#jujutsu emerald au

[randomhcsgo]

Once upon a time, millennia ago, in a great desert, there was a Kingdom hidden in a piece of paradise called Soleanna.

Soleanna was a medium-sized Kingdom, hidden in an Oasis with a location lost in the sands of time, a Kingdom whose hard-to-find location and the small number of sorcerers present was its greatest protection, the royal family kept its small people as safe and content as possible for 2 centuries reigning with assertiveness and care.

That is, until that foreign wizard visited...

He was a strange man, bringing studies and research about a prophecy speaking of a "Supreme Protector" who would fight to protect the world from a "Great evil", spreading stories about how if they could bring this "Protector" over to their side, the Kingdom would never be invaded and everyone would be protected forever. The man spoke so loudly and with such certainty that his words reached the King's ear, earning him an audience with the royal family.

King Memphis was a calm and diplomatic man, always willing to listen and greet the world with open arms, Queen T'nesse on the other hand was the backbone of the couple, she was the one who calmed her husband's idealistic thinking and tried to turn his extremely optimistic ideas into something more realistic, a woman with a face of stone and a heart of gold.

Now, the couple's son was a different case.

Prince Solaris was another story, a cold-hearted, rotten-souled and manipulative young man with a strong connection to Cursed Energy, pulling out the worst parts of his parents' personalities.

How, when or why has been lost to time, but legends and stories say that the prince went after the foreign sorcerer, seeking the power to become the "Supreme Protector" of the prophecy the man religiously spreaded. The cursed energy works with the intentions of a person's heart, and someone as arrogant and self-centered as Prince Solaris...

The experiment went wrong and the young prince died before he even came close to having half of the cursed energy that the sorcerer continued to imbue in his body after his departure, a person with a heart as polluted as the prince's surrounded by a big amount of cursed energy at the time and after his death is a perfect recipe for the birth of a curse.

Solaris became an evil creature who sought at all costs to become not the Protector but the Ultimate Life Form, destroying everything and everyone in his path to gain more and more power.

Soleanna went through years of battles and countless losses until they found a way to stop the bloodshed. A young sorceress with hair as red as the sunset sky and feathers in her hair found not only a way to seal it, but also a way to separate the curse to make it easier to seal.

The curse was separated into two parts, Mephiles, The Entity of Chaos and Iblis, The Flame of Disaster, making it easier to seal, but a big mistake was made when sealing them. In exchange for the life of the red-haired sorceress, Mephiles was successfully sealed inside the "Scepter of Darkness" and Iblis fled, not only afraid of suffering the same fate as his other half, but also terrified in case the sorceress' plan failed and Mephiles wanted to become one again.

Using powers beyond comprehension at the time, Mephiles and the Sceptre of Darkness travel between time and space, searching for Iblis who travels through different eras and times, running away from his other half, one wishing and the other dreading for the day when they would inevitably meet and return to being Solaris.

In the present day, Mephiles has taken the physical form of this century's "Ultimate Life Form", looking for a fight against the one who holds the title he has longed for throughout his immortal life. And Iblis, Iblis is hiding out in Japan, inhabiting the body of a boy while hiding under a new name, keeping himself safe from his other half with the epithet "King of Curses".

[hinamie]

@philosophiums and i have been nursing the beginnings of an atla au so have some preliminary designs while we cook :>

[chuluoyi]

UNHOLY MATRIMONY — 07

✩°｡ ⋆ love unspoken

- fushiguro megumi x oc/reader - oc/reader's character name is hara sena, pronouns still refer to “you” and i won’t mention it often—just for the sake of aesthetic rather than repeatedly writing "y/n"

in another life, in which fate is still screwing his life over, Fushiguro Megumi finds himself in an arranged marriage―with you.

genre/warnings: arranged marriage au, gojo cameo, jealous!megumi

notes: ladies and gentlemen, it’s with great pleasure to tell you that another drama is about to unfold after a one-week break :)

series masterlist | next. all falls down

Harajuku, Shibuya. The busiest ward in the city is the most lit spot to meet up with anyone. And the greatest place to hide in plain sight.

Gojo Satoru, suave and neat in his casual shirt with that distinctive sunglasses, undoubtedly drew the eyes of many. He appraised you from head to toe, from your curled hair to your blue floral sundress, and then let out a chuckle.

"Well, well… Look at you. Now quite happily married, eh?"

You regarded him with a furrowed brow. "It's been a while, Gojo-san."

"How's it going? No regrets, I hope? You look absolutely stunning, so I'd assume not."

This isn't a good idea, you lamented internally. You shouldn't have agreed when he asked to meet at this popular bakery in Harajuku.

After Megumi's more or less confession on that morning, you immediately contacted Gojo, because in the end, he was the only one who actually could help you and Megumi.

You cleared your throat. "Megumi treats me well, yes."

"As I expected of someone I raised," Gojo proudly quipped with a proud smirk on his face.

You remembered the night following that fateful morning a week ago. Megumi told you that he was this close to finding someone who might be able to break his sister's curse.

“A curse-breaker, also a jujutsu sorcerer,” Megumi explained. “She possesses a nullifying technique capable of canceling all curses. Perhaps she can help to free Tsumiki as well.”

A beam bloomed on your face upon his explanation. "That's great! Like, if she can cancel the curse, there's a high chance for her to recover right?"

"Should be... I've got to meet up with her first though. So far, I'm still using the Zen'in name to contact her." He had this look of being deep in thought briefly before fixing his gaze on you. “Well, I just want you to meet Tsumiki soon.”

The fact that he wanted you to meet his remaining family filled you with joy. "You never talk about her much. Tell me more."

"She's exceptionally kind. In short, she is different from me." His emerald eyes crinkled a bit, seemingly remembering a fond memory. "She is against cruelty, even though there were many people who weren't nice to us."

"For as long as I can remember, it's only been Tsumiki and me," Megumi proceeded to add, as if sensing your curious stare. "Gojo-sensei is there too but I can't say he's my father now, can I?"

No, Gojo is more like his benefactor, and with his sister cursed, Megumi is essentially alone. Your smile fell a bit at that.

It was strange, you did feel sympathy for Megumi before, but now that you had acknowledged that you were in love with him—and even more now that he also made it clear that he felt the same, the thought of him being alone sent needles to your heart.

"Don't make that face," he retorted and you glanced at him. "I'm fine now. It was not that bad."

He then went after your hair and messed it up, making you scrunch your face in faux indignation.

Before you even realized it, you were down bad for him. You didn't want to see him get hurt or upset, and ultimately, you wanted to stay by his side for as long as possible. And that was what hurt the most, because you didn't know how long this could go on.

That was why now you were facing this six-eyed devil once again.

"Gojo-san," you exhaled. You didn't come here just to let him mess with you. "With what I've heard, the first hearing went well. The second one will be held soon. You… will be there, right?"

He let out a thoughtful hum. "Well, if I don't have any missions lined up, then sure."

"Please treat it more seriously. You know how they wouldn't dare to touch him with your presence alone."

"Oh, it seems you've forgotten already," Gojo remarked with a snort as he plucked a mini tart and popped it into his mouth. "That should be your part, Sena-chan. I'm just here to assist."

You clicked your tongue in irritation. "My point exactly. I'm asking you to provide your assistance."

You couldn't really believe him. He had said it himself—he had raised Megumi. Why wasn't he slightly bothered at all?

"You know, you're really cunning now that I thought about it," he blurted, mouth still stuffed full, as if mocking you altogether. "You're playing him like a puppet just to fulfill your goals."

"Don't act like you don't have your own agenda too." You bite back your anger, disregarding his comment. Apparently, true to many rumors about Gojo you had heard, this man was truly infuriating. "You want control over Zen'in. That was why you agreed to my proposition in the first place. You're using Megumi too."

"Are you really in mourning?" Gojo fixed his gaze on you, his clear blue eyes seemed to shimmer. "Barely a month after your mother's passing and you are instigating another bloodbath without knowing the consequences."

You felt your breath hitch at the blunt words. Something inside you snapped at his mention of your mother, and you bit your lower lip, willing your tears at bay.

Gojo's mouth was split into this rather manic grin, satisfied at how he managed to make you clam up. He wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Crankiness doesn't suit you, Sena-chan. And you don't have to worry if I will be there, because as you put it yourself, I do have my reasons."

But now your mind was pulled elsewhere. "Did you know something about who murdered my mother?"

"No. But she wasn't even a sorcerer. Who would target her? Someone who pins a mark on you would."

"Zen'in Naoya..." You gasped at the realization. He was the first person you should look into, how could you overlook it?

"Nah, but that's jumping too early," Gojo huffed. "You can't just come with nothing and accuse him of murder. Naoya would have your head before Megumi's."

"But he—!"

"Keep your eyes forward, Sena." Gojo's voice dropped, nearly sending a shiver down your spine. This sensation felt familiar to you, you could have sworn you have gone through this washed up terror before.

Your father's warning words. The way you would lower your forehead to the dirt ground, asking him for permission only to be told to remember your place.

Gojo Satoru was this era's strongest sorcerer, and now he was staring you down as if you were the stupidest person he knew. "I see through you. You can't run away from this. Not anymore."

And his smirk made you flinch.

"Not when Megumi is involved. Figuratively and literally speaking, you can't do that."

You shuddered this time, as what he said sank into your core. Figuratively and literally was the cold truth, incorporated in your binding vow, and not for the first time, you truly feared what and where this would lead to.

Perhaps sensing your silence as petrification—which wasn't far off the mark, brutally speaking—Gojo threw his hands in the air and barked a sardonic laugh to ease the tension. "Well, you've got me. Don't stress too much about him. Worry about your actions more."

"I'm doing this for him as well, you know," you snapped. "All of this, now I'm doing this all for him too, not solely for myself anymore."

Megumi was now so close to breaking Tsumiki's curse. As much as the prospect of him becoming the Zen'in clan head wasn't appealing at the slightest, that vile name was still useful and you could worry about that later.

Gojo released a derisive snort. "Is that so? Then, what's still in it for you?"

You looked at him with blind determination.

"I'm going to destroy Zen'in Naoya by taking away the one thing he covets the most."

Megumi thought it was going to be an ordinary day. As ordinary as meeting someone new would be, at least.

He was meeting up with a woman by the name of Kurusu Hana to discuss the possibility of curing his sister in Shibuya. At first she was acting fine, he was certain of that.

"Zen'in, right?" her voice sounded hesitant. He snapped his head towards her, and nodded. She promptly took a seat before him in this high-end cafe. She seemed nice, and he was convinced after she introduced herself.

"Let me introduce myself first. I'm Kurusu Hana, it's a pleasure to meet you, Zen'in-san."

"Oh, that... actually—" He never rectified it in their calls, but it felt wrong if he didn't disclose it to her now. "I'm not actually a Zen'in—please call me Fushiguro. Fushiguro Megumi."

"Fushiguro... Megumi...?"

That's when he noticed a sudden shift in Hana's gait. It occurred to him that she might be not as cooperative now after knowing that he was a not true-born Zen'in. However, this theory didn't align with her behavior, as she continued to respond to his inquiries and displayed genuine interest in Tsumiki's condition.

"Uh—oh, so it's been nine years..." she mumbled, lost in thought. "A curse as profound as that is not easily undone." Hana briefly met his eyes, then quickly looked away, a shy expression crossing her face.

If he were honest, her demeanor made him uncomfortable. He saw that kind of expressions on you, and you looked adorable, whereas she... was not. Well, might be because he definitely wasn't remotely attracted to her.

"Can it be reversed somehow?" he asked curtly.

"In theory, there's a chance. Possibly 40% actually," Hana responded, though her tone lacked the firmness he would have preferred to hear. "A curse residing that long in a human's body have... ingrained into the body itself, so it's not going to be as simple as exorcising newly-planted curses."

Megumi knew it wouldn't be easy, but hearing it firsthand was undeniably disheartening. "I see... Is there something that I—or you—can do?"

"I can attempt to break it, but the cost of it failing would mean the vessel’s immediate death."

He took a sharp intake of breath at that, his chest feelings suddenly tight.

Why was this world so unforgiving to kind people like Tsumiki and your mother? They hadn't done anything wrong, so why did they have to bear such heavy curses?

It was hard, but stalling any longer still meant Tsumiki’s impending death, so he decided to go through with the idea.

Hana would do enchantments for three weeks straight as a preparation to lift the curse from Tsumiki's body. And Megumi would be there to keep watch. Ah, he was thinking he could bring you too to switch with him if needed.

Wrapping the discussion up, he expressed his gratitude to Hana and prepared to take is leave. However, she halted him with a hesitant look.

"We have met before." She looked at him with such a hopeful expression it was jarring. "D-Do you... remember me?"

To him, what she said sounded like the peak of absurdity, and so he blurted the first thing that crossed his mind. "No, we have not."

"But..."

Megumi wanted to argue but then noticed something peculiar out of the corner of his eye. Through the glass panel of the quaint cafe, he could see the establishment next door that just happened to be where you and Gojo were.

Wait, you and Gojo-sensei?

"You saved my life!" Hana exclaimed, her raised voice shattered his thoughts and drew the attention of nearby diners. "You had two dogs with you—they led me out safely. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have made it until today."

There were many things on Megumi's mind then. It took him a few seconds to discern her words as his eyes flickered again to where you were, and this time he saw you getting up from your seat and grabbing your purse.

And how Gojo seized your arm, pulling you roughly enough that you stumbled back a couple of steps.

Megumi saw red.

"I don't remember."

He knew it was his irritation speaking. He shouldn't have brushed her off like that, especially since he was the one in need of her help, but an overwhelming urge to stride over to where you were surged within him, and Hana's insistence was starting to grate on his nerves.

"I'm sorry, but I need to go." He completely missed Hana's crestfallen face as he fixed his gaze on you. "Thank you. I'll be seeing you again soon. Will contact you later."

He marched towards where both you and Gojo were, forcefully yanking the door that it caused the bells to ring with such intensity that it startled the girls waiting in line for pastries. That was when he realized that this fancy place was the one that required reservation before you could have a seat here.

Was it Gojo? Or you?

In any case, it appeared that both of you had finally become aware of his presence. You whirled to face him, wrenching your hand off Gojo's grasp.

"Megumi." Your voice came in a tense gasp. "What are you doing here?"

In sharp contrast to you, Gojo Satoru was jolly and didn't seem to care if he had just manhandled another man's wife. "Yoo, Megumi! It's been a while!"

It was as if every wire in his body had switched to autopilot. He remained expressionless, but he swiftly grasped your hand and pulled you to his side.

"I'm the one who should be asking you." His voice carrying a hard edge as he turned to you. "What are you doing here with him, of all people?"

"Booo, Megumi, you wound me! It's not like I would do anything to Sena-chan—"

Gojo's familiarity with you seemed to irritate him even further as he shot him a warning look. "Shut up, you're annoying," he said, lacing his fingers with yours and glancing at you from the corner of his eye. "We're going home."

The three of you—or rather, Megumi—definitely had made a debacle that onlookers were left with gaped expressions. He scowled and passed by them, maintaining a firm grip on your hand.

Gojo couldn't suppress an amused smile. "Well, well, Megumi-kun... Look at how much you've grown up."

Kurusu Hana was in love with Fushiguro Megumi.

She had convinced herself of that fact somehow, going as far as thinking of him as her destined one.

On a harsh snowy day, when she was teetering on the brink of certain death, a fluffy dog suddenly barked at her and indicated the path to safety. She recalled crawling on her hands and knees, following the white dog, until she felt the warm touch of local police guiding her to a secure location, away from menacing curses. She also remembered how the dog had dashed toward a boy who promptly patted it on the head. The boy, whose name she would later learn as Fushiguro Megumi, looked at her with a straight face, before a smile slowly spread across his lips.

She really didn't expect that she would really meet him again. More than ten years had passed by, and yet she still held that boy close and dear to her heart. Her savior.

Meeting him again this time was, of course, fate, or at least that was what she thought. She was about to erupt with euphoria… until he didn’t acknowledge her and left to catch another woman, pulling her along in a display of possession.

She was heartbroken. Maybe it was her fault too for keeping this love unspoken for as long as she did. But then again, how would she even speak it out loud? She never got the chance.

The way this encounter had played out and that she had seen him firsthand with a woman who clearly had his affections made her realize that there might not be a chance for her after all. Hana felt disheartened once more. But her spirits were consoled somewhat as she reminded herself that, from now on, she would be in contact with Megumi regularly due to her involvement in breaking his sister's curse.

It’s okay… Even if she couldn't have him, she could still admire and be near him.

That… should be enough.

next : all falls down

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[kentocalls]

hi, hello. my name is april. this is a nsfw blog. i made this blog to interact with the talented writers of the jjk fandom. i will reblog and praise other people's works. often they are NSFW. minors do not interact please. expected topics: jjk, wind breaker, demon slayer, haikyuu, kaiju no 8 i'm a yapper i do not write gore / cannibalism. expect delays. no link = WIP. if you're rude, you're gonna get blocked so be nice! all dividers in this post belong to saradika-graphics

(if you're here for just the fics and not the reblogs, check --> fics-by-kento-calls)

Jujutsu Kaisen

❤️ NANAMI KENTO

gojo's fiancé | bodyguard!au, no cheating

tummyaches | sfw, singleparents!au

playing house | singleparents!au

affection | sfw, regency!au

🩵 GOJO SATORU

crazy meets crazy | mercenaries!au

mine | sfw, regency!au (bridgerton)

we can't be friends | sfw, college!au (athletes)

supernatural | sfw, alien!au

number one | sfw, birthday, college!au (friends to more)

from a dream | sfw. satoru isekai'd into satoru (fluff-ish)

💙 GETO SUGURU

motivation | athletes!au, fencer suguru x runner reader. its just spice tho

licentious | just spice, same verse as the athletes!au

you don't remember me | coworkers!au

someone better |

🖤 RYOMEN SUKUNA

how it started | failed one night stand!au pt 1, suggestive

the morning after | failed one night stand pt2, spice

where it goes | failed one night stand!au (complete)

soulless + part 2 + | redstringoffate!au but you & sukuna are not tied together

🤍 KAMO CHOSO

show me | rocker!au its just spice tho

💚 FUSHIGURO TOJI

knight will come | teacher!reader, private investigator toji

love you a latte | sfw, etablished!relationship

Kusakabe Atusya

gentleman | regency!au

fiend! | draken!au

NARUTO

📚 JIRAIYA

breadcrumbs | nsfw! situationship

DUNGEON MESHI

🍳 Laios

seven | sfw, established relationship!

WIND BREAKER

🍜 Togame Jo

telegraph | sfw. established relationship, sleepy cuddles

🌿 Umemiya Hajime

captain | military!au, sfw, messy confession

❌ Endo Yamato

slipping under | nsfw, toxic "ex"

(poison) paradise | part two of toxic "ex"

📚 hiragi toma

sentimental pt 1 pt 2 | corporate!au

My Hero Academy

👍🏼 Yagi Toshinori / All Might

emerald | sfw, mafia!au, arranged marriage!au part of To Have & To Hold

sparkling | sfw, mafia!au, holiday edition same verse above

To Have & To Hold | mafia!au

Haikyuu

🍙 Osamu Miya

simple, honest | second chance romance

[tsukimefuku]

What if

A vision of a more forgiving world, where you and Nanami Kento never became jujutsu sorcerers.

Tags: Jujutsu Kaisen, f!reader, Nanami x OC/f!reader, fluff.

WC: 680

This is part of my "Jujutsu Partners Canon Divergence AU". A sequence of short stories and random drabbles for a fic I'll eventually write (eventually). To see the ever-growing list of one-shots, please visit my masterlist :) 

Disclaimer: they’re NOT written and posted in chronological order of events. This one takes place right before "Lover's Pass" (here). To see where this story fits in the timeline, please check the masterlist mentioned above.

You were running, and the white sandy shore extended far beyond what you could reach with your eyes. Giggling, you haphazardly escaped the blond haired little girl that was trying to playfully hunt you down, stepping inside the water in order to frustrate her attempts. She bounced, frolicking after you, swirls of honey-colored hair framing her emerald green eyes — eyes just like yours.

"Not fair!" She yelled, as you jumped and slow-motioned yourself inside the water, ivory blue and fresh, turning around to look at her.

You showed her your tongue in defiance, then smiled fondly. "Oh, come on, Sakura! You can try swimming. I promise I'll be here to help you."

She began pouting. "No! Last time you dropped me, and it was awful. Only uncle or dad!"

"Hey, come on, give me some credit!" You complained, starting to make your way back to her, who stood just where the sea and the sand met neatly, with every slushing wave.

It was a beautiful day.

"'Give you some credit?'" You heard, and looked at the direction the deep, smooth voice was coming from. He had a blue linen shirt open halfway through, and wore a set of khaki shorts that were knee-length. His signature blond hair was neatly slicked back, with just a few strands of golden locks giving in to the sea breeze. He was bringing two bottles of cold water, and had a book under his arm.

"Your daughter seems to think that I'll let her drown if I teach her how to swim!" You told him, holding your beach hat with your hand on your head, as you finally made your way out of the water. 

"Is that so?" He inquired, looking down at the girl, smiling.

You approached the two, and your daughter pointed at you, accusingly. "We were playing catch, and she went in the water! She definitely wants me to drown."

You and Kento exchanged looks, his lips pursed to conceal his own urge to let out a chuckle, mirrored in your expression, now mouth-covered with amused eyes. You gazed at each other for a second, relishing in this silly moment of togetherness.

Kento then put both bottles down on the sand, and took the book from under his arm, extending it to you. You took it in your hands, as he swiftly picked your daughter in his arms, gentle gaze on her face. "Your mother loves you. She'd never let you drown."

You giggled, and moved towards them, sandwiching her in between the two of you, nuzzling at her hair with the tip of your nose, hair that, much like yours, also smelled like flowers. Now, Kento had his two flowery girls in his arms.

"But mom, you're so distracted! It would be an accident" Sakura pointed out.

"Eh?! Excuse me?!" You said, surprised and slightly offended.

"Our daughter does have a point, my dear." Kento answered, as he gazed at you, amused and affectionate. "You forgot to bring the water that was by the door on our way out, and I just had to buy two new bottles if we're not to die because of dehydration."

You sighed before gazing back at him, and smiled, sweetly defeated. "Maybe I'm a little distracted, after all."

He pressed a soft, tender kiss on your lips, as the gentle breeze from the ocean enveloped the three of you under the irradiated warmth from the afternoon sun.

***

You woke up to the bright and loud ringing sound of your cellphone. Picking it up, you saw Nanami's name lit over the top.

"Hello?" You answered, still coming back to reality.

"Me and Ijichi are already on our way. I figured you might've still been asleep. We'll be there in twenty minutes, then we'll be on our way to our mission."

Yeah. The Lover's Pass curse. Ugh.

"Okay. I'll be ready soon." You replied, ending the call.

You looked around your room, filled with flowers, and stared for a moment at the cherry blossom illustration you hung on your wall the day you moved in. The sakura flowers.

You were a jujutsu sorcerer.

If only you weren't.

[thosegayoldmen]

Rules: Answer and tag nine people you want to get to know better and catch up with.

Favorite color(s):

Has and always will be green 💚 Specifically an emerald green OR a mint green

Last Song

Currently Reading

So SO much fanfiction at the moment. I have a long backlog of fics I'm slowly working my way through 😅

Currently Watching

Finally working my way through Jujutsu Kaisen S2 (I know, I'm very late to catch up) as well as looking to start Interview With A Vampire soon!

Currently Craving

I would KILL for a burger right about now...

Coffee or Tea

Despite being British, I think I'd havr to go with coffee...but only iced coffee. (Although ideally I'd choose an energy drink over a coffee)

Hobby To Try

I've always wanted to learn to knit or crochet, I used to knit when I was really young (they taught us in primary school once) and I think it'd be a good thing to keep my hands busy while I'm watching something (since currently I have to have my phone in my hands in order to concentrate at all 😖)

Current AU

I haven't started writing it AT ALL yet, but I'm floating the idea of a BBC Merlin / Lokius AU. It's very much in the early planning stages at the moment, so don't expect it any time soon, but it's wormed it's way into my brain and I don't think I'll be able to just let it go now 😂

Thanks for the tag @loki-is-my-kink-awakening I love a good tag game! And I'm always willing to share more about myself 😊

Gonna tag a bunch of people even though I know some of ya'll have already been tagged 🤭

@in-my-loki-feels @lokimobius @elodiah @mythical-magik @devilbearingtrouble

@impulsemuppet @kcscribbler @natendo-art @mirilyawrites @andthekitchensinkao3

@silentxsymphony @kusakichan15 @rin-love-is-green

[hykar]

💫🌷Hi-kar here!•°

Hi, This is Hykar and welcome to my blog where I mainly talk, write, and post about my favorite characters and sometimes the game/fiction where they are from. Welcome to my little world! You may ask me about myself but please make sure its not too personal :)!

I read Manhwas, Manhuas, Fanfictions, and Novels—I also like to watch Donghuas, Animes/Animated series, and Films. I also like to play a wide range of games (mainly adventure and building ones) such as Pokemon (Emerald), Genshin Impact, Obey Me!, Dark Corridors, Honkai Starrail, Path to nowhere, Project Sekai!, and so much more.

Overall just a person who's really into books and fiction. I also write my own novels and comics with my own characters!

🌷What I write and accept:

I write Character x Reader/OC/another character Fanfictions (Including: scenarios/imagines, oneshots, and AU's) (that will be definitely divided into parts because they will most likely going to be long) with an ACCEPTABLE trope and/or dynamic. (E.g. Rivals to Lovers, Picky-eater character x Eats everything character).

Requests are accepted! (Characters that differ from the ones I will write about may take some time because I want to understand their character first before writing).

I specialize in ANGST.

🌷What I DO NOT write and accept:

Character x Reader/OC/another character Fanfictions (Including: scenarios/imagines, oneshots, and AUs) that DO NOT have an acceptable trope and/or dynamic. (E.g. Character x Reader/OC that are siblings or have a... Jaw-dropping age gap.)

🌷What will take some time to be considered:

NSFW.

Dark Romance (It depends on what kind of Dark Romance is being implied.)

🌷SOME of my favorite characters and the game/fiction where they are from that I will post about:

Honestly, I have A LOT of favorite characters and most of them are either the side character that doesn't get a lot of screen time, dies or underrated. Sometimes all of the above. Henceforth I will be writing about them so that people that enjoy the same character I do get some more content about about them. Here are my top 3 favorites!

1. Sucheon Kang of Eleceed

2. Amajiki Tamaki of MHA/BNHA

3. Rosaria, La Signora, Arlechinno/Knave and Kaedehara Kazuha of Genshin Impact (My main too!)

4. Oliver Wood of the Harry Potter series

5. Neji Hyuga and Ino Yamanaka of Naruto

6. Sanzu Haruchiyo of Tokyo Revengers

7. Toge Inumaki of Jujutsu Kaisen

8. Tokito Muichiro of Kimetsu no Yaiba/Demon Slayer

9. Kyousuke Tsurugi of Inazuma Eleven GO!

10. Simeon of Obey Me!

11. Boothill of Honkai Starrail

-Too many of them to count so I'll stop here. You may ask me who else!

🌷I have a lot of favorite Character x Character/ships but I won't list them anymore cause this post will be too long to read ㅠ ㅠ.

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3. My writing is pretty sh-t, Im sorry.

4. I edit my work sometimes which is often. (Perfectionist struggles... Jk. Maybe.)

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🌷Thank you! This is Hykar. Pleasure to be of acquaintance!💫

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[lilys0evil0twin]

Jujutsu kaisen

Yandere! Gojo Satoru x fem! Reader

Modern AU

Word count: 3638

Y/n Gojo, an important individual originaly from Hasegawa clan. This clan is one of the more powerful ones in jujutsu art, but nowhere near the big three. The reason?Well the technique passed on in Hasegawa family concerned only female members by blood, and what’s more it wasn’t offensive. This technique is called the Butterfly Effect (” バタフライ効果 ”)The sorcerer possessing Butterfly effect, is capable of increasing the power of any other jujutsu user in range of around 6 meters (19 feet). After discovering, Y/n posses and fully understand this technique, her fate was decided. She was gonna be wed to one of the strongest clans, one of the big three.As fate would have it the head of Gojo family replied, sending a message explaining the fortunate coincidence, of his son possessing both the Limitless and Six Eyes and being only few years older. There wasn't any point in rethinking, Y/n's mother accepted Gojo family head's offer. And thus, their first encounter was scheduled.

"Be proud Satoru, hold your chin high" the head of Gojo clan prepared his son "Show her she's welcome here, but don't let her gain the impression of being on the same level" the older male with long, snow white hair and cristal purple eyes continued with a stern look. "Yes father" Satoru sighed out, the 19 year old would definitely be anywhere else than here right now.

He was sure she'd be just some nother princess wanna be. Just another girl who wants to be part of the Gojo clan. And maybe she don't even know why is she here, Satoru overheard his father and mother saying something about her being younger. A few years younger, to be more specific. What she's 16? 17 at most, what is he gonna do with a kid like that?

"Master Gojo, your guests have arrived" one of the servants entered the room, sliding the paper door open as he bowed respectfully before his master. Satoru's father only nodded in recognition, as he casually sipped his sake.

"Let them in, then"

And so, two breathtaking women entered the room. One tall, wearing beautiful red yukata with traditional ornaments. Her long, (h/c) hair swayed as she walked, emerald green eyes hiding behind her long eyelashes. She truly was beautiful, Hasegawa Sato, the head of Hasegawa family.

And behind her stood her daughter, Hasegawa Y/n, the future head of Hasegawa clan and hopefully, the wife of Gojo Satoru. Satoru was right, she was 16, but she looked like a doll. Without heavy makeup to shield her pale skin from the sun, her (e/c) eyes sparkling in the rays, her plump lips painted with red lipstick. (H/c) hair tied into a low bun.

As she looked up, her eyes locked with Satoru's. Every negative feeling, the bored-ness, the neglect, the abundance, flew out of the window. All he saw was a stunning girl.

The girl he'll make his one day.

"You may raise your heads, come sit with us" Satoru's father said, extending his hand in welcoming gesture. Sato and her daughter did so, sitting on their knees opposite of the two males. "Miss Hasegawa, may I ask where your husband is?" Gojo asked slowly, carefully, but the bitterness was still noticable behind his voice.

"Oh, my husband is unfortunately very busy right now, mister Gojo. But I believe I, as the head of Hasegawa clan, am enough" Sato remarked back, whit the same amount of bitterness.

Y/n snicker silently, hiding her face behind her fan, only her eyes visible looking downwards. That is until she hears a small laugh from the seat across her. Her eyes widen when she sees those beautiful, ocean blue eyes looking straight at her.

Satoru's looking at her pretty intensely, he haven't blinked for a while now. His stare isn't scary, but it's rather uncomfortable. It's like she's the only thing he sees. "If I may, mister Gojo, your son really is a looker" Sato address Satoru's father after their little word fight, sipping her own cup of sake. Gojo laughs slightly "Well thank you, your daughter is pretty as well, she possess your beauty" he says looking away from Y/n's mother, his eyes roaming around the room.

" Oh, am I supposed to take it as a compliment?" "If you want to" the tension in the room lifts as both clan leaders find a rhythm. "What about you Satoru, what do you think about my daughter? -" "She's gorgeous" Satoru blurted out, not taking his eyes from the girl in front of him. "Huh, that was quick" Sato laughed behind her fan. Mister Gojo glared at his son from the corner of his eyes. "Y/n, Satoru just gave you a compliment" Y/n's mother said quality, hoping the Gojo's won't take a hit, damaging their pride. "Thank you, Gojo-kun. You're very kind" Y/n continued as quietly and quickly as ever. Looking to the side, trying to avoid his piercing eyes.

Satoru perked at hearing his name from her lips, he has yet to observe closely. "Oh no no please, call me Satoru" the teen said gaining a full glare from his old man, but it's as if Y/n was the only person in the room. "What about your name? Tell me your name" Satoru leaned forward, reaching for his cup of green tea. "I believe you already know it" Y/n's eyes remained on the small table, uninterested in this whole situation. Of course being in the presence of the Gojo clan leader and his son was a giant honor, but to be honest with herself they both made her uncomfortable.

"I want to hear it from you"

The way the words sounded from his chest, so demanding, the way his eyes glint with excitement. It was terrifying. "My name's Y/n, Hasegawa Y/n" she mumbled, not daring to look in his beautiful eyes. "Your voice is really pretty" Satoru mumbled into his hand, not really caring if anyone heard it.

I want to hear you moan and scream my name.

And so days passed, the two teen had scheduled more and more meetings, in hopes they'll at least could stand each other before their marriage. Y/n wasn't very happy with marrying a man she's known from only few walks, but went along with her parents wishes.

Her mother is a kindhearted woman after all. She only wanted what's best for her family and clan. Her father was wary at first, meeting Satoru himself, but Y/n couldn't bare to see her father and other males in their clan struggling to keep their status.

Satoru on the other hand, fell deeper and deeper in love with the said girl. In his eyes she was a deity in blood and flash. An angle send from heaven to stay by his side and his only. Her voice, the way she talked was tempting him. How she showed no internet in his looks like all the other girls he's met.

He'll make her his, whether she likes it or not.

When the day of wedding came, the clans were to officially sign alliance. Satoru was kind of nervous, four years have passed since their first encounter, but his feeling never changed. It rather grew to more sinister want.

He wanted to own her.

She was supposed to be his two years ago, but their wedding was moved till Y/n reached twenty. Although the wedding was arranged, in both clans gain, Y/n's parents wanted to wait and Satoru's mother agreed. She's saw the way Satoru looked at Y/n, she just hopped with more time Y/n could learn to like him too. Considering their situation, she didn't want her son's nor her soon to be daughter's in law, to experience what she had.

Being forced to love, having family with no love, it has a real impact on woman. And with her son's potential platonic love, both would suffer.

But now, the day had finally come. The wedding was traditional, following Gojo's father's request. And so Y/n stood in front of Satoru, sipping the sake from the second cup right after him. She has one more to go, as well as he does. Then their parents, taking three sips each from three cups of different sizes. After that, their families will have joined, Y/n will officially belong to him.

Ah the wedding night.

Satoru was so excited, he couldn't wait to mark his wife, as his. He waited four years after all. But, he didn't want to just force himself on her, he wasn't that stupid. He wanted her, true, but was capable of waiting, if he survived four years with his fist, he can wait a little longer.

But to Satoru's surprise, Y/n was willing, despite not drinking much at all.

"You're beautiful" Satoru whispered, slowly taking off his tie. It truly was a sight, the love of his life spread across the white sheets, her oh so soft thighs around his waist. But just as he leaned to kiss her lips, Y/n turned away. "No kissing. You can kiss whatever except the lips" she mumbled, reaching to wrap her arms around his neck. Her fingers entangling in his snow-white locks. Satoru didn't really understand, why wouldn't she want to kiss him? Nonetheless the feeling was driven away as fast as it came. Her legs tightening around him, moving his hips towards hers, her head bidding back, exposing her delicate neck to him. It clouded all his senses.

Two years have passed, with no signs of any trouble. Gojo Satoru, as expected, claimed the title of the strongest sorcerer. Not only possessing both Six Eyes and the Infinity, but also had a sorceress wielding Butterfly effect.

After marrying Gojo, Y/n became more known. Suddenly more and more people were aware. She even earned a name for herself, Straying Lantern, a treasure among sorcerers. But after Satoru became the leader of Gojo clan, it was as if Y/n disappeared. She stopped attending clan meetings, stopped accompanying Gojo on missions.

Oh don't worry, she's totally ok, after all the letters sent to their residence were answered with her handwriting. It was weird, Satoru even stopped showing up on the year gatherings of clans. It's just that Gojo didn't want to put Y/n at risk, saying she'd feel sad being home alone. At least that's what he always said. 

...

Satoru wasn't in the best mood. He felt depressed and tired. He didn't have time to relax, a new curse emerged and the three clans had meetings every day, discussing what to do, if there was anything to be done. And when he came back home, there wasn't anyone to warmly welcome him. No kisses from his beautiful wife. No hugs, no evening cuddles, and no intimate affection.

Actually, there wasn't any fun of that type since their wedding night. It pained Gojo, to be honest with himself. But he would never forcefully enter her without her permission. He had some dignity left. Although this night was just too much.

Finally the cup overflowed.

Today was finally the day Gojo was free. He could spend the whole day beside his lovely wife. Except, she was a little distant. Of course, they held hands while walking in the gardens of Gojo estate, but Satoru was the one to grab her hand. Of course, they talked when they ate dinner, but he was the one to strike the conversation. Y/n was just out of it. She seemed lonely in his eyes.

Maybe she was lonely, with him still working and not letting Y/n out on her own. Oh no, she's not allowed to leave when he's not around. If she is lonely, and he cannot be present.... What if ......

What if we had a baby?

Oh no, she wouldn't let me have her again. I don't want to force her into anything. Mom made it clear, I need to make her happy, and when she's happy, I'm happy. Maybe a child would make her happy? What if I just-

"Y/n, dear" Gojo grabbed her attention "I feel a little stressed, I'll have a cup of sake to help me sleep. Would you like some too?" he continued, ocean blue eyes glittering in hope. Y/n hummed, making Satoru anxious, but eventually agreed. Joyfully Gojo called for one of the servants "You can leave to our room, I'll have it taken there" and with that he disappeared behind the paper doors.

Y/n was a little wary, but she survived two years of marriage and Satoru's been nothing but kind and patient. Well except, that one time before he banned her from leaving the estate. It was their first gathering as a married couple. Everything went smoothly and Y/n even dears to say it was nice, talking to so many people. It was a nice chance to get to know more high class clans. But was forced to leave, after her husband threw a tantrum.

Something about, Toji Fushiguro and Naoya Zenin and how he's gonna poke their eyes out, tear their balls off and force them down their throats. She didn't really know what happened, but it certainly wasn't anything good. From that point, Satoru forbidden Y/n from exiting the estate. And although he was angry, he'd never yell nor did anything to hurt her.

So deciding there wasn't anything serious behind his actions, Y/n made her way to their shared bedroom. There wasn't a point in troubling her head over nothing, now was there. Entering the room, an unexpected view welcomed her. Y/n couldn't help but chuckle. The big Gojo Satoru, sat crosslegged on the bed, holding a tray with two cups of sake. His eyes holding the same excitement, as children when they see presents under the Christmas tree. He really looked like a child. He looked....

Cute.

With a lightened mood, Y/n's concerns got pushed to the back of her mind. So, without any worries, Y/n made her way towards her husband. Satoru perked up a little when she sat beside him on the bed. He acted like a puppy. A red flag, Y/n missed to notice. She reached for a cup, only for a bigger hand blocked hers. "Here, that one's mine. I already drank from it" Satoru said, and took the cup. Y/n just shrugged, taking the other cup, gently sipping the smooth beverage.

....

Y/n's mind started to feel a little numb. Her cheeks warm, head heavy. She let it fall against Gojo's shoulder. "What is it dear?" The warmth spread across her body like honey. "Hm, I'm just a little hot" the mumble left her plump lips. Oh those lips, Gojo will definitely kiss them. "Mhm, that's probably the alcohol~" His deep, rumbling voice sent shivers down Y/n's spine. The warmth moving down and settling in her belly. Gojo moved her body, laying her across the mattress, crawling over her. "S-Satoru~" she whined, her hands sliding up his forearms. "Or, maybe, it's the Addyi that fell into your drink~" his lips pressed against Y/n's ear, licking ana kissing it's lobe. The whisper send jolts of pleasure up her spine, his cold breath hit her flushed cheeks, her hot neck. It made her insides respond.

"W-What?" but Gojo stayed quiet, a deep chuckles leaving his chest, a his hands skilfully removed Y/n's clothing. Satoru kissed down her body, his pinkish lips touching every naked spot as he slid her robes down. Then he stopped at her chest. Oh how he loved Y/n's breasts, how soft they were, how the showed in everything she wore. Licking around her left nipple, kissing and sucking while his hand payed attention to her right one. Pinching it simultaneously to his every bite. When Y/n's back arched off the bed, Satoru's eyes locked with hers. Switching places, he gave the same treatment to her right nipple. After he was satisfied, Satoru kissed lower and lower, taking her clothes with him.

Just as he got to Y/n's belly, her back arched again. Gojo chuckled and straightened, sliding his white robes down his shoulders. Y/n's eyes following it fall against his hips, moving up to meet his eyes once again. "Don't worry baby, I'll give you the chance to touch me, but first" Satoru's hand grabbed her leg, moving the foot up his abs, resting it on his shoulder. "Daddy wants to make you feel good~" With that, he buried his face into her core. His wet muscle, sliding up and down. From left to right. Sucking and biting her wet clit. The sweet taste of Y/n's nectar, it's arousing smell, her quiet whimpers, her fingers tugging on this snowy hair. It had his eyes rolling back. This went on till Y/n neared her release. The goosebumps ran down her skin, her thighs closed around his head, forcing him to stay attached. "S-Satoru!"

"Shh~ I know, baby" Gojo said gently and gripped her hips. "Cum for daddy~"

Those three simple words had the knot in Y/n's belly burst. Satoru's mouth enclosed around her sex, her thighs squeezing his head with as much force, as his hands gripped her hips, pressing them down to the mattress. He kept on sucking, thrusting his tongue in and out of her swollen entrance. Her hands grabbed his head, polling on his hair trying to pry him off. The overstimulation she felt, as Satoru ride her through her orgasm, made her legs shake. It was just her second time after all.

Gojo's head slowly rised from between her legs, sighing in delight. Eyes half lined, lips covered in her sweet juices, locks of hair stuck on his forehead, lightly panting with cheeks flustered red. "You taste so good" he said slowly crawling over her body "So good for daddy" leaving her left leg on his shoulders, his eyes lined with hers. "Hm? ~" Satoru licked his lips as his face neared hers "What do we say, when daddy gives his baby a compliment?" Y/n only whimpered, the memories from their first night came crashing into her mind. "T-Thank y-you" Gojo hummed, rubbing the twitching head of his veiny cock against her womanhood. Leaking with precum, that was rubbed into her entrance, mixing with her silk. "P-Please"

"Please, what?" he said kissing up her neck. "P-Please, fuck m-me" Gojo only hummed again, slipping the part of his tip into her, making her whine from the teasing. "F-Fuck me, d-daddy" with that he thrust inside her. Slipping all in, in one powerful thrust, forcing Y/n's voice out. "Hgh- So good, s-so good for daddy" Gojo moaned, resting his forehead against her shoulder. Feeling Y/n's legs shift, Gojo started moving in and out at fast pace. "L-Look at you" he laughed straightening, spreading his weight on his arms, placed on either side of Y/n's head "Look how you take me, uh- how your body welcomes me" his eyebrows knitting in pleasure, as his thrusts turned into pounds.

Y/n's moans got louder when he hit a certain spot deep inside her "That's a good girl~" Gojo whispered and adjusted the angle of his hips, hitting the spot head on with every thrust. Satoru was in heaven, the feeling of Y/n's spongy insides squeezing his cock, how her silk soaked his swollen tip, her constant moans of his name, asking for more. He didn't want it to ever stop. The desire for her love was finally fulfilling, as he neared his release.

"S-Satoru-- !"

His name. That's his name.

Adjusting his position once more, he pressed his forehead against hers, interlocking their fingers. "I love you, Y/n" his words made the knot in Y/n's belly snap again. But this time, the pleasure was more powerful. Her vision was covered with white spots, until she felt hotness spread inside her. Satoru's hands tightened their hold on hers. The only thing she could hear was his soft sighs near her ear.

When Gojo came down from his high, he slowly turned their bodies, so Y/n could lay comfortably on his chest, without the need to pull out from her spongy warmth. Y/n was too tired, the alcohol finally kicking in, mixing with her exhausted body and clouded mind. The look Satoru gave her just now, he really was madly in love. It's been so long since he first told her he had feeling for her. All those years and he still loved her. Maybe he loved her even more.

What about her? Did she love him too? There was no reason not to. All those thoughts, made her head spin. Too tired to think straight, Y/n gave up closing her eyes, listening to her husband's blabbing. Oh only if she payed more attention to what he's said, as his hand caressed her hair. "I sure hope you'll get pregnant. Not that I'll feel sad if not, I'll just have to do it again. But now that you let me in, I don't think I'll be able to stop anytime soon." Satoru went on, not caring if Y/n heard him or not. His thoughts drifting to their children, how would they look like, how happy it'll make Y/n. How it'll strengthen their bond. "If we had a boy, what would his name be? Hm? Ah, Kyo is pretty. Gojo Kyo, I like that" Satoru smiled, hugging Y/n closer to his body. Drifting off to his little imaginary world "And what if it's a girl? What name would you like?"

"I hope she'll look like you"

[veiledsilver]

top five fictional boys, go

I'M GLAD YOU ASKED. These are the kinds of asks I was hoping for, everyone. The scale is from 1 ("look at my good taste") to 5 ("haha don't judge me")

Boys

1. Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Hands down, no contest, forgive me for who I'll become when this fine swordsman gets animated by Ufotable, I could go on! He's gentle and kind but also the way he gets when he's super focused is SO hot omg... his twin brother had a scene where his kimono got ripped to shreds, revealing his chiseled abs, and the fact that it never happened to Yoriichi is a crime ugh

2. Todoroki Shouto deserves a place on this list for being my first anime crush. In middle school I motivated myself to do difficult homework by pretending I was on a study date with him. I got into reader inserts because of this guy. Also the contrast between crimson and white, fire and ice, and turquoise and silver is just gorgeous omg. I love him

3. I did not like him in the first seasons, but when Zuko started getting proper hair (and it was fluffy hair!) I started paying attention haHA. His redemption arc was brilliant and carefully woven together, and I like how there were subtle hints of him being redeemable even when he was an antagonist. Then I found a fantastic reader insert series and now we're here

4. Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd made me blow all my allowance money on fe3h despite not being very good at it. I also lost the game card very early on 💔 so I never got past the bandit's canyon. However. I love how he was described as having the facade of a charming prince but having darkness lurking beneath the surface... get you a man who can do both!

5. ...Ace Trappola from Twisted Wonderland. If I had a nickel for each time I crushed on a ginger boy with zero self preservation, I'd have two nickels. But now I know my dream relationship dynamic and it's me, sandwiched between a elegant yet brooding dark-haired guy and a more outgoing, teasing one with lighter hair. Is that weird? 😂

Girls

1. Lan Fan was my bisexual awakening (I won't watch the original Fullmetal Alchemist anime because she isn't in it). She's so cute but also kickass! Ling would not have survived without her! I like how we both wear black comfy clothes 99.9% of the time! Can I get a bodyguard au where she vows to protect my life and I tenderly h*ld her h*nd

2. Nobara Kugisaki!! Jujutsu Kaisen has so many pretty girls and they revolve around in my head at all times. Today it's Nobara's turn! I love her rose aesthetic and how she's so confident in herself! I'm sure she'd prefer a girl with a spine, unlike me, but I'd love to shop my way through the streets of Tokyo with her! We can get ice cream at a cafe afterwards ♡

3. Emerald Sustrai from RWBY. I like everything about her- her mint green hair, her weapons, her illusion powers, ma'am please stop chasing after Cinder when she doesn't even like you, because I'll definitely return your feelings! I stopped watching the show but I heard Emerald gets major focus in the newest volume, so I just might come back 👀

4. A very very very minor character. I dropped Bleach after the Save Rukia arc to focus on studies, but I'd pick it up again just to see Cyan Sung-Sun have actual speaking lines. She's so mysterious and elegant, and she has such a pretty kimono outfit in the mobile game! Oh to be a shinigami dueling her in a fight dripping with tension,,

5. I'm so sorry but when I read the manga I... also thirsted hard... over Daki. I know she eats people and there's the whole thing with her being turned at thirteen (😬). But... maybe in the author's modern au where she's a high schooler... I can dodge her brother long enough to risk giving her my number. She'll think I was ballsy at best lmaooo

I have more but these are the ten I thought of from the top of my head 😂 but they'll never replace you in my heart, Rin!

[randomhcsgo]

Kamo Akemi has known the weight of responsibility attached to her name ever since she learned to walk. She wasn't from a very important branch, but she knew that the clan wasn't the kindest to her; her mother was only "treated better" because of her unique abilities, which the clan hoped had been passed down to her on some level.

Having the surname Kamo means "Power and influence" in the society of which your family is a part, they may not have the greatest destructive power among all the clans but they were one of the clans with the greatest influence and weight in decisions in Japanese jujutsu society, they were not a clan of fighters like the Zenin, nor were they kept in power by virtue of two abilities that had an almost zero chance of appearing in a child of the clan at the same time like the Gojo clan, no, the Kamo are a clan of diplomats

It is a well-known fact in jujutsu society that "A Kamo could talk his way out of a murder" or that "A Kamo could commit a crime in front of you, and still convince you of his innocence". Kamos are trained in the art of diplomacy and persuasion from the moment they speak, and Kamo Akemi is no different.

Even though she spent time divided between her father and mother, Akemi was still a member of the Clan and would be taught as such! And so she was, taught alongside the other girls for years, until she reached the age at which she had to develop her cursed technique.

When the clan stopped pretending that she didn't perceive the cursed techniques of the other members, that she didn't see curses or feel any change with the use of cursed energy from the people around her, that's when the clan finally acknowledged the fact that Kamo Akemi didn't possess a shred of cursed energy.

And that changed everything.

Akemi only spent a month being treated as a pariah in the clan, and it was the worst month of her life. Her greatest luck was her father.

Akemi's father was an American who had a one-night stand with a beautiful woman in a bar that ended up resulting in a small life, Pedro is an upright man and when the mother of his daughter showed up at his small apartment telling him about the pregnancy he gave her his full support at every stage of the pregnancy, Pedro and Amane didn't love each other, they both recognize and accept this, so it was agreed that little Akemi would be raised by Amane and her family and would visit Pedro whenever possible.

When his little girl came into his apartment crying on her desperate mother's lap, Pedro knew that something had happened since they had last visited, his daughter was no longer safe with Amane's relatives, and getting her to leave her clan was an impossible job, so they went with the best solution.

Amane packed her daughter's bags while Pedro took her to prepare documents and went over with Akemi as much English as he could teach her in the meantime, both of them moving to the United States as soon as possible.

Akemi watched her house get smaller and smaller, insecure and scared, from the airplane window as she shuffled the Tarot deck for beginners that her mother had bought for her as a farewell present. The young girl of 8 watched helplessly as her life, family and everything she knew was left behind.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and exhaled slowly as she remembered all the lessons she had learned from the clan.

Kamo Akemi stayed in Japan, now she was Amelia Rose, or Amy for short, returning to the United States with her father and, if her mother's reading was right, finding a family and love there too.

[randomhcsgo]

Valerie has always been an attentive woman, even long before she became a mother, when she was still little Vanilla who brought little vanilla-flavored cakes and treats to school, when she was praised for her vision beyond the standard and her talent for solving some of the best mental puzzles for her age.

Having said that, it was easy to see that there was something different about her new "friend" and his companions.

Not that it was bad, but it was strange.

She began to notice things at the very beginning of their "dates", sometimes Vector would act as if they were being followed, looking into the corners of alleys and lanes, his shoulders tensing when he found something Valerie couldn't see and immediately trying to get her away from such places, only to then ask to be excused and "go take care of some things", he would return less than 20 minutes later and seemed a thousand times calmer than before.

A few months of dating later, Valerie crossed gang involvement or a criminal past off the list of probable reasons why her Maybe-Future-Boyfriend was a bit suspicious, the result of a series of questions that Valerie, now called Vanilla again thanks to his insistence that It's actually an adorable nickname, asked him over the course of two weeks to find out if he could meet her daughter.

Meeting Vector's friends helped cement her suspicions, Camilo and Carlos were two sweethearts, Camilo was responsible and reliable, always looking out for the little boy's welfare, Vanilla could respect that in the other man, Carlos on the other hand was an outgoing child full of energy, her little Cream loved it when Vector brought the pair, she thought the trio in general were the funniest people she had ever met and would ever have the chance to meet. And speaking of the little boy...

Carlos Hernández is a wonderful boy with a heartwarming smile, so when Vanilla began to notice that little "Charmy" started to cringe and whimper when he passed certain alleys and streets on family outings. She realized that their problem was supernatural when she overheard Charmy telling a story about monsters chasing people and hiding in alleys, and instead of reassuring him that the monsters weren't real, Vector and Camilo made sure that one of them would take care of the monsters while the other would stay and watch the house in case anyone else tried to get in.

After a year and a half of dating and constant visits from the "Chaotix Group" Vanilla and Cream already considered everyone family, Vanilla had picked up a lot more tips not only from little Charmy but also from his cousin Camilo, who demanded to be called Espio ever since they became regular visitors to the Brown family's small house, and even more from Vector himself who was terrible at keeping secrets from her.

But Vanilla isn't just observant, she's also a cunning woman

She knows that her boyfriend is keeping this a secret for a good reason, so as long as it doesn't hurt anyone she knows, Vanilla keeps her discoveries to herself, letting her family live quietly...

At least until a few days before Vector and Vanilla's two-year anniversary.

The false illusion of normality was shattered the moment her little cousin/niece Amy and her father came to visit from Japan.

The moment Valerie noticed Viktor and Camillo looking at her niece as if she were a corporeal ghost was enough for her to ask for a meeting in the dining room...

Her whole family has something they need to talk about as soon as possible...

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Raquel was a child a little outside the norm, she got on well with everyone, was charismatic and had a tendency to get into fights with the older children, what set her apart from the other children was her small ability to see things that for the others weren't there.

Little monsters that she learned to avoid, it was easy to know where they would be, she just had to pay attention and trust her instincts. When you feel the air heavy with pain and despair, a promise of misery, fear and sadness, when every bone in your body is begging you to run as fast as you can, that's when you know one of these monsters is nearby, whether you see them or not, the catch? If you realize it too late, they realize it too...

It was from this that Raquel learned that she was special, the way she moved, always in silence, how she seemed to be able to make everything she touched stop making noise if she wanted to... A man and a woman showed up at her house one day, when she was seven, to explain what was wrong with her.

Cursed technique, they called it.

Once a week the two of them took it in turns to train her, how to use her "technique", how to exorcise the "curses", the history of the jujutsu community, how and why to hide it... The list was long.

And so her life went on, school, training, social life... A few small uses of her powers to... Borrowing things with no intention of returning them, until she found him...

It all happened when she passed near an alley, the feeling of pain and misery was greater than usual, but this time it was different, the sensation was different, a little more... Human... Raquel was 11, had been training for four years and knew how to trust her instincts. She completely eliminated the sound of her footsteps as a precaution, her phone on direct dial with an experienced sorcerer and the cursed dagger awkwardly in her other hand (perhaps it was time for her to re-train herself to be ambidextrous) and then entered the alley.

Sitting at the end of the alley was a boy, he was short, probably younger than her, hugging his legs and trembling slightly. Raquel approached the boy, and even though she hadn't made a sound, the boy immediately looked directly at her.

Raquel immediately froze under the weight of the boy's eyes. His eyes were red, dark red, dark with fear, despair and distress, almost as if the boy wasn't there with her but constantly reliving some terrible memory that was keeping him in a constant state of panic.

That boy feels like a curse, but he also feels like a human.

Raquel sat down in front of him, put her knife away, turned on the flashlight on her phone, placed it between the two of them and watched, watched as the boy watched her, completely ignoring the calls she knew she was receiving and forcing herself to appear as calm and friendly as possible without seeming too much to handle to try to make the boy more comfortable.

Minutes, maybe almost an hour, later she started playing with her cursed energy control, she noticed that certain patterns seemed to calm him down more, the boy felt cursed energy, that's good, a way to help him without having to talk or touch him... The boy felt like a curse, but as he calmed down he felt more human.

He slowly unwound from himself and Raquel could finally notice more things about him, his eyes seemed to have cleared up, the red was brighter, like genuinely bright, (reflective eyes perhaps? ), by the light of her flashlight she could see that he had something like red stripes down his arms and red spots in his curly, fluffy hair, his expressions were kind of androgynous and little spots of the same shade of red as his arms circled his eyes, the boy was dirty, sand, dirt, parts of his black suit with red stripes were whitish and with little darker spots (his clothes were strange, like those of the protagonist of that little soap opera "Yo soy Franky" that she liked).

He never took his eyes off her, paying attention to every move she made, but now it seemed more like curiosity than panic, Raquel slowly stood up, picked up her phone and slowly held out her hand to him.

Raquel gave him a choice

He held her hand

Raquel doesn't think her parents would mind if she came home with a little brother, right?

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Using this one just to put my Sonic x Jujutsu Kaisen brainrot in a different place and stuff

The AU is called Jujutsu Emerald, every character is a common human, a sorcerer, a curse or something in between.

We, me and a friend, did Cursed techniques, relationships, though about plots and everything to make it blend as best as possible on the Jujutsu universe but still keeping some if the Sonicverse magic!

Even the lore is adapted to keep the important plot in Japan happening while the Sonic team do their stuff till both of the plots converge.

I'm kinda proud of it