marta, baee, this is soo good!! the vivid imagery of megumi understanding the weight of losing his brother and of toji learning he’s never been fair (not to everyone, but especially not to aiko) at his pursuit of happiness? incredibly heartbreaking, lemme just go sob in a corner rq

this took too long for me to answer and it’s not fully the same as the ask, so im sorry for that ;v;

aiko’s stories: [alt. ending]; [in megumi’s eyes]; [in toji’s eyes]

[how we break masterlist]

word count: 2.2k

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yuuji and nobara rope him into meeting up with the rest of their friends in the park nearby.

nearby my ass, megumi grumbles in his mind as he steps off the bus. yuuji and nobara are being loud in front of him, with yuuji trying to follow the maps app and nobara on a phone call with maki. megumi is sure as hell that they’re lost and that he knows that he should help his friends, but the summer heat is too much and he is unwilling to lend a helping hand to his friends when it’s their fault that they’re milling about and avoiding cyclists in their attempts to locate the damn park.

it takes a confused policeman asking if they’re lost for them to find their way to the park. maki and yuuta are already setting up their picnic blanket, with toge playing around with panda.

“hi!” yuuji and nobara greet, running up to their friends. maki hoists nobara up as the girl runs full speed towards her, while yuuji jumps on panda who laughs and pokes at the smaller boy. yuuta turns to megumi and offers a smile, one that megumi returns before bowing in greeting.

the park’s packed with families and friends alike, enjoying the heat and the breeze of air. the trees line the park neatly and offer amazing shade. megumi glares at the group of friends enjoying one big tree, hiding underneath the wide shade the leaves provide, before glaring at his friends who are buzzing about as though the sun isn’t beating down on them.

“stop with the murder look fushiguro, and come here already!” nobara chides. megumi helps with setting up their picnic blanket, while yuuji lugs their bags and piles them on a corner.

“the hell you brought so much food for?” maki asks, peering at the bag upon bag that yuuji’s not even done piling up.

“snacks,” is all yuuji answers with and everyone takes that as though it is an appropriate reply.

they settle soon after, pulling out board games and card games, all the while snacking and eating and talking. megumi isn’t usually so social, but he’s having so much fun and he feels so free. there’s always been a certain tenseness in their house the moment he left and as much as they pretend that it isn’t there, megumi finds it hard to ignore. so this moment with his friends is like a liberation.

the noise dies down moments later. toge and panda are snoozing with yuuta back to reading a book beside them. nobara and maki are giggling amongst themselves, their hands twined together, smiles and eyes so gentle despite the sweat rolling down their temples. yuuji’s playing a video game on his phone, the sound effects becoming their muted background noise; the swords clashing and the cheesy character dialogues fill in the silence, and megumi thinks how fun it’s truly been.

(megumi thinks of long nights cooped up in a room now empty, lights turned off to fully bask in the special effects of whatever the two boys are playing; thinks of open bags of chips and lukewarm soda shared between the two, grunting and groaning when their avatars fail to complete the quest.

he thinks of aiko’s whining. “megumi stop winning!”

he thinks of his own laughter. “sorry aiko, you just suck.”

megumi thinks of what is lost.)

he tunes out the rush of memories and studies the scenery, watching different people mingle about. there are people with their pets, there are others who are playing volleyball and a different group playing badminton, and cyclists are making their rounds before disappearing behind the trees.

there is so much life in this park. so much to see. but all megumi could focus on are the two boys playing a metre from megumi’s group. they look like siblings and megumi is struck with how much they resemble aiko and megumi when they were still kids; when megumi’s just seven and aiko’s just three. the loud and happy squealing easily escapes their throats as they run around, tagging each other. they’re both so sweaty, their shirts clinging on their backs and their hairs glossy, sticking on their foreheads and yet, they look the happiest.

when the smaller boy says, “nii-chan!” megumi turns away, frantically trying to push away the sudden onslaught of memories and longing. but his eyes land onto a couple who are approaching the boys.

he watches, almost with bated breath, as the boys run up to their parents before flocking at the stroller pushed by their father. he watches as their mother crouches down, wiping her boys’ sweat away with a hand towel she procured from one of the many pockets of the stroller, laughing when they squirm and giggle at her little prodding.

he watches, struggling to smother the memories, but it is futile.

he misses what he had.

he misses the way aiko would trudge up to him, wobbly feet and wide smile, drool pooling at the corner of his mouth. “megu-nii!” he would call, grabby hands turned to his brother.

he misses the way you would scoop the two of them in your arms, struggling to embrace them both as aiko attempted to climb on your torso, little feet accidentally kicking at megumi’s ribs.

he misses the way toji—the man who he was with you; the man he couldn’t be with megumi’s mother—would lift megumi and aiko when they both passed out in the couch after watching series of cartoons to tuck them in their beds, murmuring sweet promises of good night sleep and soft ‘i love you’s’.

he misses dropping aiko off at daycare with you and then being dropped off at his own elementary school, kissing your cheeks in goodbye before running out to meet his friends. he misses breakfast at the quaint diner near their previous house. he misses trick-or-treating with aiko and celebrating their birthdays together, and christmas and every holiday that megumi celebrates alone now. he misses surprising you and toji in the morning, jumping at your bed and squealing giddily when toji tickles them while you watch and laugh before pressing morning kisses on their foreheads and promising either pancakes (aiko’s favourite) or waffles (megumi’s go-to) for breakfast.

he misses life with you and aiko; the life that was taken from him. the life that he’s lost.

when his mother came back, he thought that everything wouldn’t change; that despite he and aiko having different moms, you and aiko would still stay in his life. but he lost you first, and aiko followed. he always does.

megumi teased him for being a mama’s boy, for running to you at every waking moment, but megumi didn’t realize that aiko would choose to leave too.

“fushiguro?” megumi hears yuuta ask, worried face hovering before megumi’s. “are you okay?”

megumi swallows the lump in his throat, suppressing the tears that are scratching at his eyes and ignoring the way his heart is breaking, and says, “yes.”

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toji studies the room, confused as to why it is empty. sans the bedframe and the study table, aiko and his belongings are gone. not even the old, beat up couch that aiko wanted in his room was there. panic rises at toji’s throat, thinking that aiko’s been taken, when slowly, like running water, he remembers.

aiko left.

toji stumbles on his feet, collapsing on the small bed as though his heart has been flung and tossed aside and stomped on. this is the fifth time this month already. fifth time since toji forgot that his son left; that aiko’s not even in tokyo anymore but in shibuya.

toji’s never had trouble remembering things, so he wonders why now.

(“you’re denying it, i think,” she said, slim fingers running at his calloused ones, eyes faraway as though she was feeling toji’s own sorrow. “i’m sorry.”

"it's not your fault," toji replied, embracing her. "it's mine." she would try refuting his statements but toji would shake his head, pressing his lips in a pained smile.

let me feel the ache. let me hurt.

and she would stay silent because this is something toji does not want her to fix).

it never really got easier. toji wonders, briefly, if his own abandonment of you stung as painful as this. if you clawed at your heart, knowing something is amiss but being unable to right what is gone; if you’ve forgotten that he’s left, forcing yourself to keep relearning and reliving the pain he left you with.

toji wonders if maybe this is karma; if this is the world balancing itself in an equilibrium. a heart for a heart.

(there will come a time when the pain would patter away and he would be able to think about aiko and you again without feeling like a knife is carving a new wound in his heart; when seeing aiko revere satoru would no longer sting; when he would no longer flinch whenever aiko calls out “dad” and it not meaning toji. there will come a time when both hearts would heal, but it has yet to come.

toji still locks himself in aiko’s room on the days that everything feels too much, gazing forlornly at an old video that toji remembers at every breath. his heart twinges at every boyish laugh that aiko lets out, high-pitched giggles easily followed by your own titters. but that’s not the worst.

this is the worst:

a wobbly call of “papa,” one that was not fully formed but was warbled enough that it took toji’s breath away, heart unable to contain the unbridled joy and love.

“aiko, my son,” toji had replied, pressing the babe close to him, snuggling at his soft head. aiko sighed at toji’s gentleness, resting a chubby cheek on toji’s shoulder.

megumi was jumping in joy beside toji, cooing at his baby brother whose big eyes sparkled at megumi’s uncontained excitement. toji smiled at his other son, ruffling his unruly hair and laughed when megumi tried teaching aiko his name.

toji finally turned to look at you and his breath was stolen once again. oh how beautiful you were, smiling in the purest form of happiness that toji wished he could always provide for you.

“darling,” toji called, beckoning you closer, hands itching to touch you, “my beloved.”

and when you reached out to him too, toji felt like he could eat the world raw.)

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poetic justice.

that’s the only thing that megumi could think of as he gazes at your family from across the shop, eyes locked on aiko sitting beside his sister, a stranger to megumi.

megumi tries not to peer at his parents, but neither have spoken the moment they saw the very people his mother was trying to avoid. she never did say it out-loud, but both megumi and toji knew that she wanted to be as far away from you and your family. megumi had understood, of course he had, but it never really did help the tension between his parents.

what he watches, instead, is the way satoru lovingly clasps your hand in his, pulling your joint hands up to his lips before pressing a gentle kiss on the back of your palms. he looks so in love with you and megumi knows that this is something you dearly deserve.

he smiles at the waitress who arrived with their food, busying himself with his pancakes (one he knows aiko had ordered for both himself and his sister, cutting it up in tiny pieces and feeding it to her), and sipping on his iced coffee (white mocha, just like how you always took it).

he casts another glance your way and jolts on his seat when he meets aiko’s eyes. his brother quirked an eyebrow, nodding his head once in greeting and giving megumi a tight-lipped smile. megumi wasn’t given the chance to respond because aiko’s sister requests his attention once again, tugging at his sleeve and opening her mouth to which aiko chuckles about before feeding her another slice of pancake. aiko does not look up after that.

toji abruptly stands up from his seat, the chair clattering, before walking out. megumi turns to his mother and almost hisses at the sight of her teary eyes.

“mom?”

she shakes her head, smiling painfully at him. “i’m okay, megumi. we’re okay.”

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there is something immoral in the way toji covets for a family with you, a family he once had and had exchanged away.

when he finally caught sight of you, something breaks in him. you are so beautiful and in love, toji misses when it was him you are looking at with those tender eyes of yours. he misses you.

he watches, with a stuttering heart, as gojo tucks a lock of your hair behind your ear, hand trailing off to caress your cheek. you lean onto the touch, smile widening, eyes fluttering and really, toji cannot blame gojo for coming to kiss you, almost as though he simply cannot help himself.

then.

then he meets gojo’s eyes. the bastard himself had peered at toji, blue eyes crinkled slyly as his lips stayed locked with yours.

the longing vanished and all that replaced it was anger. toji storms off, unable to see any more of gojo satoru’s gloating.

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chuuyrr · 2 years ago

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i wanna reqs hehe chuu my beloved, imagine scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader wanting to visit philippines because of boracay she want to see nemo and fishes, riding banana boat, kayak and of course foodies especially in Jollibee also jjk students, and papa toji is there din diba tapos they tried riding jeep.

jjk characters & scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader goes to boracay/philippines for vacation

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): jjk characters might be written ooc, mostly headcanons because almost everyone is in it, fluff

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! jujutsu kaisen x child! reader (gojo satoru, fushiguro toji, jujutsu tech students, nanami kento)

before you read: hi, in case you're new, you're megumi's younger half-sibling, and while you don't have cursed energy, you do have scarlet witch's powers and abilities! aside from that, as a special scarlet witch variant, you also have the ability to travel across the multiverse. how chaotic! furthermore, like your half-brother megumi, you are being cared for by gojo satoru, who also serves as your adoptive father. for more info, please see the masterlist.

you didn't know much about the philippines until you heard about it from your uncle nanami and adoptive father, gojo. the philippines was mentioned because gojo was looking for a vacation spot, and you were overjoyed to hear how the philippines had this island called boracay, which meant fishies and boats, as well as this well-known fast-food restaurant called jollibee.

you asked immediately gojo to take you there as soon as you heard about it (and everyone else including toji).

it didn't take long for gojo to clear everyone's schedules and buy flight tickets for a couple of days in the philippines, and honestly, gojo seemed more excited than you were because by the time he woke you up for the flight, you were still a little sleepy and irritated due to the time, but gojo was already dressed for the beach. the classic polo with hawaiian design, shorts, and sunglasses

anyway, after gojo woke you up and dressed you, you both went to the airport with your luggages, where you met a very sleepy and still yawning tokyo jujutsu high students; maki and nobara were leaning against each other while clutching their luggages, yuuji and megumi were still yawning, and inumaki and panda were drinking some of the beverages that nanami and toji got the kids. you were still too sleepy to process everything, so you slept even after everyone else boarded the plane.

the plane ride to the philippines took between ten and eleven hours, and you almost didn't get any sleep because toji and gojo were arguing about who you should sit with.

you were upset with them, so you didn't choose any of them to sit and sleep with. you chose to sit beside your uncle nanami, who shared a seat with megumi and yuuji because he was quieter than the two. both of your fathers were completely betrayed to see you lean against nanami and slept. gojo and toji also ended up sitting next to each other and grumbled and blamed each other the entire flight.

fast forward to the philippines, where you arrived at your destination, boracay, and everything was forgiven with toji and gojo because you were no longer irritable and had gotten a good night's sleep, but the huge difference struck you as soon as everyone got their luggage and stepped off the plane.

"it's so hot here," you exclaimed, and your brother and his classmates agreed, but a smile instantly lit up your face as you took in the sight of coconut trees, white sand, and how blue the ocean of the luxurious hotel resort gojo had booked, "but very pretty!"

"ahh! i can't wait! we should get to our rooms so we can change and swim!" nobara exclaimed, jumping up and down with yuuji.

"i wanna go see nemo and the other fishies!" you cried out, tugging gojo's and toji's hands.

"you will, angel," toji chuckled softly, reaching out his hand to ruffle your hair as gojo nodded and smiled down at you.

you were all guided by the staff to where you and everyone would be staying, and to be honest, you were annoyed when the said staff seemed to be... checking out gojo, toji, and nanami, but it was fine since your father and uncle weren't paying attention to her anyway.

the rooms were assigned as follows: you and gojo, megumi and yuuji, nobara and maki, panda and inumaki, and nanami and toji. you dressed up in your favorite swimwear and wore matching heart-shaped glasses with nobara, and as soon as you were all dressed up, you all went off the beach first instead of yours and everyone else's private pool because you wanted to go to the beach.

"look at how white the sand is! it's like snow!" you exclaimed softly, sprinting away from the others who were chasing you as you picked some up in your hands.

"there are also some seashells! look, [name]-chan!" yuuji picked up a bunch of pretty shells near the shore and showed them to you.

"fishies! we have to see the fishies next!" you exclaimed as you dropped the white sand in your hands and dashed into the ocean, almost squealing as the cold yet refreshing waters made contact with your skin, "the water's cold!"

"oi, wait for us!" gojo yelled, laughing as he chased you down, only to laugh again when you splashed him with water, "kikufuku! you little rascal!"

"take that!" you exclaimed, splashing water on gojo as he chased you and the tokyo jujutsu tech students in the waters.

and just when you thought it was over, women and even men were staring at your entire family, and it wasn't just because panda was with you; they were practically gawking (and drooling) at gojo, toji, and nanami at most.

but don't worry, your family was overprotective of you the same way you were towards tjem when little boys your age started talking to you and giving you seashells and seaweeds. gojo and toji were not having it and were not prepared for boys chasing after their precious kikufuku/angel! they may or may not have shooed them off on purpose.

anyway, for the most part, gojo, toji, and nanami had done the majority of the talking and explaining to you and everyone because of their fluency in english due to their works or previous work, as in the case of toji.

you honestly didn't understand much of what the kids you spoke to said either because you weren't fluent in english or tagalog.

regardless, you still had a good time at the beach. you splashed everyone and everything, collected seashells and seaweeds with yuuji, inumaki, and panda, and may or may not have scared the living hell out of everyone when you dove into the waters while everyone else was about to go snorkeling.

toji, gojo, and nanami nearly died as they dove into the waters after you, only to find you swimming just fine with the help of your chaos magic. you got to see a lot of fishes and, surprisingly, nemo, as well as some jellyfish and turtles, just like you'd always wanted to.

"there weren't any sharks like bleghh though," you frowned as you and everyone resurfaced.

"kikufuku, i think it was best that we didn't see any sharks at all or else we would have probably gotten eaten..." gojo's sweat dropped, along with yuuji, nobara and megumi.

in addition to swimming and snorkeling, you also got to ride banana boats, which you thoroughly enjoyed. you enjoyed the salty sea breeze as a guy in a speedboat dragged all of you on a banana boat around the ocean's surface, and then you were all yeeted straight into the ocean.💀

the kayaks were also very nice, especially the clear ones. nobara and gojo were in awe of the men rowing the clear kayaks because they really know how to take social media-worthy photos and videos of their passengers.

after a long day at the beach, new and fresh clothes and a good bath were insufficient. you were starving; everyone else was starving.

"daddy, papa, i'm hungry! let's find jollibee and buy there!" you exclaimed, your [color] eyes brightening as you remembered the fast-food restaurant you were looking forward to visiting.

"[name]-chan is right, we should have jollibee! i've read that it's as good as kfc, if not better," itadori said, to which nobara and maki agreed as they researched the said fast-food restaurant with inumaki.

"... kfc huh?" gojo muttered upon hearing yuuji, his sweat dropping as he recalled something.

"there should be one, but it's on the main road," maki pointed out, displaying the location on nobara's phone to everyone.

"i'll book as an uber ride. oh, wait, they don't have uber here. apparently, it's grab car here in the philippines," gojo muttered, his eyes widening as he looked at his phone and yanked his black round sunglasses down.

when you were getting your jackets and leaving the hotel to get a car and head to the nearest jollibee, a strange vehicle caught your eye from afar and looked like a mini-bus of sorts.

"hey, what's that?" you asked, pointing at the said vehicle as you sat on gojo's shoulders.

"i'm actually not sure.." gojo furrowed his brows.

"what if we ride that mini bus thingie instead to get to jollibee instead of a car?" you suggested, eyes lighting up with excitement, "it looks fun!"

gojo stopped booking a car, as you suggested, and instead, all of you went up to the mini-bus and had nanami talk and ask first about the mini-bus if you guys could actually ride it to jollibee.

"well? what did he say?" toji inquired as nanami returned to all of you.

"that mini-bus is a public transportation service here in the philippines, and it's actually called a jeepney—jeep for short," nanami explained, to which all of you nodded in understanding with a wonderstruck gaze at the vehicle. "there's a fare to be paid individually, but it's cheap."

"well, then, what are we waiting for?! let's ride the jeep!" itadori fist pumped the air.

you cried out happily with hands in the air, "yeah! let's go! let's go!"

riding the jeepney was an something. passengers were staring at you and everyone else, especially toji, gojo, and nanami who were gripping the handle in the ceiling of the said vehicle, wondering why (hot) foreigners and a walking panda were riding in a jeep when you could all have taken a car. sure, it was a little humid because there was no air conditioning, but it still was a fantastic experience.

after the jeepney ride, you all hopped off and made your way to the jollibee fast-food restaurant. when you saw the mascot statue outside, you couldn't help but zoom away from them and squeal with delight.

"JOLLIBEEE!!" you screamed, practically clinging onto the statue, "IT'S REALLY HIMM!!"

gojo couldn't stop laughing as he took out his phone to take pictures of you clinging to jollibee. you were eventually joined in the picture taking by megumi, yuuji, nobara, and the second years. after marvelling at the mascot, you all entered the restaurant, where you were greeted by friendly staff and some people who were once again staring at your family, particularly gojo, toji, and nanami.

"ooh! it's the chicken joy! let's order a bucket!" itadori exclaimed, pointing at the menu.

"and some fries too," nobara said, which itadori nodded in agreement with.

"how about you, [name], what else do you want?" nanami asked, gently picking you up to show you the jollibee menu.

"i wanna try this one.. it's called, uh, palabok?" you tested out the foreign word on your tongue as you picked, "and the peach mango pie!"

"hey, i want peach mango pie too!" gojo suddenly ran up to you and nanami, grinning.

"are you [name]?" nanami narrowed his eyes.

"hmm, how about we order a little bit of everything so we can try different foods besides the chicken and fries?" megumi suggested, "the palabok sounds interesting, as does their peach mango pie."

"megumi's right, let's just order a bit of everything," toji agreed with biological son.

with nanami, toji, and gojo, you and everyone were able to order all of the meals you had been wanting to try. you all chose to eat at the restaurant for the experience too. you all first tried the chicken joy and fell in love at first bite.

"oh my god. that's really good! it's crunchy!" itadori proclaimed, taking another bite.

"salmon tuna mayo," inumaki nodded.

"it really goes well with the gravy too." maki agreed with inumaki.

after that, you, megumi, and nanami tried the palabok. you were in awe as soon as you mixed the thin rice noodle dish with the sauce with shrimp, pork, and sliced boiled eggs and took a slurp of your food.

"this is amazing!" you exclaimed, taking another slurp of the palabok dish using your fork.

"[name]'s right, it's savory," megumi said, a small smile on his face, "i expected it to be somewhat sweet, but it's actually just right."

"really? let me try!" nobara inquired, to which megumi slid his own plate towards her, allowing her to take some and try it for herself, "you guys weren't kidding. it is good! really, really good!"

you then tried the peach mango pie with gojo and the tokyo jujutsu tech students and nearly died because the filling was so hot, but it was sweet and the pie was crunchy, which perfectly contrasted the viscosity of the peach mango pie filling. you and gojo liked it so much that he ordered an entire box just for the two of you.

gojo had taken out and paid for another bucket of chicken, along with some fries, palabok, and yum burgers at the end of your food trip in Jollibee because you, megumi, nobara, yuuji, maki, panda, and inumaki wanted more of it to eat back at the said hotel, and all of you rode the jeep again instead of a car because you wanted to ride one again on the way back.

maki and nobara combed and tied your hair after you took a shower and dried your hair with the help of toji and a hair blower, and you couldn't help but think of something very important as everyone gathered around you and the table of takeouts sitting comfortably in the living room of the hotel gojo booked.

perhaps you should magic a jollibee restaurant back in japan, you thought as you munched on your crunchy chicken joy drumstick. yeah.

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✰ TEACH

pairing ⋆ toji fushiguro x fem!reader

synopsis ⋆ in all your years of teaching you’ve never encountered a parent like toji.

warnings ⋆ vaginal sex, oral sex, creampie, dacryphilia if you squint, dumbification

ꔵ the first time you ever saw toji fushiguro was around second month of school, when megumi had began acting up in class. you knew megumi to be a spoiled rich kid, as he was always being dropped off and picked up in sleek black cars with tinted windows, along with his older sister tsumiki. sometimes you’d catch a glimpse of the driver if megumi ever needed assistance getting his bag out the car, but that was the only semblance of adult supervision you’d seen megumi receive outside of school faculty.

megumi was always dressed crisply and his meals efficiently packed. he really didn’t seem to understand the concept of sharing or caring and relied on his tiny fists to solve conflicts. this was all a stark contrast to his sister tsumiki, seeing as his older sister’s teachers only sang her praises. truly you had tried to get through to the seven year old, but out of all the trouble makers you’d ever taught, megumi really liked to work your nerves.

which brought you here, at a parent-teacher conference with megumi’s father, toji fushiguro. his large figure looked comical as he sat in one of the small plastic, colored chairs, usually inhabited by first graders of course. he wore a plain black t-shirt and white slacks. he also had a black blazer that he he had draped over the side of his chair. the side of his lips was decorated with a menacingly large scar that twitched occasionally as he listened to you speak.

“... all i want is for megumi to have a good time here in first grade. i know he and his sister are new so making an adjustment may be difficult, but i’d like to make the transition for young megumi as smooth as possible.” you finished as you fiddled with your fingers.

toji shifted in his chair with a slight grunt. “mrs. ____ is it?” he asked. you shook your head.

“just miss actually.” you corrected him shyly. his entire demeanor was so intimidating you didn’t want to insult him. you almost miss the mischievous glint in his eye as you lift your eyes to face him again.

“i understand your concerns with my son. i had no idea what a little shit he was being. especially to such a beautiful young woman as yourself.” his tone is suggestive, contradicting the polite smile adorning his lips.

you smiled uncomfortably. “thank you, but i would never think of your son as...a little shit. i’m sure he has a sweet side somewhere. which is why, i thought maybe megumi could benefit from some sort of counseling?” you suggested, pushing forward a slip of paper. toji leaned forward taking the document from the desk and began to read over it, his brow quirking up in interest. “alongside being a first grade teacher i also serve as a counselor here at the elementary school.” you began to explain. “although i’ve never counseled a student of my own in fear of bias, i think it would be wise if megumi had someone whom he was acquainted with.”

toji set the slip back down and set his gaze on you. you squeezed your thighs together as he fixed you with his stare. he really was intensely attractive. “hm, how unfair is it that my son gets more alone time with you than i do?” this time he smirked. so it wasn’t your imagination, he was flirting with you.

“mr. fushiguro?”

“i’m only teasing teach.” he chuckled. “i agree. i think we could all benefit from megumi’s counseling,” he folded his arms over his broad chest, his muscles flexing beneath his shirt. “so when does he start?” your eyes zoned in on toji’s biceps before blinking back up at him he pretended not notice you ogling him. “ah well...next wednesday perhaps? all i need is for you to sign the slip.” you said sliding him a pen from your desk.

your fingers brushed against his as he took the pen. you tried to ignore it, knowing he was probably only try to get a rise out of you. he began to scribble his signature, once he finished he stood up from his seat and you followed suit. “thank you mrs. ____ for contacting me.” he said, holding out his hand for you to shake.

you took it, letting his large hands envelope yours. “ah...again it’s just ms. ____. i’m not married.” you corrected him again with a lighthearted laugh. toji smirked at that before he leant in towards you. startled, you froze, afraid he might kiss you, until you realized he was only leaning towards your ear. “we’ll be in touch then, ms. ____.” he spoke in a lower tone. you were left standing there completely dumbstruck as he retrieved his blazer and threw it over his shoulder.

“yes...” you murmured quietly in response as he left you alone in the classroom.

ꔵ three months into counseling with megumi you had begun to see progress. his angered outbursts only came in waves and he had stopped using his hands and started using his words. his attitude toward you had also warmed up and he had even began giving you hugs. you were happy all the exercises you’d been working on with him were finally starting to pay off.

the only big issue? his father.

every time you spoke to him there was always a flirty or suggestive undertone. he never crossed the line but he would constantly get close to doing so. there was one counseling session a couple weeks ago when he came to pick up megumi (something he had suspiciously started doing ever since your counseling had started). you were both standing outside the door of the classroom, with megumi inside coloring, as you briefed toji on his counseling session.

“so he’s doing well then, i’m glad. but how are you doing teach? i know dealing with these little brats all day can’t be good on your stress.” he said, resting his hand on your forearm. you glanced down at his thumb caressing your skin before laughing nervously, brushing his hand down. “ah...really i’m alright mr. fushi - “

“i’ve told you to call me toji.” he interrupted, his voice dropping to that low tone once again.

you cleared your throat, trying to settle the butterflies that formed in your stomach. “thank you toji. but really i don’t mind it. i’ve been doing this for almost eight years now..” you tried your best not to let your voice waver under this suggestive tension.

toji stepped forward, the space between the both of you becoming almost non existent as your breasts came in contact with his chest. “well just know teach...” he murmured, lifting his fingers to your chin, “if you ever need any stress relief - “

“papa!”

you jumped back from toji like a frightened feline, while toji stood in place clearly unfazed by his child’s sudden presence. you’d been so focused on trying not to jump toji’s bones right then and there, you hadn’t even noticed megumi open the classroom door. “can we go home now? i’m hungry.” he whined, brandishing a cute pout on his face.

you couldn’t help but smile at the cute kid. toji bent down and picked him up, resting him on his hip. “hungry huh? well you can eat this knuckle sandwich for interrupting ms. ____ and i.” he teased, playfully twisting his fist into megumi’s face. megumi giggled slapping away his large hand before turning to look at you. “sorry ms. ____.” he apologized sweetly. yet another skill he’d learned from his counseling sessions.

you grinned and leaned forward to pinch his cheek. “don’t worry about it lovebug! it wasn’t that important anyway.” you chirped, glancing over at toji to see his lips twitch into a frown. you held back a giggle at how identical his pout was to little megumi’s. you leaned into the classroom to take megumi’s backpack off the hook, which toji took and swung over his free arm.

“say goodbye to ms. ____, megumi.” toji instructed. megumi raise his arm to wave, which you met with a small high five instead. “i’ll see you in the morning megumi!” you cheered. toji glanced back at you briefly. “don’t forget about my offer ms. ___.” he said with a wink, before turning back around and walking off with his son.

once he and megumi were out if sight you fell back against the classroom door with a whine. toji fushiguro would truly be the end of you.

ꔵ the afternoon sun shone through your window as you finished up the last of your student reports. as you began to pack up, you heard a knock at your classroom door. “come in!” you called out, not bothering to look up from your work.

you sighed as you gave up on organization and just began to sweep the papers into a folder, but before you could finish, a large hand fell on top of yours. you let out a yelp, looking up to find toji fushiguro smirking down at you. he looked as though he’d come straight from work, blessing you with a tight button down shirt and black slacks. god, he was a work of art.

“afternoon teach.” he greeted you.

“mr. fushiguro what a surprise. what are you doing here? megumi’s gone home already hasn’t he?” you asked, trying to keep calm as a million more thoughts raced through your mind.

“ah, that’s right. he’s long gone. ‘s just you and me.” he said as he fixed you with his strong gaze, his hand closing around yours. “i came because i wanted to thank you. i haven’t seen megumi like this in awhile. i know this was mostly a school thing, but he’s been less of a little shit at home too,” he informed you, his thumb slowly caressing your hand.

you were becoming putty under his touch. “yes...i’m glad gumi’s doing do well at home too. all i want is the best for him.” you answered, stumbling over your words a bit. toji brought your hand up to his lips kissing your knuckles. “mhm...so i was wondering if you’d thought about my offer?” he asked, looking back at you through those lustful eyes.

“mr. fushiguro - “

“toji.”

“t-toji...i’m delighted you would pay me a visit simply to thank me, but it really isn’t necessary.” you could feel his aura start to envelope you, the tension between you two thickening with lust. the most he’d done was kiss your knuckles and already you were trying to keep from rubbing your thighs together.

still holding firmly onto your hand, toji began to walk around your desk. “ms. ____, i insist you let me properly thank you because i feel you’re deserving of it. do you not?” he murmured, gingerly pulling you up out of your seat, guiding your hand towards his chest. your fingers instinctively hooked around the fabric where he’d left his shirt unbuttoned. his other arm snaked its way around your waist.

“toji...we shouldn’t. this is highly unprofessional, i could get fired. and what about megumi?” you rambled, trying to keep your composure. toji leaned down and began to press sweet wet kisses down your neck. you sighed out, letting your hand fan out across his chest.

“megumi will be fine teach. no one has to know anything as long as you can keep a secret. now let me take care of you.” he whispered, licking a stripe up your neck. his knee came to situate between your thighs, you wasted no time grinding against him. a soft moan escaped your lips as you let your head fall back against your shoulders.

“kiss me...please?” you mumured, hooking your arm around his neck. toji’s scar twitched as his lips formed a smirk. he lifted his head, grazing your lips against his before pressing forward. the kiss was rough and sensual, both of you devouring each other in a clash of lips and tongue. you moaned into his mouth, continuing to grind against his thigh. when your lips finally separated, a string of saliva connected you before dripping down onto your blouse.

“enjoying my thigh teach?” he taunted, flexing his thigh muscles and causing you to let out a breathy moan again. “y-you’re teasing me.” you whined desperately trying to grind your clothed clit against his thigh muscles. the hand on your waist slid down taking your thigh and pinning it to his waist, granting you better access. “so needy for me hm?” he murmured into your ear, taking your lobe between his teeth. “tell me what you want baby.”

your hand fisted his collar as you desperately ground yourself against him. “please fuck me toji. i can’t take your constant teasing anymore.” you whimpered, nuzzling into his shoulder. toji chuckled at that before reaching behind you, clearing your desk in one fell swoop. papers and files fluttered to the ground as he lifted you up on top of your desk, spreading your legs.

you both hastily begin unbuttoning your shirts, one of your buttons popping off in the frenzy. toji chuckles as he lowers himself to his knees, his chest muscles rippling as he moves. “i can’t believe you have the nerve to walk around in a tight little skirt like this.” he laughs wickedly, sliding up your pencil skirt until it bunches up at your waist. you feel your cheeks heat up with embarrassment as the wet spot in your panties becomes noticeable. toji slides his finger up your covered folds, the slick coating his finger prints. “how lovely.” he purrs to himself.

“please...” you whine breathily, scooting forward hoping he’d take the hint. he chuckles darkly blowing against your clothed clit before pulling aside your underwear to marvel at your dripping cunt. “look at that.” he marvels before letting his tongue dip between your folds. you let out a choked moan. it had been so long since you’d been touched this way by someone other than yourself, it felt like heaven. he paused only to hook his fingers around your panties and discard them who knows where.

just as quick as he was gone, he’s back to hungrily bury his tongue in your cunt, switching between prodding your hole with his tongue and sucking your clit. your fingers fisted his raven hair, as you loudly praised his skill through moans and chants. the wet sounds of him slurping and licking up your arousal egged you on to grind against his mouth. waves of arousal just keep coming, whatever his tongue couldn’t catch dripping onto the desk.

your thighs threatened to close around his head as you felt yourself coming close to climaxing. “fuck stop! toji i’m gonna cum,” you whine out, weakly trying to push his head away. you hear him hum in amusement as he instead, moves his hands up to spread your thighs back further. his tongue works your hole, slowly spreading it wider before he’s able to curl his tongue inside. you let out a loud cry, your hips jerking and bucking as you’re overwhelmed with pleasure. your vision spots as you cum all over his tongue, your thighs threatening to snap around his head but his hands keep you in place.

toji finishes licking up the rest of your arousal before rising up from between your legs, towering over your trembling figure. one hand comes up to your chin, roughly tilting your head up to look directly at him. “open,” he commands, to which you obey immediately. your tongue rolls out lewdly as he spits your arousal down your throat. “good girl,” he purrs. “now turn around, i’m about to fuck the living daylights out of you.”

eagerly you turn around on your stomach, thankful for the desk supporting your torso as your sure your wobbly legs would not be able to. you hear toji unbuckling behind you as your spread your legs slightly, swaying your hips hoping to entice him to move a bit faster. toji’s hands come to spread over the globe of your ass cheeks, kneading them in his palms.

“you’re so fucking sexy. i’m sure you already know ever since we’ve met this ass has been all i ever think about.” he chuckled, letting his hardened cock slide back and forth between your folds. you let out a whine moving your hips back against him. “i want you to fill me up so badly, please hurry.” your croak out, your voice hoarse from your previous climax. toji brings down his hand against your ass harshly, receiving a yelp in response. “and who you do you think you are ordering me, huh teach? i’m not one of your little first graders baby,” he grunts, spreading your ass cheeks again, letting the tip of his cock tease your aching hole.

“beg for it.” he taunts in a sing-song tone, sliding his cock up and down and against your cunt. your let out a small puff of air as you turn your head back to look at him with your pleading eyes. “please toji...please stuff me full. i haven’t been fucked in so long i wanna be filled up please.” you whimpered, your hips stuttering against his cock, now lubed up with all the juices he’d collected. your begging seemed to please toji, his scar twitching as his lips formed a smug smirk. “good girl.”

toji slammed his cock inside you, no regard for easing you on to his length whatsoever. tears pricked your eyes at the sharp pain, your insides spasming around him. “shit, you feel like a fucking virgin squeezing me so tight. you weren’t kidding about not being fucked in so long, hm?” he chuckled. you didn’t get the chance to respond as he was already pulling out to slam back in. it hurt so good, the pain and the pleasure of being stretched around his girth. he continued to thrust harshly inside your cunt only receiving broken moans and strings of curses from your lips.

his hand came to your hair, his fingers roughly grabbing your head back. your arousal began to return once more, dripping down his cock and making the most obscene squelching and sucking noises. “such a naughty teacher, letting a parent fuck her right in the classroom, huh?” toji’s gruff voice came from behind you. you whined, one of your hands reaching behind you to spread your ass cheeks to grabt him more access. “feels so fucking good, fuck me harder, please.” you manage to say through clenched teeth. “harder baby? you got it.”

before you can even think to react, his arms come to circle around your thighs, lifting you up against his chest. you let out a small cry, your arm instinctively circling around his neck for upper support. toji holds you up, legs spread over his cock. the cool air of the classroom hits your clit causing you whine out in frustration. toji chuckles. “impatient, are we teach?” he murmurs before ramming his hips up into you, his cock sliding back in immediately. “fuck!” you blurt out in surprise.

this new position had him hitting you in places no one had ever discovered and your tits bouncing up and down with fervor. your cunt fluttered, hearing his grunts so much closer to your ear. your lips fall slack, your tongue rolling out ever so slightly as he fucks you dumb. everything just feels so fucking good. “fuck keep squeezing around me just like that teach, i’m gonna cum.” he growls into your ear “fuck...stuff me full of your cum t-toji,” you sob, feeling yourself come closer to your second climax as well.

you bring your free hand down to your clit, rubbing it slow in contrast his quick thrusting. you wanted to savor this feeling. “god, keep touching yourself just like that baby,” he moans, swiveling his head to sink his teeth into to your shoulder. everything seems to slow, the pleasurable drag of his hardened cock against your walls, him hitting your spot just right, the way you sucked him back in as he pulled out...

“toji i’m - “ you can’t even finish before a wave of pleasure knocks over you, your vision spotting once again as he brings you to your climax for a second time. toji continues to fuck into you faster chasing his own high before you feel the spurts of thick cum filling your insides. you’re barely able to think, your fucked out daze taking over. you barely notice him move you off his softening length to set you down. you immediately grab ahold of him, your legs unable to support you at the time. you can feel his cum and your arousal begin to trickle out from your cunt, earning a satisfied whine from your lips. toji laughs softly, leaning down to press a kiss against your forehead. “i haven’t had a good fuck like that in awhile. you were better than i imagined, taking me like that.” he spoke, his voice sounding muffled to you as your daze still hadn’t worn off. you hum softly nuzzling into his warm chest.

toji bites his lip as he looks down at you, you’re just so fucking cute clinging to him that way. he lifts you up on to the desk, carefully dressing you back up. he can’t find your panties so he just pulls you skirt back down from where it had gathered at your waist. he tucks your breasts back into your bra and picks up your blouse from the floor. he smirks at the missing button, doing what he can to close your blouse back up.

you smile gently, watching toji perform his aftercare. this must be the fatherly side of him you rarely get to see. after he’s finished dressing you both back up, he sets his gaze back on you. “so, i’ll see you next wednesday ms. ____?” he asks, settling back into his usual smug demeanor. you scoff before muttering out a small confirmation. he grins that smug toji grin. “perfect then. i’ll be sure to tell megumi you said hello.” he walks out shutting the door behind him, his heavy footsteps echoing down the hall.

authors note ⋆ hi! this is my first time ever writing and posting something here on tumblr <3 i really hope this wasn’t too bad this took me like three days to write and i deleted and added a bunch of stuff so i hope it isn’t too wacky. thank you for reading!

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