#the type of guy to wear socks OVER his sandals

[crimsonmonsoon]

My Qi Rong headcannon of the day (incorporating my design for him) is that like Hua Cheng, he can change his appearance so that even after he loses his mask in the second book/season, people can’t exactly say he looks like Xie Lian. My design for him really turns him into a goblin so if we pretend he looks like that then he’s intentionally becoming something as far from Xie Lian as he can, but his true form would be much more beautiful and their similarity much more prominent. But in canon he doesn’t actually have enough power to do that I don’t think? Hua Cheng is powerful enough to have multiple forms so maybe Qi Rong can get by with having only one.

And ignoring my design for him, I think this is also why he wears a mask. Pretty boy don’t like being reminded he’s related to Xie Lian.

I also have a headcannon that he was executed by decapitation with the royal xianle family so in the afterlife he has a huge scar around his neck. He’d get pissed off to find it mirrors Xie Lian’s cursed shackle.

In other words he’s trying to be something as far from Xie Lian as possible, even if he has to make himself as ugly as he can to do so.

He’s on my walls now…

[homunculus-argument]

You know how there's people you only ever saw once, but still remember years later? This one time like ten years ago, I was travelling by train and sitting opposite of me was some dude with one single streak of silvery white hair on his forehead. He could not have been over 25, and it wasn't just a few grey hairs but a distinct white forelock, something that I had not even known can actually happen in real life. And it was not bleached, it was definitely real natural hair. I've been dying my hair since I was 12 and mine has been everything from black to white and red to green, I can tell when nordic hair is dyed vs natural.

And he didn't look like the type to dye his hair. He was the type that would wear a fedora with cargo pants, socks with sandals type of guy that you wouldn't be surprised to hear owns a katana. Long hair on a ponytail, but with that distinct white streak running through it. I did my best not to stare while I thought, how fucking cool is that? This one specific type of a guy who would know how cool it is to have a trait that only happens to characters in fantasy books just naturally has that, and keeps his hair long to show it off.

I was still living with my family at the time, and once I got home I told them about this guy I saw on the train. Like yeah I had been to university entrance exams and that didn't go well, but I wanted to tell them about the cool anime hair of this guy I saw on the train. And my family's first question was: Are you sure? No way that would actually happen, specifically not with some guy like that, he would have dyed it just to look cool. Eventually I got tired of childishly insisting that I Know What I Saw, and just gave up and let them convince me that maybe it wasn't real after all.

Until years later, I discovered that it is a real thing that happens to people! It's called poliosis and the there's plenty of pictures of people online who have it, whose hair look just like that. I was right all along. And I don't know if he'll ever hear it, but if the dude with the Main Character Hair, who was reading a fantasy book the size of a brick travelling by train in sothern Finland somewhere in the early 2010s, I hope you still know that your hair is cool as fuck.

[berrybeca]

random headcanons i have about this little bastard — most are stupid but it’s okay cuz i’m sickkk

theo the kind of guy to let out weird sighs out of nowhere. like a previously neglected shelter dog. he just sighs his brains out. annoyed? sigh. relaxing? sigh. smoking, pulling away from a kiss, finishing his plate? sigh. those pathetic little sighs are already earning him some mockery from his friends, but bro really doesn’t do it on purpose.

theo the kind of guy to always have a runny nose. could be middle of spring, and he’s clinging to his kleenexes like they’re a drug. but he also takes advantage of that fact, sneezing right in the middle of a teacher’s explanation, just to earn some chuckles throughout the classroom. (he’s definitely the type of class clown that almost never pipes up, but when he does, it’s funny as fuck)

theo the kind of guy to wear socks and sandals religiously when outside of class. he struts around the common room in them, and shoots people the dirtiest of looks when they themselves side eye him - which shuts them up right the hell up. (sandals i mean those like adidas sliders ones that literally every boy has… you know what i mean?)

theo the kind of guy to do crossword puzzles in the great hall. no further explanation, your honour. but you bet your ass this boy knows the most random of facts ever.

theo the kind of guy that will always be giving someone the stink eye. as if they had personally offended him. when you ask him why, he just acts confused. he has the biggest resting bitch face but brushes off whenever someone points it out to him.

theo the kind of guy have always been close to people from other houses, but in a like “oh he has so many friends” way, but in a “he knows the name of every ravenclaw that ever passed his gaze”. he’s observant, but misunderstood. people always think that he has crushes on them, just cause he looks at their face for more than five seconds.

i re watched baby today… going crazy over his voice omg

[hauntinglyhaunted]

Creepypasta Headcanons!

(Jeffery Woods, Eyeless Jack, Toby Rogers.)

Starting off with our crispy himself!

Jeffery Woods:

I actually believe he'd be moderately okay with self care (with the exception of showering, because he's gross 🧍)

Like, he def keeps different kinds of lotions to help hydrate his burn scars (I'm projecting ikik) and has a variety of different scents.

I actually think he doesn't have a strict preference for what kind of music he listens to, but tends to listen to heavy metal or older emo music.

Def listens to ICP. You can't change my mind.

I actually heavily headcanon him as someone that'll pick at his skin, specifically the skin on his fingers/hands. It's a bad habit that he has tried (and failed) to shake off.

Drinks monster/energy drinks like its WATER.

He's the type of guy to point at someone's concert shirt and ask them to name 3-5 songs

Eyeless Jack:

Out of any of the pastas, I believe he'd be the best when it comes to self care-- Considering the idea of him originally wanting to be a surgeon.

Carries hand sanitizer with him EVERYWHERE.

I believe he has a habit of over washing his hands and is constantly using hand sanitizer.

He has sensitive hearing from his heightened senses, so I believe he'd keep earplugs on him 24/7

Tried to prepare organs like someone would a sandwich, he regretted that.

The type of guy that doesn't pick up on humor. You quote something online around this guy and he'll just take it as you being dead serious.

Tried to eat human food so he could feel "normal" again, but it made him sick. Still tries it every now and then, but it can result in him just curled up on the floor. Think of how some people that are lactose intolerant will still eat dairy (you know who you are 🙄)

In some med schools, it's actually preferred to know a second language (that could also just be where I live, so 🚶) and I actually believe he knows bits of Spanish.

Parts of his life before the sacrifice is actually a major blur for him, it's like looking through a fog for him.

Hates the smell of mint.

I feel like he mainly uses echolocation. Or if he could "see" anything, it would probably be like seeing the temperature of something

Example:

Bro constantly cold. It could be the middle of July and he'd probably be LAYERED up. Long sleeves, hoodies, etc.

Toby Rodgers:

Chews. His fingers, the scar on his cheek, dead skin on his lips, he just chews.

Unironically wears socks and sandals

Due to high levels of stress, I like to think he'd have white steaks/patches in his hair. :]

Tried to give himself a piercing once, it didn't work out. It scarred.

Either Midwest emo or grunge, you can't change my mind!

Has listened to the front bottoms (father...) and the mountain goats.

Listens to Nirvana sometimes. 👏

Due to his trauma, he prefers to not drive or ride in the passenger seat. He either forces himself to sleep or zones out SOOOO hard.

Since he can't go get his hair cut professionally for obvious reasons, some of his hair is uneven since he doesn't know how to cut it properly.

Toby doesn't like sweetened coffee, he either drinks it black or eats instant coffee because "it works faster"

He regretted this.

Got my first ACTUAL post down! Hope you guys like it! Tried to keep it lighthearted since it's a starter. I take requests btw. :]

[soft-mafia]

Request: Buggy and reader having a cute data with Buggy doing magic tricks throughout the data, making the reader to laugh and return making Buggy smile

Magic[Buggy x Reader]

warnings: fem reader, fem y/n, short silly fluff

a/n: THIS IS SO ADORABLE ACTUALLY😭😭I took a few creative liberties bc I love my cringe fail husband.

“Ok… what about this one?” Buggy said, pulling out a flat saltine cracker, “I’ll tell her that I’ll sprinkle some magic dust on it to make it disappear and—!” He turned around, crunching the cracker in his hands, then turning back around and opening his palm, revealing the crushed crumbs of the saltine, “Boom. You think she’ll like that?”

Cabaji and Mohji clapped, however Galdino wasn’t too impressed. He groaned and put a hand over his head, “She’s not a child, Buggy. You’re gonna lose her as fast as you got her.”

“I’m trying my best, damn!!” Buggy growled, throwing the cracker crumbs overboard, then sighing loudly, holding his head in his palm, “I need to impress her somehow… Mohji, can you teach me how to train Richie to jump through a flying hoop or something?!”

“I could… but that type of stunt takes days for someone to master, and your date with her is tonight, isn’t it?” He replied.

Buggy groaned loudly and hid his face in his hands, “It is!! And I have nothing!!” He grumbled, “She’s gonna think I’m pathetic!”

“I’m surprised she already doesn’t…” Galdino mumbled under his breath. Buggy growled and shouted again, “WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST SAY?!” Buggy then let out another groan and whined, “Can you guys at least help make me look handsome? I have an outfit picked out and everything.”

After another run through of his cheesy magic tricks and jokes, they helped him get ready, having to help him redo his makeup for about 40 minutes because he was too picky and couldn’t get it exactly the way he wanted. While he was sulking in his bathroom, he completely forgot that it was almost time to take Y/n out on the beach. She walked into the quarters, looking stunning as ever in her bathing suit, even though neither of them could actually go swimming.

“Hey, have you seen Buggy? Is he still getting ready?” She asked, and before anyone could speak, Buggy let out a scream from the bathroom, immediately bursting out, his body parts in a jumble. He put himself back together as he rushed back over to Y/n, putting his hands on her waist. He was wearing a silly flower printed shirt with swim trunks, along with socks and sandals(that made his bounty increase by a billion berries).

“I’m right here baby, don’t worry your pretty little head.” He giggled, then stroked a hand through her hair until he smoothly pulled out a rose, “Oh, what’s this?” He asked, then handed her the flower. Y/n smiled brightly, taking the stem in her fingers before looking up at Buggy lovingly, “Awww! Thank you!”

As he let her back out of the cabin, he turned and flashed a thumbs up and wide grin at the three men.

“Pick a card.” Buggy said, fanning out a deck of cards in front of Y/n as they sat on a picnic blanket near the shore, the sun was nearly setting. Y/n giggled softly before reaching her hand out to grab a card, however Buggy panicked, holding it back, “No- not that one… uhh, pick something else.” He mumbled. Y/n blinked, but then smiled and attempted to pick another one, to which Buggy stammered again.

“No!! No, not that one!” Eventually she picked one, and he grinned widely. Once she held her card, he shuffled the deck in a strategic way, and then he pulled out a 3 of clubs, “Is this your card?” He said proudly. Y/n looked down at her card, then nodded excitedly, “It is!”

The smile on her face, and her giggles of excitement filled Buggy’s heart with not only pride, but a little bit of affection too— actually, a lot of affection. She was laying there looking gorgeous, laughing at his magic trick that he had to try again a few times to even get right. There wasn’t any trace of mockery, she was actually enjoying it. He got increasingly confident the more the night went on, he made coins disappear, pulled candy and jewelry from out behind her ears and from her hair. Once nightfall hit he attempted to do a cool card shuffling trick, however the only light they had was from a small candlelight that was close to burning out, he could barely see anything and before he knew it, the cards just flew out of his hand and right onto that candle.

Some of them caught on fire, to which he panicked and threw the entire picnic blanket out into the ocean on impulse. Y/n squeaked and was flown back onto the sand.

“Oh crap!! The food!!” Buggy screeched when he saw his half eaten hot dog floating in the water, but then he remembered something more important, “OH-! Y/N!!!” He quickly rushed to her side, helping her up off of the sand, a blush spread across his cheeks as he brushed it off of her thighs. After she was fully helped up to her feet, she giggled at Buggy, making him blush harder.

Then, she kissed him on the lips, holding his face. When she pulled away she stroked his hair back, her smile growing when she saw his entire face was blushing bright red.

“I- I’m sorry…” Buggy chuckled nervously, “I panicked.”

Y/n giggled again, wrapping her arms around his neck, “It’s ok. It was kind of funny.” She kissed him again, “This was nice! I loved your card trick.”

Buggy was flustered, grinning like an idiot and quaking internally, “Oh, really?” He grinned, then swallowed to regain some of his confidence, “Well… I have a few other tricks up my sleeve, if you’re up for it.” He leaned in close to her, holding her chin up with one finger. Y/n smiled and blushed, looking away as it spread across her cheeks, that made Buggy laugh, he swung his arm around her shoulder as they walked back to the ship together.

Galdino, Cabaji and Mohji were all watching from the bushes, Buggy had instructed Mohji to tranquilize Y/n if anything went wrong, then convince her that it was all a dream when she woke back up— and he almost had, however Buggy held her at just the right moment.

Even during their panic when Buggy was bombing half of his tricks, what surprised them the most was how entertained Y/n had been, and that dreamy look in her eyes whenever she would look at him.

Buggy was clearly a stupid clown, but Y/n loved him nonetheless.

[strawberry-cowmilk]

the brothers on vacation

mc's gender is not mentioned, not proof read

content warnings: really horrible outfits

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Lucifer

clearly he's the one trying to keep everyone in check while being very stressed

if he were to go get a massage, the person massaging him would need a truck to loosen those knots, log lucifer all over again, the beavers are coming

'mammon, no going to the casino- beel no, don't eat that- where is belphie?'

Mammon

he can get overly excited about sone things

like he'll see a cool tower and run to it while dragging you behind him

honestly all he wants this vacation is some time at said cool tower with just you

also he may or may not have tried to sneak out to the casino at 3am

Leviathan

sad truth for levi fans: he'd definitely wear those short sleeve floral button down shirts with khaki cargo shorts, flip flops and those plastic caps on vacation

but getting him to leave the hotel room is a whole challenge too

when you're actually outside for 5 minutes, he might start complaining about wanting to leave

Satan

if you are somewhere with a lot of stray cats, good luck trying to not loose satan

he's also the type of guy to read a book at the poolside and get annoyed when a single drop of water touches the paper

satan somehow manages to put together outfits more 'middle aged man trying to be cool' than levi and beel combined

Asmodeus

he wants to take pictures of everything and he will get angry when somebody takes the picture at a bad angle

he can often be found at the hotel spa, sometimes he'll ask you to join him

one time he went to a club and stayed a little longer than planned, so lucifer came in and literally dragged him back to the hotel

Beelzebub

that one guy going into every mcdonalds he spots

please make sure he wears sunscreen beel looks like he'd get a sunburn in no time at the beach

sadly beel would show up at dinner wearing socks in sandals, those dad sandals with 20 straps per shoe

Belphegor

one time he fell asleep on one of those inflatable plastic pool things and his brothers just forgot him there, beel did go back to get him though

somehow he'd wear some hoodie with shorts even though it's really hot outside

on some days, it's hard to get him to leave the hotel too

[winterpinetrees]

OC-tober Day 8: In Their Favorite Outfit

It’s my October prompt list and I get to make the rules (it’s not I did not make these prompts). Notes time.

Clay: He prefers dark colors and sturdy, breathable clothes. He doesn’t wear printed shirts, but he likes simple patterns. Clay’s favorite outfit is dark jeans, running shoes, and his leather jacket over a lightly patterned shirt. He’ll usually fold a bandana into a fancy pocket square and put that in the jacket, just in case he wants to hide his face.

Brian: He got a windbreaker from his baseball team, and likes that more than his actual varsity jacket. He’s not really into clothes. T-shirt and shorts type of guy. He’s probably the best of the three at applying makeup, a skill he acquired as a bit and from various girlfriends.

Sierra: Her workshop gear! Gray baggy cargo pants, a heavy-duty utility belt, steel-toed boots, and a dark blue sweatshirt with the drawstrings tucked in. When it isn’t a safety hazard, she wears copper wire around her wrists and a pair of blue headphones with stickers. She doesn’t like wearing tight clothes and always cuts out the tags.

Marin: He’s loyal to Sondaica emerald and gold. However, Marin has fallen in love with human printed shirts, especially the ones that are a little cliche. His favorite is a dark green one that says “not all who wander are lost”. Maybe if he wears it, that will make it true. He’ll wear sandals with socks if it’s cold. It’s more acceptable in the elven world I promise.

Ryn: When Ryn was a young prodigy, he’d seize any opportunity to walk around in just loose pants and lace-up boots to show off his Voyager tattoos. Now, he’d rather have a shirt on. Ryn likes bold designs, and still has a soft spot for the grids and map-inspired patterns of the Voyagers. This man would order the deaths of thousands while wearing a Hawaiian shirt if he could.

Ishtar: Ishtar’s favorite outfit is a long indigo robe with too many layers to fight in, and a decorative silver cover over her vambrace. She faintly remembers her mother wearing something similar.

Amedi: Ceremonial combat gear. High reinforced boots, detailed armor with the veins glowing red, red war paint and a helmet shaped like the head of a jackal. Can do killer makeup.

Esther: Her favorite outfit is a long skirt and blouse, like what a working woman might have worn a hundred years ago. Her favorite colors are cool jewel-tones, but she’s been trapped in Mercuralis indigo and Kebero rust for basically the rest of her life. Esther also prefers to tie her hair back.

[pokemon-legends-and-legacies]

If you would be so kid as to try an altshipping kid that would really cheer me up after a lousy few days 🥺 (if you're still doing them ofc!!)

Name: Morgan

Name Origin: "sea circle" after Lorelei's name deriving from a type of siren/mermaid, and her large number of dual Ice/Water types & after morganite, a type of pink beryl gemstone.

Gender: Male

General Appearance: Light pink hair and bright blue eyes. He's taller than both of his parents and built a bit more like Grandpa Joseph was back in the day. Can usually be found wearing any kind of sports jersey + shorts combo, big fan of locker room sandals and socks.

Personality: Himbo supreme. An all around cheerful and good-natured guy who's always happy to lend a hand and loves being out on a nice day playing around with the boys. Even if a lot of jokes go over his head, he's always ready to laugh alongside everyone else. Default expression is a slightly bewildered looking smile. "I don't get it, but that's totally rad bro!"

Special Talents: Has a surprisingly really good memory, especially for places and things he's seen before. Has a reputation as a walking field guide thanks to being able to point out and recite facts on any pokémon, flora, rocks, weather patterns... you name it! - that he might come across while hiking. He doesn't really see it as a big talent though and still regularly jokes about how he's not the sharpest tool in the shed.

Who They Like Better: It's a pretty even tie! He loves Steven for taking him out hiking and teaching him a lot of what he knows about the natural world, and loves Lorelei for spoiling him and always standing up for him and cheering him on (she is THE PTA mom she goes to every single one of his basketball games and cheers the loudest.)

Who They Take After More: Every single Stone gene went straight on through, he's got a lot of traits from both Steven and Joseph, but his love of cute, small pokémon was definitely thanks to Lorelei's influence.

Personal Headcanon: He's not a huge battler, so most of his pokémon are unevolved. His main partner is a Jigglypuff nicknamed Ponpon his parents helped him catch, as his most beloved plush he slept with growing up was of one (they're the same colors after all)! Ponpon is a surprisingly serious and fussy mon who mainly helps his trainer out by putting any aggressive wild pokémon they encounter to sleep (and has also been caught and scolded for trying to the same to his opponents on the court from the stands.)

[squeiky]

Go tired of seeing "old hedgehog" designs of sonic and shadow with them just having greyed out quills and decided to do something about it

So yeah qpr sonadow (yeah shadow is 50+ fucking finally. Im considering giving him a cane. An asthetic or an actual one idk. Maybe both?)

Sonic grew his quills out (wanted a kind of longhair rockstar kinda hair thing idk if i achiebed i though. Also still unsure on what he'd wear so i just slapped on his sa2 beach costume and added sandals (and possibly socks).

(Oh and there a scar from the Mephiles blast on his stomach- as well as top surgery scars because of course he had top surgery its sonic)

(Oh and also the "old lady swagger" sonic is just him crossdessing/going lady mode because he always rocks the look )

Shadow styled/shortend his quills and i put him in a nice black collared sweater. He wears glasses because my guy has eye problems

(Btw. Im horrible at telling ppls ages so if they dont feel old then idk what to tell you guys i have no idea what aging is at this point)

Then, instead of simply making old yaoi i ended up getting obbessed (and happy) and started making everyone old

So next up was amy and Blaze. (Silver is here too)

I think theyre a little bit on the younger side of the old yaoi? I did consider the fact that some people age differently (some look older whilst others look younger) so Amy and Silver got the more "youthful-ish" complexion whilst Blaze and Espio got the more older one.

Thoughhh im still working on their design. I can always make older old lady Amy (now that i think about it i should 100% make Amy a granny looking buff woman because i feel like thats beautiful)

Either way amy and Blaze kept their uh.. "hair" short. Amy still wears supergirly clothes and Blaze wears more masculine type clothes nothing else.

Next is espilver

You cant sue me for making Silver a short king menace to society.

Not really much on design so far other than Silver is way more plump (pearshaped) now because life got better, and Espio is taller because what is he if not a tree?

Ask them how they met? It was at bowling. Why bowling? Its because thats less weird then "was investigating the multiple crimes husbando commited and ended up getting said yet-to-be husbando arrested, but after he got out we totally fucked"

Yeah

Oh, and because i couldnt choose, Espio is trans AND intersex! Yeah!

Also Amy is silvers ex (Silver has like.. 2 exes... Possibly more?)

And then theres everyone else who arent a "ship" persay:

So i call this the moreso young adult group with Tails, Charmy, Ray and Cream.

Tails (in college) and Charmy (not in college) obviously hang out and play videogames.

Cream, because when she was little she didnt get invited to fight deadlt monsters, grew up, and decided shes going to fight deadlt monsters. So i tried to make her a cool suit but idk.. it needs reworking cause the whole "secret agent" vibe works! But not the way i like.

Rouge is forever foxynand will continue to be the most attractive woman on planet earth no matter what age. Shes also still a meance to socitey and we will forever love the jewel thief (old) woman.

Knuckles doesnt cut his quills so those shits are LONG hes also old as well but idk what he'd wear

And yes Metal (also Chaos) is here too. Metal is a bit rusty (literally) but overall well kept and fancy. I think eggman would be dead by now, so i gave it a crown on its ears to symbolize how it took over i guess.

OKAY SHIPKIDS:

Blaze x Amy ( bio kid): Flare (was thinking "Spark" because of the love idea but idk yet)

Espio x Silver (bio-kid): Greybell

And then heres the fun part:

So Sonic and Shadow dont function like the others here, in that- while saving the world and whatnot, every so often they'd either find a kid following them (similarly to Amy and Tails back in the days) or save a kid during their whole adventure.

The first time this happened was just Luca (a black jaguar) who followed Sonic during one his little solo adventures and Sonic was like "do you have parents i can take u back too" and she was like "nah" so of course, after seriously looking for her parents through ppl with database accesses like tails and rouge, he was like "u wanna stay with me?" And Luca was like "YEAH!"

And then Sonic called Shadow like "Shadow do u want kids" and which he replied "what?" And then suddenly they adopted Luca. This is how it began.

Eventually, as one grew up, theyd find another, and then another and then well now they have like 11 kids in total.

Now, after ALL of this, they took a break and after that years worth of a break were like "wanna make a kid? Like for the challenge of having to that from scratch"

And sonic was like "what?"

So they hit up the labs and made a bio kid who is 2 months old and is the most hectic fucking thing theyve ever had to deal with so thanks for the prior 10 experinces (alas they do not compare to the mega menace)

[azttore]

For the ITs Leader trio, who pulls off Dress and who pulls of Tuxedos Best?

Also, favorite winter down/past time?

oh wow ! i am assuming this is in reference to my au art …? i am going to be honest, i am unsure what you mean by leader trio, as narukami is the only one ever considered a leader. so excuse me if i misunderstood ^^” but in context with my au post

narukami 100% is the best dress wearer and absolutely pulls off any fit he tries. my idea of narukami is that once he met mitsuru, the gloves were off in his gender presentation game. he saw her and was like “…wow! i can be like that! i too can be a girlboss!” then proceeded to do exactly that. i think narukami would favor those thigh-knee cut slim fit dresses, like in the spy movies- or those floor length slim fits with a little tail. something showy and bright, give him an excuse to bring makeup and jewelry too. i like to think that once he grew comfortable with his identity, he tried to one up mitsuru in anything he pulled off when they were working on something together. friendly girlboss competition.

between naoto and yosuke, they fit two specifcially different types of suit to me. i am not a fan of being tapped to the narrow box of tuxedo, so i hope you don’t mind me expanding a bit.

naoto is likely “the best” with pulling off a suit, but that is inly due to his nature. when you are the great detective prince, you have to carry a sort of air that comes with learning how to be fashionably acceptable. while he could certainly pull off a tuxedo, without a doubt, i actually think naoto would be a little more… uniquie, about it. tailored suit and simple tweaks to the existing style to give it more of a princely sense of theme, is what i personally see. i will have to draw it at somepoint, i am not the best as explaining things, my apologies. my main point of inspirational reference for naoto and the suits he would wear is older, royal like dress shirts and vests/blazers, coat tails and embroidered patterns- some much similar to that of the jouin uniforms of smtv.

yosuke would be the perfect picture of just a guy in a suit and i love that for him so fucking much. i feel like it solidly depends on the type of event on whether he really dresses it up or not. sometimes he can be in a rather quickly put together, budget buy tux. looks like a guy going to prom for the first time. probably needs help tying his tie. when he does put in the effort, however, yosuke can pull off a really well-put tux with no problem. between narukami fashion osmosis and having to learn how to be taken seriously in the field of law, he caught on pretty quickly on how to care for a suit and dress to a t. you just gotta convince him whether or not the occasion is worth it or not- because otherwise? this mans sense of fashion is a fucking disaster i love him so bad but he dresses like a middle aged dad in hawai’ian shirts and khakis. he wears those fucking tshirts with the tuxedo printed on the front. probably wears fucking socks with sandals and freaks out over those water shoes with the toes.

outside of those three, if you would have asked me about the entire investigation team-

both answers would be rise. rise can pull off any shape of dress just as good as she can suit, and i think she opts for those very dress-like suits with frills and tails. rise, narukami and naoto working on pulling off some of the most elaborate, unique fashion takes meanwhile yosuke is standing in the enterance way wearing a shirt that says “man i love fishing” in a pair of shorts that have ten pockets and big ass sneakers too big for his damn feet. i like them so bad. i do think rise and yosuke go in brand name shopping sprees together, she helps him find the cool shit. rise is naoto’s biggest supporter in fashion choice and likely has a hand in getting him a lot of custom work done. as a note to the au, i like to think rise is qprs with the trio. they all hold hands sometimes.

as for your last question!

vacation. oh my god this team needs a fucking break. they are overworked to shit please just give them sometime to hang out and breathe.

in those moments of peace, i think they each are still figuring out their pursuits and hobbies. the only one i am really sure of is that i think naoto is writing in his off time. i feel he has a big attachment to literature, or at least knowledge, and wants to have his own book of sorts. not too sure the type of book, ill get back to you on that, but it feels right to me that he’d be writing in his off time (even though it is still technically work and needs to be convinced to take a break).

sorry this is a world wall i am a little autisitic about them

[tashacee]

oh, if you insist :D

FD is very intense. Everything he says sounds like the equivalent of typing in allcaps

He has absolutely no sense of proportion. He responds the same way to a game of cards that he does to a battle against the forces of darkness and he is a sore loser

He's a big, big guy, and will allow all of the chain to fall asleep on him like a piece of furniture. He claims that this is because 'IT IS IMPORTANT TO KEEP UP TEAM MORALE' but actually he just likes being around the Chain and sees them all as kids

He has like a thousand embarrassing stories of Time growing up and WILL tell them at any point, regardless of whether or not it is an appropriate time

He doesn't really understand self doubt or depression but when he sees one of the Chain having a bad day he will dedicate himself to making them feel better.

As far as he's concerned low self esteem is a foe to be defeated and while his bombastic efforts to beat it may be a little... over the top, he means well and the Chain love him for it

When they visit Wind's era he 100000% wears socks with sandals

please feel free to add more!

On the one hand the Fierce Deity is a fearsome battle god who takes no quarter and is a terrible foe. It would be a bad idea to draw his attention in the first place and and even worse idea to get on his bad side.

On the other hand he is literally the Fierce Dad-ity and would immediately adopt the Chain on sight. This has been my TED Talk.

[laceymorganwrites]

Musashi headcanons that are the Brat to my wurst

listen listen, the beer clichee is true, alright

I mean I personally can only drink beer cause I´m lightweight, it´s the only thing not making me throw up

and it´s canon that he likes to drink beer as well, a lot of it

but I do think he prefers Dunkles (irdk what it´s called in English rip, but it´s like ale I believe?)

Helles for him is too weak, he does drink a few of those but in the end he always goes for Dunkles

I fully believe that he does not get drunk, or that´s what everyone thinks

but there´s this point where he drinks one beer too much (this happens veryyyy little, he doesn´t like being drunk, just drinking)

Musashi usually only drinks to be more sociable at events and such

so when he drinks he talks more to people and overall is a bit more included and involved

but there´s this point when he gets drunk and suddenly he´s everyone´s best friend

giving everyone advice, taking silly pictures with them, the guy who gets su hyper and suggests going to karaoke or someplace (Also the guy who will sing Rammstein and knows all of the lyrics)

team: clingy

if you´re sitting next to him you´re gonna have one of his arms around you, he laughs at everything when he´s drunk

he doesn´t like warm weather too much because of his condition, that´s why he also doesn´t like to go on vacation

but if he would: he´d definitely wear socks in sandals

the typical dad ones too, the brown ones that are already way too worn out with the white socks

also if he ever was to go on vacay he´s team rent a cabin in the woods and go hiking

Ik ik ppl always say Germans are meat lovers, I mean we got Schnitzel and Bratwurst etc. buttttt this man gives me veggie vibes

and not to flex but our veggie meat is delicious 💅

Musashi also likes to cook, especially for others or overall eating in company is great to him

king of Raclette because he somehow makes that even more fancier 

and don´t get me started about soccer

that man gets passionate about that shit

he invites all of his friends and prepares all the food and drinks

they all yell at the screen together

okay but he´d totally invite cell 13 to watch a match with him

they all are so freaking confused because they just don´t know him this way

he has to explain Abseits to Nico and Jyugo about ten thousand times

he bonds with Uno because of course he does, Brits and Germans just know how to do soccer

honestly he´s the type of person who listens to either classical music or die Ärzte, or Rammstein

a huge fan of literature, especially Goethe and Shakespeare

Faust, die Leiden des jungen Werther, he also loves every romcom by Shakespeare since he just cackles to himself at the wittiness every time

I feel like he´d love Oscar Wilde too, overall gothic ltierature from that time (or maybe I just self project but psht)

oh he´d definitely come over to cell 13 with his Freundebuch

he bought a new one since the last time he had one was in elementary school

he explains the whole thing and everyone might be crying just a little bit

Nico plasters stickers all over his page and everyone gives it their best shot

[nanaosaki3940]

His Rival (Part 2)

Pairing: Satoru Gojo X OC, Megumi Fushiguro X OC.

Warning: Age-gap romance (no smut), long post, JJK manga spoiler.

Genre: Romance, fluff, angst.

Fandom: Jujutsu Kaisen.

A/N: I know this is an xOC fic but you can read it as a self-insert if you like. And this is a small snippet of my JJK fanfic ‘Lovely & Deadly’ posted on Quotev and Wattpad. 

Part 1: The Warmth Of A Cruel Beauty  

Part 3: Gojo Sensei & Hokkaido

3rd Person's POV (Tokyo Jujutsu High, before the Christmas Eve, 2017)

"What is it Yuta?" Panda asked when he noticed the ravenette boy stopped following them and was staring at nothing at a far distance, causing the other two first-years to stop in their tracks and look back at him as well.

"Umm… I just had a bad feeling." Yuta muttered out nervously, feeling uncomfortable for some reason.

"It’s your imagination." Maki responded with a shrug.

"Just your imagination." Panda repeated, not giving much of a thought.

"Okaka." Inumaki added with a bored look on his face before they all turned around and started to walk towards the training field again.

"E-Eh, come on guys…" Yuta stuttered out in panic as he felt an eerie presence approaching them closer and closer.

"I mean, Yuta's curse power perception is monkey level." Panda commented.

"Of course, he would be dull with something like Rika at his side all the time." Maki sighed, shaking her head.

"Tuna." Inumaki agreed, nodding his head.

While the students continued their harmless bullying towards Yuta outside at the school gate, inside the school building the 1st year instructor Satoru Gojo and the Principal Masamichi Yaga were standing in a hallway, all guarded and prepared as they continued to stare out at the horizon through the window as if searching for something.

"We still can’t locate Geto." Yaga stated with a frowning face. "You sure you’re not worrying for nothing?

"I’m sorry Principal, but that’s impossible." Gojo replied in a serious yet calming tone. "I have confirmed it at the scene myself. There is no way I would mistake the scent of Suguru’s curse power."

And just then, both of them sensed something eerie had arrived and entered their school campus. It was Suguru Geto.

"Goddammit! Speak of the devil!" Yaga cursed out before rushing down the hallway, shouting out. "All first-class jujutsu sorcerers, gather at the front rotary!"

"How unusual." Maki noted when they all noticed a big bird flew down from the sky and landed just a few feet away from them with a man sitting on top of it.

The unknown man was tall and slim with long black hair partially tied up behind his head while the rest drapes down his back. He had small black eyes and bangs that covered his left eye. His earlobes were large enough to fit fairly large circular earrings. To them, he seemed to be looking like a Buddhist priest because of the type of clothes he was wearing; a gold-colored kasaya garment over black yukata robes while completing his monk attire with white tabi socks and zori sandals.

"Yuta's hunch was right." Panda added as they stared at the older unknown man in utter confusion.

"You don’t look like you’re authorized." Maki pointed out with a frowned face while the man hopped off from the back of the gigantic bird and landed on the ground.

"Haven’t seen that big a curse and all." Panda muttered out.

"Sujiko." Inumaki added.

"Wah, what a big bird." Yuta mumbled out innocently with wide eyes in awe.

"This place sure hasn’t changed." the long black-haired man sighed in a disappointed tone, looking around at the campus, being all nonchalant while ignoring the presence of the four 1st years and the bird beside him then opened its beak and from inside it, a few more people jumped out and landed beside Geto.

"Wow! Geto-sama, are we really in Tokyo?!" a blonde teen girl with hair tied up in a bun asked in an unimpressed tone. "This place reeks of the countryside!"

"Nanako, that’s rude." a black-haired teen girl who seemed to be around the same age as the blonde one muttered out in a low tone shyly.

"Eh? But, Mimiko, you think so too, right?" the blonde from the previous named Nanako questioned the blacked-haired girl named Mimiko.

"Geez, get down already!" a man named Larue, another one of Geto's followers scolded the girls to get out of the bird's beak.

"Hm? Who are those guys?" Panda asked his friends while he and the others stared at their intruders in confusion.

"A panda! So cute!" Nanako squealed out, delighted before pulling out her phone and snapping a few pictures of Panda.

"No, who are you guys?" Panda questioned again before hardening his voice. "Yuta-san here won’t forgive any intruders you know!"

"Konbu." Inumaki agreed with it, trying to scare off the intruders.

"Eh?!" Yuta gasped out in shock and confusion, staring at his friends in bewilderment.

"Just leave already before Yuta-san here beats you guys up!!" Maki barked out in a threatening voice with a serious look on her face, furrowing her eyebrows as well.

"EEHH?!" Yuta gasped out again in shock, but before anyone could realize anything about what was going on, Geto now stood right in front of Yuta and grabbed his smaller hands in his bigger ones.

"Nice to meet you, Okkotsu-kun. I’m Suguru Geto." Geto introduced himself to the young ravenette boy while the other 1st years stared at the older man in shock for how quickly he walked up to them from his previous spot.

'He’s fast!!!' they all thought.

"E-Eh? A-Ah, nice to meet you." Yuta muttered out shyly and politely.

"You possess a truly wonderful power. I believe that a great power should be used for great purposes. Do you not have any doubts about our current world? A world where jujutsu sorcerers work secretly to protect the commoners." Geto stated in a sweet tone which he always used to lure people in, causing Yuta to stare at him in more confusion before the older man moved even closer and wrapped an arm around the boy's shoulder. "You see, I want to correct the contradiction that is the strong having to adapt to the weak. It's so wretched!"

"Sure…" Yuta trailed off, doubting the man's intentions.

"Mankind, the lords of creation, are impeding the steps of its own evolution! It’s nonsense! Humanity needs to review its survival strategy. And for that, I’m asking for your help." Geto went on.

"With what?" Yuta asked.

"I wanna kill every non-jujutsu sorcerer and make a world with only jujutsu sorcerers, you see." Geto replied nonchalantly and the 1st years stared at him in horror.

'What is he saying?' they thought and just then the man himself stepped into the scene to save his students from the curse-user.

"Please do not push your inane ideas onto my students." Gojo stated out in a firm and threatening tone.

"Satoru! It’s been a while!" Geto greeted his former best friend with a wide grin on his face.

"Get away from these children, Suguru." Gojo added with a frowning face as other sorcerers from Jujutsu High also came out to face Geto which included Principal Yaga, Mei Mei, Nanami, and Ino.

"I did hear the 1st years this year were particularly exceptional… I see. So you were in charge." Geto smirked at Gojo before looking back at the Jujutsu High students in order (Yuta, Panda, Inumaki, and Maki). "A special class jujutsu sorcerer, a mutated cursed corpse, a descendant of spellcasters, and… a failure of the Zenin clan."

"You bastard!-" Maki barked out through her gritted teeth in fury but was soon cut off by Geto himself.

"Watch your mouth. A monkey like you isn’t needed in my world." Geto stated in a dark tone, narrowing his eyes at Maki, and this caused Yuta to swat Geto's arm off of his shoulder, his face looking all pissed.

"I’m sorry. I don’t understand what you’re trying to say, Geto-san. But… I can’t help someone who would belittle my friends." Yuta stated in a firm tone.

"I’m sorry. I had no intentions of making you feel uncomfortable." Geto smiled at him apologetically.

"Then, why are you even here then?" Gojo asked his former best friend, stepping in and standing between Geto and Yuta.

"To declare war." Geto replied before raising his voice as he looked over at his opponents. "Gather around everyone! Open your ears and listen well! On the 24th of December! During the sunset! We shall perform a Hyakki Yakou (hundred demons night parade)! The place shall be the crucible of curses; Shinjuku, Tokyo, and the capital of Jujutsu, Kyoto! 1000 curses will be released in each place and their orders will be to kill the trash. Unless you want hell to be painted on earth, then work to death to stop me. Let us curse each other as much as we want!!"

Although people like Gojo, Nanami, and Mei Mei kept their cool and showed no emotions on their dead serious faces, Principal Yaga on the other hand couldn't control himself and simply stared at his former student with frowned face and gritted teeth, feeling all sorts of negative emotions he didn't want to feel; anger, frustration, but more importantly, regret. Because the last thing he wanted to see was the downfall of his former student to the point that there was no turning back.

"Ahh! Geto-sama!" Nanako squealed out all of a sudden, staring down at her phone. "The store is closing!"

"It's already that late?" Geto asked with a pursed lips before looking back at Gojo with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, Satoru. These girls said they would only come if they got to eat crepes at Takeshita street. I’m gonna take my leave. Dear me, for a place so full of monkeys, what’s even so great about…"

"You think I’ll let you go?" Gojo asked, furrowing his eyebrows at Geto.

"Come on now. my free time is all for my cute students." Geto chuckled as he was about to walk back to his team, but just then someone familiar appeared in the scene out of nowhere; someone who no one expected them to be there.

"Suguru?" Nana Osaki, who was in the senior year of her middle school back then, stood at the gate of Jujutsu High with wide eyes and a shocked look on her face.

How long had it been since she last saw him? Almost 10 years, right?

"Osaki?" Yaga called out in shock and confusion with furrowed eyebrows. "What are you doing here?"

"Nana-chan!" Geto grinned at the young girl wholeheartedly while sorcerers and students from the side of Jujutsu High stared at the Osaki girl in concern, getting ready to protect the girl just in case Geto tried to cause any harm to her. "It's been a while! Look how big you've grown! The last time I saw you, I remember you were this small, dainty girl. But now look at you. Turned into a fine, young lady!"  

And to this Nana scoffed in response as she walked over to the group of people with a deep scowl on her pretty face.

"What are you doing here, Suguru?" Nana asked in a venomous tone.

"Nana-chan, why are you here? Where is Megumi?" Gojo questioned Nana worriedly, walking up to her as he noticed her still wearing her school outfit with her schoolbag clinging over her shoulders.

"Megumi went to visit Tsumiki at the hospital, so I thought of dropping by to say hello to Yuta senpai and the others..." Nana replied to Gojo without taking her eyes off of Geto. "Didn't imagine I'd run into you after 10 years... Why are you here, Suguru? After all this time... where have you been? It was as if you just vanished from the face of the Earth. Why didn't you come back?"

"I think you already know the answer to why I didn't come back, Nana-chan..." Geto responded, his lips curled up into a smirk. "And to answer your other question, I was here to recruit Okkotsu-kun to help me in forming a new world without the non-sorcerers. Say, Nana-chan... what do you think? Wanna join my side and create a better world for us sorcerers?"

"Like hell, I'm gonna join you!" Nana hissed at him, clenching her fists as Gojo put his hands on her shoulders to calm her down. "My very own father was a non-sorcerer. Do you really think I'll join your side and kill off every non-sorcerer out there? I'm not crazy like you, Suguru! And whatever you're doing is completely wrong, so stop it already!"

"I'm sorry, but this is my final resolve. This is what I want... There's no place for those monkeys in my world, Nana-chan..." Geto replied, suddenly his voice turned low and dark and this caused Nana to stare at him in shock, going completely stunned on the spot.

"I can't believe you're saying things like these..." Nana stated, still in shock, her voice quivered a bit. "You're not the Suguru I know. You were never like this... You were so kind, and compassionate... So loving... But then why? Why?"

The Suguru Geto she knew from the past was a kind and sweet boy. Back then, when they were still students of Jujutsu High, Geto believed that jujutsu sorcerers existed to protect the non-sorcerers and for this, an arrogant teen Gojo always argued with him for being so kind and righteous, further saying that applying reasoning to jujutsu was stupid. Their clash in ideology caused them to argue and clash heads as young men back in the day. Geto was a much more kind and proper young man back then, especially compared to Gojo. He understood the importance of manners and carried himself with dignity as a jujutsu sorcerer. He believed Gojo had far too rude of an attitude in his opinion and despite disagreeing from time to time, Geto and Gojo were still best friends. They encouraged each other to be the strongest and were confident they could accomplish anything as long as they had each other.

But the current Suguru Geto who was standing right in front of her at this moment hated the non-sorcerers, always referring to them as 'monkeys'. He believed sorcerers are the superior race and humanity's next stage of evolution. He was so smug and extremely condescending towards normal humans so much so that he would spray himself with disinfectant if he came in close contact with them. He believed non-sorcerers only had two roles in association with him; money collection and curse collection and if they weren't fulfilling their roles, Suguru would gladly allow curses to kill them without any remorse.

"Is this what my Mom taught you when you were still a student, Suguru?" Nana asked the older man, her eyes glimmering in fury and sorrow while Geto stared at her in amusement as she moved closer to him. "That to create a new world for sorcerers by killing all non-sorcerers? Is that what she taught you?! You're disrespecting her by doing all these heinous acts, do you know that?!"

"Nana-chan..." Gojo called her in a soft tone, trying to pry her off of Geto but she pushed him away, small tears forming at the corner of her eyes.

"You were always so kind and respectful to everyone, Suguru. I refuse to believe that you've turned into a monster like this! In your place, if Satoru went astray and became a murderous criminal, I won't have been so shocked given how his attitude was back then... But you Suguru! You! I still refuse to believe all of these!" Nana cried out and her words stunned Gojo completely, freezing him immediately on the spot.

At that moment, Gojo felt his world had just stopped moving. His breath hitched, probably also forgot how his respiratory system actually worked for a few seconds. Gojo just couldn't stop thinking of what she just said right now; was that how she saw him? Was that how she felt about him? That he was the one who should've gone to the path of darkness and destruction instead of Geto? Gojo knew that he wasn't the perfect man back in the day; he had countless flaws and his attitude wasn't anything likable. He was also aware of the fact that Geto was more popular among the ladies and the children than he himself ever was. But he never imagined that his beloved Nana would feel or think this way about him and this shattered his heart into millions of pieces like thin, fragile glass. Did he really make such a bad impression on her? Was his former personality that distasteful to the point that she thought of such cruel things about him?

Gojo never got to know.

And it wasn't long before the battle took place between the Jujutsu High sorcerers and Geto's team on the day of 24th December, where at the end of the conflict, Geto lost the final fight against the young promising sorcerer Yuta Okkotsu.

"Wonderful. Truly wonderful." Geto groaned out in pain while leaning back against a wall in an alleyway, the right side of his torso, including his right arm, was now gone because of Rika's final attack. "This is indeed a power that can change the world. If I have Rika, I won’t need to be stingy with curses anymore. Next time. Next time for sure!"

And just at that moment, a certain someone walked up to him with a straight look on his face.

"You're late, Satoru." Geto smirked at him mockingly. "To you think you would checkmate me… Are my families safe?"

"They all ran away. You gave the same orders to the ones at Kyoto, right?" Gojo stated in a low flat voice, emotions hardly could be traced right now in his voice.

"Well, it’s because I’m nice unlike you." Geto chuckled out. "You send those two specifically so that they could be done in by me and trigger Okkotsu’s explosion right?"

"It’s because I trusted you. I knew you won’t kill young sorcerers for no reason." Gojo replied with a small smile on his face.

"Trust, huh. To think you still had some that for me…" Geto coughed out with a small chuckle again before tossing an ID card at Gojo which the white-haired man caught the small item with ease. "I’m returning this..."

"That elementary school was also your work?!" Gojo asked in shock as he scowled at Geto, referring to an incident that was caused by Rika some time ago.

"I guess..." Geto muttered out softly.

"You’re a lost cause." Gojo scoffed but then his face immediately softened again. "Any last words?"

"No matter what anyone says, I hate all the monkeys. But it’s not like I detested anyone from the college. it's just that in a world like this, I can’t laugh from my heart at all." Geto replied, letting out a heavy sigh.

"Suguru…" Geto was about to say something when just then someone familiar walked into the scene.

"Satoru! Suguru!"

The voice caused the two young men to look over and see Nana jogging up to them, breathless with Megumi Fushiguro following behind her.

"Nana, wait!" Megumi called out but she didn't listen.

Nana quickly rushed past Gojo and went up to Geto before kneeling in front of the long-haired man and inspecting his wounds. Her eyes and nose were puffy red and her entire face was shaded with the color light pink; it was evident that she was crying earlier.

"Oh my god! Suguru! Your wounds!" she cried out in concern as she touched him with her small shaky hands.

"What are you kids doing here?" Gojo asked, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.

"Nana insisted on coming. She wanted to make sure everyone's okay." Megumi replied with a small sigh while Nana started to use her Reverse Cursed Technique on Geto to heal his wounds.

"I-It won't work, Nana-chan..." Geto stuttered out, his eyes softening at the sight of the young girl. "Please, stop..."

But being the stubborn girl she always was, she didn't stop herself from healing Geto. Geto might be an enemy now, but he was still Suguru Geto; the man she once and still loved. Gojo also tried to walk over and stop her, but Megumi pulled him back.

"It'll work!" Nana countered back, now tears rolling down her cheeks with a scowl forming on her face. "Shoko taught me how to do this! It'll work! I'm sure of it! And after that, we'll take you to the hospital and then-"

Seeing her in this distress broke Geto's heart before he reached out his left hand and gently rested it on her right cheek, halting her on the spot.

"Nana-chan..." he muttered out in a soft tone, brushing her tears away with his thumb and her eyes widened a bit in surprise. "I'm sorry... for making you cry... I'm the worst."

And hearing those words, Nana began to sob ever more than before. There was no way Geto was dying, was he?

"And you should be sorry! Damn you, Suguru!" she cried, yelling at his face, letting out all her anger and frustration on him. "Why do things have to end up like this?! Why?! Just why?! I don't want you to die dammit!!"

"Your words are dangerous, Nana-chan. Sounds like you're in love with me." Geto joked with a soft weak chuckle, coughing out blood in the process.

"And what if I say I am?" she muttered out, looking down with a small blush painting her cheeks and her response caused the three males to stare at her with wide eyes in surprise. "I love you, Suguru, I love you very much... Just as much as I love Satoru and everyone else... I always cared about you even after you abandoned us..."

She reached out and grabbed Geto's torn clothes in her fists before leaning in and resting her head on his bloodied chest, listening in to his final weak heartbeat.

"You, Satoru, Shoko... I grew up having you guys by my side all the time. Each and every one of you means so much to me... I can't bring myself to hate you even if I want to, Suguru... You were my Prince Charming, remember? My one and only..." she added, closing her eyes while snuggling her nose against his skin as a sad smile curled up on Geto's lips before he wrapped his only arm around her petite form.

"Hah… don't say such sweet words to me at the last moment, Nana-chan... At least curse at me a little at the very end…"

“Nana-chan?”

A soothing deep masculine voice spoke up from beside me and I immediately snapped out of my daze. I looked over to my side and noticed Gojo sensei staring at me with confusion and concern in his icy-blue eyes.

Right now, early this morning, sensei and I were simply lounging around and was drinking tea together on the porch of the Jujutsu Tech dormitory while enjoying the cool weather and the sweet light of the rising sun in the morning, something we started to do almost every day ever since I joined Jujutsu High as a student. Somehow it had become our everyday habit, a sacred ritual between me and my sensei.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern, holding his teacup carefully in his hands. "You were kinda dazing away just now."

"Huh? Oh! It's nothing, sensei." I chuckled out sheepishly, reassuring him. "I'm fine. Just recalling something from the past..."

"Oh?" he asked, showing somewhat interest, peeking up from his circular dark shades.

"Like that one time I threw sand at you while playing at the neighborhood park and your Infinity wasn't switched on..." I stated with a smirk, causing sensei to pout at me in response.

"You're seriously thinking about that right now?! How cruel! Now that I think about it, back then, you were always so mean to me, Nana-chan!" he sniffled, wiping away his fake tears and I rolled my eyes at his childishness.

"I'm still mean to you, sensei. And it's your own damn fault that I'm so cold towards you and only to you." I responded nonchalantly with a shrug, looking away from him before taking a small sip from my tea. "You used to have a very rude personality in the past and not to mention, you would also call me 'snotty-nosed brat'. From what I can recall, you weren't the sweetest person out there, sensei. No wonder I didn't like you back then..."

I thought Gojo sensei would counter back with a snarky comment, but nothing was thrown at me.

Shit! Did I overdo it? Were my words too harsh and cruel?

After a moment of silence, sensei spoke up again.

"Do you still feel the same way about me now, Nana?" he asked in a soft tone and I looked back at him again, noticing the gloom in his voice.

"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Remember what you said to Suguru that day in front of everyone? Do you still believe that?" he questioned more and that was when it clicked with me.

Oh, so he's talking about that... Shit! I shouldn't have said something so rude about him that day...

"No!" I immediately squeaked out to clear the misunderstanding and sensei's eyes went wide open in surprise. "I uh... I didn't really mean it, sensei..."

Gojo sensei stared at me in confusion causing me to let out a heavy sigh before running a hand through my raven locks.

"Sensei, back then... in my eyes, you were a narcissistic prick; someone who had a God-complex. You were anything but kind and were absolutely rude to everyone around you. You were never considerate of other people's feelings. You were something that Suguru wasn't. That's why everyone loved Suguru more despite you being superior to him when it came to looks and powers... And because of that, I was left completely stunned when Suguru walked out of our lives like that. I never imagined him becoming someone who'd walk down the path of darkness and destruction. But things have changed now, sensei. I was proven wrong by how much both you and Suguru have changed within the past 10 years. You're not the same guy you once used to be, sensei. How do I put this... umm, you're more 'humble' now, if that makes sense..." I stated, using all the careful words and sentences while trying to make sure not to break his delicate heart again.

"Really?" he asked, his icy-blue eyes twinkling in delight.

"I mean, you're still an idiot and a jerk, but you're okay now..." I chuckled, causing him to pout again. "Also, I'm sorry, sensei... I shouldn't have said those harsh words that day." 

"No, it's fine. I don't mind anymore." sensei responded back in a reassuring tone with a smile gracing his features. "I'm just glad that Nana-chan's perspective on me has changed!"

"Don't get your hopes high, sensei." I scoffed.

"But why don't you call me 'Satoru' anymore?" he whined.

"Are you stupid?" I deadpanned at him.

"You still call Suguru by his first name though." he pursed his lips.

"Well, it's because Suguru is dead and ain't my teacher. You, on the other hand, are still pretty much alive and are now my sensei. It would be inappropriate if I called you by your first name." I sighed at the man-child.

"But Maki and Panda always call me 'Satoru' and they're also my students!" he whined out again.

"That's because they don't respect you as a sensei..." I responded back with an eye roll.

"But you do, Nana-chan?! Is that what you're saying?!" he questioned again with excitement, beaming with joy.

"Keep up that attitude and you'll lose my respect as well." I scoffed at him with disgust.

"Aw, man! I really miss the way you call me 'Satoru', Nana-chan." he sighed, leaning back in his seat.

"Then wait until my graduation. I'll probably go back to calling you 'Satoru' once I stop being your student." I responded back to him calmly.

"Can't wait for that day though..." he chuckled out.

"Hey, sensei... Do you still miss Suguru?" I asked, giving him a soft look again.

"I do, all the time... He was my only best friend after all." he sighed, lips curling up into a sad smile and I tilted my head to the side.

"Do you have any regret? Do you still blame yourself for how things had played in the past?" I questioned again in a gentle tone.

"I did regret a few things back then, but not anymore." sensei replied, slightly shaking his head. "I've learned to grow stronger and move on. I stopped regretting and living in the past. Rather I'm moving forward to the bright future and learning to live in the present."

Sensei was lonely, I could tell. Sure he had his peers like Shoko, Nanami, Utahime, and Mei Mei, to spend some leisure time together with, sure he had his students like me and the other kids to annoy the heck out of us in our every training session, even so, at the end of the day, he was still very lonely. He missed his best friend, even to this day, even after everything that had happened in the past.

"Sensei... If you ever feel lonely, you can always come to me. We can talk and you can share your problems with me... I won't say anything to anyone, I promise." I stated, causing sensei's lips to curl up into a bright smile.

"Oya~ Nana-chan's feeling concerned about me?~" he teased and I looked back at him with a dirty glare, already regretting whatever I said a few seconds ago, making him let out a snicker at me. "If you're insisting on keeping me company, you can always join me on my missions."

"Joining you on your S rank missions?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Is that even allowed? Will that be okay? I'm still your student, you know..."

"You know I'm the strongest shaman to be alive right now, Nana-chan, and this prestige gives me the opportunity to bend the rules and regulations whenever I want and however I want. No one would dare to blame me for that." sensei responded back with a shit-eating smirk and I furrowed my eyebrows at him in disgust.

"You're the most detestable guy I've ever met in my life, sensei." I scoffed, causing his smirk to grow even wider.

"Thank you, Nana-chan!~" he cooed and my eyebrows twitched in annoyance.

"It's not a compliment, you moron!" I snapped at him. "Who made you sensei by the way? You seriously are not cut out for this job!"

"I know I have an eccentric personality." he agreed.

"You finally admit it!" I gasped out.

"But even so, you still like me, don't you, Nana-chan?~" he cooed again, flashing out his signature mischievous smirk at me and my cheeks lighted up with a small red blush. "Everyone does... Besides, getting people to like me is my specialty."

"What bullshit! No one likes your annoying ass!" I snapped at him again. "You're just great at deceiving people!"

"Thank you!~"

"It's not a compliment!"

And with that, Gojo sensei and I went on back and forth that whole morning like some old married couple with our never-ending bickering. 

Later that day

"Woah! Amazing!" Yuji gasped out in awe and excitement as he, Megumi, and I walked through the crowded street of Tokyo city. "So this is Akiba! This is Akiba, right, Nana, Fushiguro?!"

"What are you, a tourist?" Megumi deadpanned at the pink-haired boy.

"What? Are you not interested?" Yuji asked, pursing his lips. "Ah, perhaps you have gone here too many times and you’re sick of it?"

"You’re wrong." Megumi replied in his usual monotone yet annoyed voice.

"Then what’s up with the normal tension?" Yuji asked in confusion.

"I have no special interest." Megumi sighed in response, causing me to let out a soft chuckle in response.

"Huh? Then why did you follow me?" Yuji asked.

"This is better than shopping with Nobara at Ameyoko..." I replied, finally speaking up as we began to recall the short-haired girl's words from earlier.

'Since there's a university close from here, there's a ton of fashionable and affordable thrift stores everywhere!! We've to go to at least twelve of them!!'

"If we went shopping with her, she’ll make you boys carry 100 of her shopping bags and will also drag me to different shops and make me wear several outfits with her... The torture is never-ending." I added with a nervous chuckle.

"That’s true… she takes so long too." Yuji groaned out. "But you don't like shopping, Nana? I thought girls love stuff like this."

"Nana's different. She's not the type of girl to fancy expensive clothes and cosmetics." Megumi explained and my lips curled up into a small smile upon hearing his response. "Hold on. Why are you in Akiba anyway? Do you want to buy something? There’s probably only manga, games, and electronics here."

"Nah, just looking. If I’m going to spend time waiting for Kugisaki to finish shopping, Akiba is the perfect place!" Yuji replied with a bright grin.

"That’s not true." Megumi muttered out, slightly shaking his head.

"Shibuya and Shinjuku are fine too, but watching Akiba on TV feels like another world or it gives off a theme park feel!" Yuji added, looking around his surroundings with amazement in his eyes. "Ah~ There's a ton of billboards and it's lively too. We can meet a ton of cosplayers. Oh! Wow! A huge truck carrying a giant robot just drove by! They look like Transformers!"

"Hey, wait! Don’t go off on your own!" Megumi called out as Yuji began to run in a different direction.

"It's okay, Megumi. Let him be." I stated with a soft smile, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Unlike us, it's his first time living in a big city like Tokyo, so let him enjoy his moments. Also, you need to stop worrying so much about everything, or else you'll get wrinkles at a very young age like Nanami-san. Just relax a bit."

"Well, I can only relax whenever you're around, Nana." Megumi let out a heavy sigh and his response made my heart skip a beat, a small blush slowly covering my cheeks.

"Damn, Fushiguro! The game centers are lined up like convenience stores!" Yuji suddenly spoke up and we directed our attention back to the pink-haired boy.

"That’s because it’s Akiba, Yuji." I smiled at him.

"The maids keep on coming! They gave me a flyer too!" Yuji pointed to the maid cafes in that area.

"That’s because it’s Akiba..." Megumi repeated my words with a heavy sigh.

"Hey, look! There is an ecchi game!" Yuji whispered-yelled in both excitement and embarrassment, pointing at a gaming store. "Hey, Fushiguro, look! Isn't that a billboard for ecchi games? Do you play ecchi games?!"

"Hell no!!" Megumi snapped in embarrassment with a blush forming on his cheeks before pulling Yuji back with his hoodie. "Hey, don't go into the store!"

"Urgh! Can you not pull on my hoodie?" Yuji snapped back.

"There are no other places to pull..." Megumi replied with a shrug, letting him go.

"Dang. That was close." Yuji sighed before a big grin formed on his face. "The temptation is scary! I’m glad you two tagged along with me after all. This area is so crowded that I could get lost. Tokyo is usually crowded, huh? I still don’t know all the train stations."

"No one gets lost just right outside of Yamamoto line, Yuji." I stated calmly.

"Ah, there it is. Your Tokyo knowledge. Naturally." Yuji pointed out with an amused smile.

"You don’t even get lost either, since you come here every day." Megumi chimed in but Yuji quickly got distracted again.

"Hey! Let’s eat some kebab! Kebab!" Yuji stated excitedly, pointing at a nearby restaurant.

"Continue the conversation, damn it…" Megumi grumbled out with a frowned face. "Say, aren't you starting to act like Gojo sensei these days?"

"That similar hyperactive energy..." I sighed tiredly, agreeing with my ravenette best friend.

"Eh? I don't think we are?" Yuji trailed off in confusion. "By the way, I wonder what Gojo sensei does during his day off? I never see him on his day off. Does he go to movies?"

"Don’t know. Only mysteries surround. That person…" I replied with a shrug.

"He vanishes instantly too. Ah, actually I’m not in the mood for the kebab. What should I eat?" Yuji asked himself as he began to look around the place we were at now.

"I should have done something else after all…" Megumi muttered out under his breath in an annoyed tone, causing me to look back at him. "I should not leave Sukuna's Vessel by himself. But why did I even bother to be concerned about him? Plus it's already so crowded… I should have taken a day off…"

"Hey, it's been a while since we hung out like this, Megumi..." I responded back in a calming tone. "Plus, Yuji's a friend, that's why we both bothered to be concerned about him. Now, come on. Stop being a grumpy old man and let's have some fun. Besides, I'm also here with you. Don't you like hanging around with me?"

"You're the only reason I even bothered to step out of the dormitory this morning in the first place, Nana." Megumi mumbled out in a shy tone and my lips curled up into a big toothy smile in pure happiness.

"Okay, then!" I chuckled out, grabbing Megumi by his hand and intertwining our fingers. "Let's get going!"

"Huh? Wait. Where did Itadori go?" Megumi asked, looking around.

"Huh? Yuji?" I asked back, finally coming back to the realization that we lost the pink-haired boy once again.

But it didn't take long before we finally found Yuji again, but this time in an arcade.

"What the hell are you doing?" Megumi asked Yuji in an annoyed tone as we approached him.

"Eh? Playing a game?" Yuji replied, focused on the game in front of him in a coin-operated game machine. "Ah, are you asking what the title is?"

"That’s not it, you special grade idiot!" Megumi snapped and Yuji pursed his lips.

"But, walking around doing nothing is not an ideal way to spend time…" Yuji pointed out before a big smile gracing his features. "I thought the game center would be perfect."

"At least tell us where you are going before you run off somewhere, Yuji." I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest.

"What even is this game anyway?" Megumi asked, narrowing his dark eyes at the computer screen.

"Hm? Battle Corporation Warrior: Business Fighter." Yuji replied with amusement.

"Why did you pick that one?" Megumi asked in confusion but Yuji dismissed his question.

"You wanna give it a try, Fushiguro? Let's battle." Yuji invited him like the ball of sunshine he already was.

"No. I don’t wanna pay money to play that game." Megumi immediately turned down his request.

"Why not? Do you suck at playing games or something? Or maybe you don’t have the confidence to beat me?" Yuji began to tease the ravenette boy.

"It’s not about confidence. I just don’t feel like playing." Megumi scowled, putting his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "The characters are old men wearing business suits and there’s one bossy senior female manager. The person who created this game has good sense overall."

"Eh? Isn't it lame?" Yuji questioned again.

"I’m saying it's ironic. And if you think it’s lame, then why did you pick it?" Megumi asked back.

"Ah, let’s play the game, Fushiguro!" Yuji dismissed Megumi's question once again. "I’m getting tired of playing single-player!"

"No way. I’m not paying to play that game even if I die." Megumi rejected him once again, acting all stubborn.

"I’m telling you! Please! Okay, then how about I pay for you? Okay?" Yuji asked before looking over at me with desperation in his voice. "Nana, convince him, please!"

"Are you serious?" Megumi asked, furrowing his eyebrows at Yuji's innocence yet ridiculousness.

"I’m serious!" Yuji whined out.

"Come on, Megumi. Playing one round won't hurt you." I encouraged him with a smile.

"Geez… Fine, but I’ll pay it on my own." Megumi sighed heavily before taking a seat beside Yuji.

"Thanks!!" Yuji grinned in response before he looked back at the screen of the game. "Which one should I choose? Okay, I got it! I’m going with president Yamada!"

"Then, I’ll go with chief Osaki." Megumi replied before selecting the character and my eyes went wide open in surprise at this; surprised that there was actually a character in the game who had the same surname as me and that Megumi was particularly choosing that certain character to play against Yuji.

"What? You’re going with a default character?" Yuji asked in confusion.

"They may be defaults, but they’re usually the strongest. And besides, they share the same surname as Nana. I feel like they're gonna be a strong character anyway just by seeing the name." Megumi replied nonchalantly and this caused my cheeks to go completely red in color in embarrassment.

Is this Megumi's subtle way of saying that he thinks of me as a strong person?!?!

"Haha! You're totally right! They do have the same surname! I didn't notice it before!" Yuji let out a laugh in amusement and it wasn't long before the boys started to play the game where we had Yuji screaming out at the top of his lungs as he started to attack Megumi's character. "Take this!! Business Card Shuriken!! On top of that, kneeling dropkick!! How about that, Fushiguro?! Is that all you got?! Go! Yamada!! He stopped it, let’s go!! Car company crash!!!"

Even though Megumi was getting his ass beaten for the first few seconds, he surprisingly remained cool and calm and continued playing the game anyway. And it was then when suddenly things started to change.

"Eh? Wait, ah! Wait! Wait, Fushiguro!" Yuji yelled out, trying hard to stop and strike back at Megumi. "Isn't that a special technique? That's a special technique! Hey, I said wait! Fushiguro! Ah!!"

But alas, the game soon came to its very end and Megumi stood as the final victor on its virtual battlefield.

"You lose!!!" deep audio spoke up as soon as the game ended with these words appearing on the screen of the computer.

"You’ve got to be kidding me!!" Yuji screamed out in frustration from his seat. "Eh? Why are you so strong, Fushiguro?! Wait! You played this before?! That's unfair!"

"I have never played this game before." Megumi responded back calmly, letting out a small sigh. "All fighting games have simar tactics. But you, you are not even good at games."

"Are you making fun of me?!" Yuji snapped before shoving some more coins into the machine, getting all pumped up and competitive. "We are doing it again! One more time!"

"Are you joking?" Megumi deadpanned.

"He put in a lot of coins..." I trailed off, sweat-dropping.

Let's just say, in the end, Yuji had spent a lot of money on that game in hopes to beat Megumi but alas, got his ass beaten instead.

"Ah... Why did I spend 1000 yen on that shitty game? I lost too..." Yuji groaned out in frustration, leaning against a vending machine while I bought some drinks for ourselves before I handed them to the boys.

"I literally told you. It's not worth spending money on." Megumi let out a heavy sigh, opening his can of drink. "If you are finally satisfied, we are leaving. You can pass time at game centers but you will end up spending a ton of money."

"You are right..." Yuji mumbled out before his eyes trailed off to somewhere else. "Oh!"

"What is it now? Did you find another shitty game? I'm not playing this time even if I die." Megumi grumbled out with a frowned face.

"No, that's not it." Yuji shook his head as he pointed in a certain direction. "Nana, Fushiguro! Over there! Look!"

"Huh?" Megumi asked when he and I followed Yuji's line of sight. "Huh?!"

"Gojo sensei?" I asked in confusion, tilting my head to the side.

"That's him, right? Eh, I mean what's Gojo sensei even doing?" Yuji questioned more as we watched our sensei playing a game in the arcade, wearing casual clothes instead of his usual uniform with his infamous black shades adorning his face instead of that black blindfold of his.

"He's playing UFO Catcher... He's trying to get some snacks..." Megumi pointed out as the three of us watched our sensei from afar.  

"Why? Who comes to a game center alone and tries to get a snack with a UFO catcher?" I deadpanned.

"Don't ask me. I don't know." Megumi simply shrugged in response.

"Ah, he gave up." Yuji pointed out.  

"Already?" Megumi and I mumbled out in unison.  

"Ah, he's leaving the game center! Let's go after him!" Yuji stated and with that, he rushed out of the arcade with me and Megumi following his trail.  

"Hey! Wait, Itadori! Why are we following him?" Megumi asked in confusion, furrowing his eyebrows a bit.  

"Well, Gojo sensei is probably on his day off. That's super rare!" Yuji reasoned.

"So? What about it?" Megumi asked.  

"So let's follow him!" Yuji suggested.  

"How come it comes to that?" Megumi grumbled out again, his eyebrows twitching.

"But the suggestion sounds tempting though. I wanna know what sensei is up to this time." I chimed in, causing Yuji to smile brightly at me.

"Aren't you curious, Fushiguro? You see, I don't really know much about Gojo sensei. What he does in his day off and stuff... Of course, if you don't want to follow him, you could just wait here alone." Yuji stated.

"Come on, Megumi. It's our golden chance to know more about Gojo sensei." I added, pushing him to join us.

"Tch. Fine." Megumi clicked his tongue, finally giving in.

After that, Yuji, Megumi, and I started to roam around to look for Gojo sensei, but couldn't find him anywhere in the crowded street.

"He's not here." Megumi spoke up. "Besides, it's impossible to find him in this crowded city. Let's just give up."

"Ah! Found him." Yuji stated, pointing in a direction.

"Huh? Stop saying bullshit- Oh, you're right." Megumi responded when we found sensei walking down the street on the other side with a crepe in his hands.

"This is amazing, guys. A tall adult is eating an overflowing cream crepe while walking in Akiba in the middle of the day... Would you even do that if you tried?" Yuji asked.

"I won't even think of trying..." I replied, narrowing my eyes at Gojo sensei's figure from the distance.  

"Maybe it's some kind of jujutsu training?" Yuji asked.

"Depends on the jujutsu technique..." Megumi shrugged.

"Eh? Really?!" Yuji gasped out in surprise.

"I am kidding you idiot." Megumi deadpanned.

"Ah, he stopped. Vacuum Tube Specialty Store?" Yuji pointed out.  

"He went in. He went into some crazy store..." I mumbled out.  

"What even is a Vacuum Tube? I heard of it before." Yuji stated.

"It's an electronic component. You use it for old audios or radios." Megumi replied.  

"Gojo sensei is an audio mania?" Yuji asked in confusion.  

"He is the type of person who listens to music on YouTube. Well... Actually, him being a record mania is..." I trailed off.  

"Oh! Gojo sensei left the store. He bought something too." Yuji noted.

"Alright! We're following him." Megumi stated, taking the lead.

"Huh? You suddenly feel like following him, Megumi?" I asked him with a mischievous smirk.  

"Shut up!" Megumi frowned at me in response.

"Shoot! We lost track of Gojo sensei." Yuji cried out in frustration.

"He walks too fast." Megumi huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Ah! There he is! Over there!" I pointed out in the middle of the crowded street. "Dang, he stands out since he's tall."

"He's around 2 meters tall after all..." Megumi added.  

"He will probably be so good at basketball, huh?" Yuji asked with a chuckle.

"I can't imagine him playing basketball though." Megumi voiced his opinion.  

"I agree. Ah, he stopped again. This time, a record shop?" Yuji asked in confusion. "He's looking at some records... What is that? Ba...chi?"

"It's Bach. First a record mania and now a classical lover? This gets more mysterious..." I muttered out, furrowing my eyebrows a bit.

"I feel like he would listen to alternative rock..." Yuji stated. "Oh, he bought something! It looks like a western-style soundtrack... The title! I am curious what the title is!"

"Let's go." Megumi leading us again.

"Guys, what store is it now?" Yuji asked.

"Capsule toy. Basically, it's a gachaponn specialty store." Megumi replied.

"A gachaponn specialty store? There's a specialty store like that?" Yuji asked in shock.  

"It exists because this is Akiba." I replied before looking back at Gojo sensei again. "But, after the record store, now it is a gachaponn store. Isn't his range of interest too wide? Ah, look, sensei is pulling a gacha!"

"I don't really want to see our teacher paying 500 yen to pull a gacha... What even is that gacha?" Megumi asked in confusion.  

"It seems like it's a mushroom keychain... Ah, sensei opened the capsule. I wonder what's inside..." Yuji chimed in.

"Isn't there a poisonous mushroom? He looks really upset too..." Megumi pointed out.

"You can't eat that!" Yuji gasped.

"No... You normally can't eat a mushroom from a capsule..." Megumi shook his head.  

"Oh, he's going to the next store." I pointed out before we all continued to follow him for the next one hour.

"After a gachaponn specialty store, it's an electronics store next... Then goes to read manga at a book store... And then looks for used games on a wagon sale... Doesn't look like he is looking for anything special." Megumi stated.

"Doesn't look like it." I agreed.  

"You... There you go again, wearing those silly goggles." Megumi pointed at Yuji. "Where did you buy those?"

"A store with a lot of junk stuff... It says something about measuring your length and stuff." Yuji replied, now wearing some silly goggles and this caused me to let out a small chuckle at him.

"Is your wallet loose or completely broken?" Megumi deadpanned at him.  

"A man is a type of living creature who spends money when they think this is it!" Yuji reasoned.  

"So then that shitty game is when you thought this is it?" Megumi asked before Yuji got distracted again.  

"Ah, Gojo sensei went inside a building! No, Gojo sensei's spirit went into the building!" Yuji pointed out.  

"No need to rephrase it." Megumi grumbled.  

"Let's follow him!" Yuji stated as he started to walk towards the building.  

"Hey, wait." Megumi called out, pulling him back.  

"Argh! I said will you stop pulling on my hoodie?!" Yuji snapped at him.  

"Yuji, didn't you see the building's sign?" I asked calmly, causing Yuji to look over.

"Eh? Angel Maid Cafe... Show Waru Cupid..." Yuji read the sign out loud before pulling a disgusted face. "Eh? Are you serious, Gojo sensei? What should we do now, guys?"

"It's not what should we do. Waiting outside is fine." I sighed, crossing my arms over my chest while Megumi nodded his head in agreement.  

"I really want to see how much he has fun at a Maid Cafe but... But going in there is kinda embarrassing!" Yuji stated, getting all flustered.  

"We'll wait instead." Megumi sighed before we started to walk away, but then suddenly out of nowhere the door of the cafe went wide open, causing us to snap our heads around to see what it was.

"Welcome, my Lady and Masters!" a waitress in a maid's outfit greeted us with a sickeningly sweet voice and a blinding smile.  

"Eh??" Yuji and I asked in confusion as soon as the maid grabbed the three of us by the back of our shirts.  

"Now, come, come! Come to heaven!" she insisted, dragging us into the cafe while we struggled to get out of her surprisingly strong grip.

"Eh? Um- Excuse me-" I started to talk.  

"We didn't mean to enter-" Megumi added, trying his best to stop the waitress, but the damage was already done as we found ourselves sitting at a table for four inside the maid cafe with angel wings been put on our backs and a halo tiara on top of our heads.

"Here you go! For two masters and a lady! An invitation to heaven!" the overly excited maid settled us at the table before she walked away to collect the menu.

"Fushiguro, get ahold of yourself! Your eyes are dead." Yuji stated in a whispered tone when we noticed a drained expression on the ravenette's face.  

"Shut up. My soul is already dead." Megumi responded back in a soulless voice.

"It's okay. All they did was just put halos over our heads and wings on our back. The maid said it's an outfit suited for heaven. Think of this as training!" Yuji tried to comfort Megumi, causing me to let out a snicker in amusement.  

"What kind of training is this?" Megumi snapped, getting ready to leave the place. "Whatever, we are leaving right now-"

"Sorry for the wait, my lady and masters!" the maid came back with menus in her hands. "Here's the menu! For the lady and two masters' first visit, we recommend our Precious Set: Emo-Emo A!"

"Eh? A...? Uh, then- Precious?" Yuji trailed off in confusion, looking down at the menu. "Three, please. With extra emo."  

"Understood, Master-Reincarnation!" the maid wrote down our orders before she walked away once again.  

"This is kinda important..." Yuji stated and Megumi looked back at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"What is it?" the ravenette boy asked.

"Gojo sensei isn't having fun at all!" Yuji pointed out as we looked over to see sensei sitting at a table beside the window with wings on his back and a halo tiara on his head similar to us, but his monotone expression was telling us that he wasn't enjoying the place much at all.

"Yeah." Megumi agreed.  

"He is just eating pancakes while looking at a building's wall outside..." I added in confusion. "That's weird..."

"There's nothing to do here anymore." Megumi let out a heavy sigh. "Anyways, we have to get out of here-"

"Sorry for the wait!" The maid came back again, but this time with our orders. "Here's the Precious Set: Emo-Emo A!"

"Before we leave, let's at least eat this precious set Emo-Emo A." Yuji stated to Megumi before looking down at his plate. "Wait! This is just an omurice!

"Omurice? Is that what they call it outside?" the maid asked in an annoyingly oblivious tone.  

"That's right! This is heaven!" Yuji laughed out in joy.  

"I am so tired." Megumi groaned out in annoyance.

"But this is kinda fun though." I let out a soft chuckle.

"Alright! Now I will be adding more emo!" the maid stated.  

"Adding more emo?" Yuji asked in confusion.  

"If you please, tell me an emotional scene from your favorite anime! Without telling me the title, if I feel emotional from the scene, you pass!" the maid explained.  

"Eh? Ah, well, how about that male protagonist who idolizes being a hero?" Yuji asked, referring to an anime called 'My Hero Academia'.  

"I watch that too! I watch that too! I personally recommend it!" the maid squealed out in excitement.  

"There is a complex character with a dad who wasn't able to use his left hand until that scene! I love that scene!" Yuji added, now referring to a fight scene from the Sports Festival arc of the anime between two characters called Shoto Todoroki (the said complex character with daddy issues) and Izuku Midoriya.

"Yes! I know! I know!" the maid squealed out again, getting all pumped up. "The emo is piling up! That hit me right in the feels, so let's begin with the toppings! Single item menu 400 yen worth of potatoes with Emo-potato plus extra emo will be added to the transaction!"

"Yay!!" Yuji let out a loud cheer while Megumi stared at him as if the pink-haired boy had finally lost his mind.  

"Here comes the emo! Say it with me... Emo-Emo Mashi Mashi Kyun Kyun!" the maid sang out while doing some weird cutesy poses.

"You... You are really enjoying this, huh?" Megumi groaned out again, throwing a dirty glare at Yuji.  

"The Master over there! Say it with me!" the maid then pointed at Megumi.

"Hey, Fushiguro! They'll give you toppings too!" Yuji stated.  

"Here comes the Emo-Emo! Let's say it together!" The maid stated before she and Yuji began to sing together while doing those weird poses. "Emo Emo Mashi Mashi Kyun Kyun!!"

"Eh..." Megumi trailed off in confusion, not wanting to be a part of any of that nonsense.

"Come on, say it, Fushiguro!" Yuji insisted, but Megumi still kept quiet.

"Master!" the maid purred out as she leaned closer to Megumi's face, causing a deep blush to appear on his face in embarrassment. "An innocent master like you... is beautiful."

Witnessing the scene being played out in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a bit annoyed as a deep frown slowly formed on my face.

Wait? Why am I feeling annoyed all of a sudden?

Fair skin void of any blemish, tall stature with a slightly muscular body, raven locks, dark eyes, and pretty long eyelashes; Megumi was devastatingly beautiful and gorgeous, there was no doubt about it, always managed to capture me in a prison-like headspace. His beauty was the kind of delicate, almost conventional; beauty that I would want to look at for a long, long time but was also sort of haunting, somewhat unsettling and so I would keep glancing away and then glancing back at him because it was a familiar type of bewitching beauty. Something that would definitely scare me but this fear was kind of nice when I relaxed into it.

And despite his unapproachable aura and brooding mannerism, women never stopped fancying him, desiring him and besides his charming looks, he developed quite a reputation for not tolerating any bullshit behavior. Megumi was fearless, even managing to put rowdy boys in their places by giving them a beatdown for disturbing the peace of the campus with their bullying back in our middle school days. In other words, no one ever dared to mess with Megumi Fushiguro, and this made him quite famous among the female population, all because of his 'bad boy' aura (Even though Megumi wasn't actually a bad boy, and in my eyes, he was more like a big soft grumpy teddy bear).

I felt a hideous, grotesque feeling bubble up in my stomach. Seeing the waitress getting all cutesy and flirty with the ravenette best friend left me reeling. Jealousy left me seeing red and I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I wasn't surprised that Megumi was getting hit on by this cute waitress, but then again, here I was, in this situation, with these conflicted feelings bubbling inside me, leaving me all confused.

What is this feeling? Why am I getting jealous all of a sudden? What's wrong with me?

"Hear that?! Good for you, Fushiguro!" Yuji laughed out again but Megumi remained quiet, looking away from the maid. "Say something!"

"Well then! Let's take a selfie with the food!" the maid squeaked out, making her way to Yuji with a camera in her hands. "Pardon my intrusion!"

"Eh? Aren't you a little close?!" Yuji asked with a blushing red face, embarrassed. "Stuff like this makes me a bit embarrassed..."

"Experiencing embarrassing situations like this... Make you grow into an adult." The maid stated in Yuji's ears with a flirty voice before flashing out her usual wide smile again. "Here you go! Cheese!"

"Ch-Cheese!" Yuji smiled at the camera with her.

"Thank you very much! Well then, why don't the innocent master over there too... Give it a try?!" she asked, looking back at Megumi.  

"Eh?" Megumi asked in surprise.

"Fushiguro, be careful!" Yuji laughed out at Megumi's blushing face again. "You'll get super embarrassed! This... You'll get super embarrassed!"

"Get ready for a selfie!" the maid sang out as she leaned closer to Megumi once again, leaving the ravenette boy embarrassed.

"Fushiguro! It's a selfie! A selfie!" Yuji chimed in again.

"No- I'm good..." Megumi tried to protest but it was already too late.  

"Cheese!" And with that, the waitress took a selfie with Megumi.

I didn't even bother looking back at them again as I silently ate my omurice before paying the bills and walking out of the restaurant as quickly as possible. And it wasn't long before the boys joined me outside the cafe as well where I was waiting for them. I pushed back the thoughts of the waitress flirting with Megumi and tried to keep myself cool and composed. The last thing I wanted to feel was such negative emotion called 'jealousy' at this moment.

"Ah! My stomach is full unexpectedly!" Yuji sang out in content. "But the taste was normal."

"Thanks to the potatoes, my mouth is dry..." Megumi groaned out in annoyance.  

"I have the selfie but do you want it?" Yuji asked, pulling out the picture that was printed out.

"We are going to a shrine." Megumi stated in a dark tone and I raised my eyebrow at him in confusion.  

"Why?" I asked.

"We are burning the photo. Cursed photos are limited to memorial services." Megumi replied, glaring at the photo in Yuji's hand.  

"Eh? Even if it's a good photo?" Yuji asked, putting the photo back into his pockets. "By the way, where did Gojo sensei go? We lost him..."

"I don't care anymore." Megumi grumbled out in annoyance, his frown deepening even more.

"No, seriously, where did Gojo sensei go?" I questioned as well, looking around, and just then a minty warm breath hit the cold skin behind my neck.

"What about me?" a familiar deep alluring voice spoke up from behind me, almost like whispering into my ears.

"Kyaa!!" I squeaked out in shock, jumping away from the familiar man.

"Uwaahh?!?!?!" Yuji and Megumi screamed out as well.

"Gojo sensei?!" I stuttered out as the white-haired man smirked down at me playfully. "Since when were you behind us- Wait, huh? Even Nobara is here? How come?"

"Don't how come me, you bastards." Nobara growled out, frowning at me and the boys.

"Eh? Why are you in a bad mood?" Yuji asked.

"Of course, I am in a bad mood! Thanks to you three following Gojo sensei around..." Nobara grumbled out, crossing her arms over her chest.  

"Eh? How do you know about that?" the pink-haired boy questioned again.  

"Because I heard about it." she replied and my eyes went wide open in realization.  

"Eh? So that means... You knew we were following you?" Yuji gasped out in shock, looking back at sensei.  

"Are you serious? We were being really careful too..." Megumi muttered out under his breath in disbelief.  

"I have good eyes." Gojo sensei responded with a shit-eating grin, puffing out his chest in pride.  

"No, you're hiding your eyes." Yuji countered back.  

"I'm the strongest." sensei added, his grin widening even more as he emphasized the word 'strongest' when saying it.

"Egoistical man." I commented with a scoff.  

"Ah, I see..." Yuji muttered out in defeat, already giving up because of Gojo sensei's narcissistic behavior. "So then, is today your day off?"

"Nope. I have work like usual." sensei replied, slightly shaking his head.

"But you were eating crepes, reading manga, and even went to a Maid Cafe." I pointed out in confusion.

"A Maid Cafe?!" Nobara gasped out in shock.  

"When you are like me, you get too busy with work. You can't rediscover the city unless you are working. As you can see, I am still doing my job diligently!" sensei explained to us and I gave him a skeptical look.

"And what is doing your job?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Dungeon search." he replied and the rest of us looked at him puzzled.  

"Da-n-jyonn?" Yuji tried to pronounce it correctly.  

"To rephrase... It is a search of a good cursed spot for the first years to practice. Also as known as a preview." sensei stated.  

"Pardon?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.

"A strange rumor arose on an internet horror website regarding the building next to the Maid Cafe. Thanks to an old historic record shop stored inside, the cursed stories' credibilities went up." sensei explained the situation even further.

"Ah! That's why you were looking out of the window even if you could only see the building!" Yuji came to a realization.  

"So then, I was planning this for a later date, but since all four of you are here, I thought this is perfect! I will just have them challenge this today!" Gojo sensei stated in excitement.

"Eh?? But, today is a day off-" Yuji started to whine.  

"Don't worry. I already moved the abandoned tube amp around the building and investigated by playing the records according to the rumors! You can meet a lively cursed spirit!" sensei reassured us with a wide grin plastered on his face.

"Ehh??" Yuji whined again.

"Can't be helped, huh..." I sighed heavily, shaking my head a bit.  

"Tch. Alright. Let's go." Megumi grumbled out in annoyance.  

"Wait! Why are you so eager to go, Fushiguro?!" Yuji snapped at him.  

"It's way better than playing that shitty game and going to the Maid Cafe." Megumi snapped back.

"Eh? What? You guys went to a maid Cafe too?" Nobara asked, still in shock before looking over at the boys. "Forget Itadori, but Fushiguro too?! You seem calm but you're actually a lecher, huh?"

"It was unavoidable!" Megumi immediately argued back, furrowing his eyebrows even more.

"What do you mean forget about me?!" Yuji cried out.

"Whatever, we are going!" I called out, getting their attention once again.  

"Why are you so ready to fight, Fushiguro?" Yuji asked.  

"Megumi wasn't able to show off his skills last time at Roppongi." Gojo sensei chimed in with a knowing smirk. "Heh... He can't get over it."

"I am over it." Megumi denied it, but his face deceived his words.  

"Dude, you are not over it by the look on your face..." Yuji deadpanned at him.  

"You're the type to slowly hold grudges, huh?" Nobara commented with a scrutinizing look in her gaze.  

"Anyways, everyone!" Gojo sensei called out again, clapping his hands to gain our attention. "Be careful on the way there! I'll be eating some roasted manju!"

"You're still gonna eat?!" Yuji asked in shock as the others and I started to walk away.  

"Hurry up, Yuji, we are leaving!" I called out to him.

"It's not we are leaving!!" Yuji cried out in frustration, catching up to us. "Ahh, dammit!! Goodbye, my day off!!"

"My Ameyoko!!" Nobara cried out as well, depressed that she couldn't finish her shopping properly.

As we all walked away from Gojo sensei, the white-haired man noticed something fell out of Yuji's pocket.

"Yuji, something fell from your pocket-" sensei started to call out, but then realized that we weren't there anymore. "They already left..."

He then noticed the item that fell out of Yuji's pocket was a photo; a selfie of Megumi, Yuji, me, and the waitress, all four of us together.

"A photo?" sensei questioned himself before reading the message written on it. "Megumi-sama, please come again."

And seeing this, Gojo sensei let out a chuckle in amusement, fondness glazing his icy-blue eyes.

"Aren't they living are youthful life, those youngsters." he laughed to himself. 

Later that night

After completing the mission, Gojo sensei took us to a nearby restaurant for tonight's dinner, and later then we all came back to the Jujutsu campus before we even know it. Time just flies by so quickly.

"And guess what? Fushiguro was blushing so hard when the cute waitress leaned close to his face!" Yuji laughed as we walked towards the dormitory, causing Nobara to join in the fun.

Even Gojo sensei was chuckling at the ravenette boy in amusement. Except for me and Megumi though. To them, it was a funny experience, but to me, it wasn't. Jealousy was getting the best of me once again. It won't have bothered me that much if they talked about this only a little but given that they had been discussing it and also were constantly teasing Megumi ever since we completed the mission which continued throughout the entire dinner, it was really getting into my nerves at this moment.

Ughh!! I hate this feeling!!!

"Seriously, Fushiguro?" Nobara smirked at him. "Do you like the waitress or something?"

"No. It's not like that." Megumi groaned out in annoyance, but Yuji and Nobara continued to tease him even more.

"It's hard to believe your words after seeing you blushing like that, Megumi." I pointed out, finally speaking up regarding the topic.

"Not you too, Nana." Megumi rolled his eyes at me.

"What? The waitress was cute. She might as well be expecting you to visit that place again." I added with a shrug, trying to be as nonchalant as possible.

"It's nothing like that. I'm not interested in her." Megumi countered back, furrowing his eyebrows at me and this was when things started to get a bit serious.

Suddenly I snapped. I didn't know why I did that, but I knew I just did and there was no turning back from there.

"Hah, really now? You didn't shove her away when she was leaning close to your face. You didn't protest when she was stepping into your comfort zone and insisted you take a selfie with her. You didn't say anything back to her and remained completely silent the entire time. And now you're telling us to believe your words that you didn't enjoy any of that at all? You got to be kidding me now, Megumi." I let out a mocking laugh, causing the others to look at me in confusion and suspicion, but more importantly, in surprise.

Shit! Did I blow up my cover?!

"Hey, Nana. Chill out, girl." Nobara spoke up in a reassuring tone while Gojo sensei and Yuji stared at me with a soft look on their faces.

"Why are you getting annoyed all of a sudden, Nana? And besides, why do you even care?" Megumi asked as he stepped closer to me but I immediately moved away from him.

Why do I even care? That's what he's asking me?!

"You're right. Why do I care? It's not like we're lovers or anything. We're just childhood friends, nothing more, nothing less." I scoffed and Megumi's eyes went wide open in surprise.

"Nana-" Megumi was about to say something, but I quickly cut him off.  

"I'm tired now. It's been a long day. I need some sleep." I added before quickly walking away. "Goodnight, everyone!"

But the thing was I didn't go to sleep immediately after that. Rather after freshening up and changing clothes, I found myself sitting on the rooftop of the dormitory, staring at the starry sky of the night.

"I really made a fool out of myself, didn't I?" I groaned out in frustration, bringing my knees closer to my chest, hugging them with my arms around them. "Shit! What have I done?! What is Megumi gonna think now? What are others gonna think? And Gojo sensei..."

Suddenly I recalled Gojo sensei and how he was staring at me with a disheartened expression when I was arguing with Megumi an hour ago.

Fuck! Did I hurt Gojo sensei again?

Why am I feeling this way? What's happening to me?

What do I really feel about Megumi? About Gojo sensei...?

"Nana."

"Kyaa!" I squeaked out in surprise, flinching on my spot before I turned around to see who it was. "Megumi?"

Megumi, now in a long-sleeved t-shirt and sweatpants, walked over and carefully took a seat beside me on the rooftop.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, giving him a skeptical look.

"I came here looking for you..." Megumi replied, his eyes locked up at the stars in the sky.

"What do you want?" I questioned him again, mentally slapping myself for asking that.

Oh my god! Why am I being so annoying today?! Nana, just keep your mouth shut already!!

"I wanna apologize, Nana." Megumi muttered as he looked over at me, locking his dark yet soft eyes into my brownish amber ones. "I... I really didn't mean to hurt your feelings. And I also wanna assure you that I don't have any interest in that waitress or in fact any other woman..."

My eyes went wide open in surprise and my hands started to get all sweaty all of a sudden.

"Oh?" I asked, piping my interest in his thoughts.

"Remember, what I said to Todo senpai that one time? About my taste in women? I wasn't lying when I said I prefer women like you." Megumi added, his lips slowly curling up into a breathtaking smile.

Hearing that my face suddenly began to grow warm and red which caused me to look away from him momentarily in embarrassment.

Flashback (Megumi's POV)

“Do you know why the Gojo and Zenin families are on bad terms?” Gojo sensei asked Megumi, lounging around on his expensive relaxing chair on the porch of the Jujutsu High dormitory while Megumi and Nana stood in sensei's opposite direction with arms crossed over their chests and a confused look forming on their faces as they leaned against the railing behind them.

"Were they always on bad terms?” Megumi asked, tilting his head to the side.

"The worst. I think it was during the Edo period... or maybe Keicho? I forget, but the heads of their respective households killed each other in a fight before the aristocracy.” Sensei replied with a shrug.

"Back then who were the heads?” Nana asked with curiousness and a small smirk formed on Gojo sensei’s lips.

"A limitless cursed technique user with six eyes like me for the Gojo family and a 10 shadows technique user like Megumi for the Zenin family…” He responded back and the kids' eyes went wide open in surprise before sensei looked over at Megumi with a knowing smile on his face, looking up through his black shades. “You get what I am trying to say, right, Megumi?”

In response, Megumi blinked at him for a few moments before speaking up again.

“But why did they fight? What was the reason?” the ravenette boy asked, furrowing his eyebrows a bit causing Gojo sensei to look over at Nana with a breathtaking smirk.

“Their main reason was a beautiful woman from the Osaki clan with whom they fell in love at the same time…” sensei replied and in response, Nana's eyes went wide open in shock while Megumi gave her a surprised look from the side before sensei’s smirk widened a bit more than before, witnessing their reactions. “Doesn't it always come down to the love of a woman, huh, Megumi-kun?”

Upon hearing the question, Megumi looked back at sensei and simply stared at him in surprise and confusion, not knowing what to say anymore regarding this topic.

~~~~~

"Okay. I win again." Gojo sensei spoke up after taking down Megumi in hand-to-hand combat, wearing a cocky grin on his face. "This is unusual. You rarely ask me to train you, Megumi. Are you in a rush after Yuji surpassed you?"

"Well, beggars can't be choosers..." Megumi grumbled out, sitting up from the floor of the dojo room.  

"It bothers you that much to rely on me?" Gojo asked, putting his hands in his pockets. "Megumi, listen. I think you have just as much ability and potential as Yuji does. The problem is just your mindset. Megumi, you don't know how to bring out your best, do you?"

"Huh?! Are you saying I haven't been giving it my best?" Megumi snapped, frowning at the older man.  

"I am not saying you haven't. I am saying you can't." Gojo replied with an amused smile. "For example, in the baseball game the other day... Why did you go for a sacrifice bunt? Did you want Nobara to advance the bases, even if it meant you would be out? That's a splendid attitude, but Yuji and I would always go for a home run. I am not saying a bunt is bad."

Gojo then started to walk over to Megumi who was still sitting on the floor, legs crossed as he quietly listened to the words his sensei was saying at that moment.

"Baseball is a team sport and everyone has their roles to play." Gojo went on, crouching down in front of Megumi before his expression went serious and his voice deepened even more. "But jujutsu sorcery is an individual sport. Coordinating with other sorcerers is important, isn't it? Sure. But no matter how many allies you have around you, when you die, you will be alone. You can only piece together undervalued data on yourself and the others. You can't imagine a stronger future version of yourself. Maybe that's because of your trump card? You believe that in the worst case, you can resolve everything at the cost of your life. But at that point, forget about me. You will never even measure up to Nanami. Dying to win and risking death to win... are completely different, Megumi. Give it your best. Be greedier."

Flashback ended

Back to Nana's POV

"Be greedier, huh..." Megumi mumbled out to himself and I gave him a confused look.

Be greedier? About what? What is he talking about?

"Megumi. What are you saying?" I asked softly, causing him to look back at me once again, but this time he looked kinda serious as if he was about to say something really important.

"Nana, I need to tell you something..." Megumi stated in a serious tone and I braced myself for anything that was coming toward me.

"Okay... What is it?" I asked as I watched Megumi taking a deep breath.

Must be something really important...

"Nana... I uh... You see, I-"

"There you are, Nana-chan! I was looking for you everywhere!" a familiar obnoxious voice suddenly called out from behind us, causing us to snap our heads around to look back.

"Gojo sensei?!" Megumi and I gasped out in shock.

"Yo!" he greeted us with a grin, joining us on the rooftop. "Oh, Megumi, I see you're here as well."

"What are you doing here?" I asked him, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion.

"I was looking for you!" he replied with a grin.

"But why?" I questioned again.

"Ice cream! Right now, I'm craving some ice cream and I need a companion to come with me to the convenience store!" he responded back before grabbing my arm and pulling me up on my feet. "Now, come on! Let's go!"

"Huh?! Ice cream?! But you just had dinner a few hours ago!" I pointed out.

"Yes, a few hours ago. But now, I'm hungry again and I need sweets!" sensei argued back.

"What a glutton!" I commented with a scoff. "Can't you just go by yourself?"

"No!" sensei whined out.

Such a man-child...

"What are you, a 5-year-old?" I deadpanned before Gojo sensei looked over at Megumi with an apologetic look.

"Sorry for the interruption, Megumi. But I need Nana-chan right now." sensei stated and I furrowed my eyebrows at him in response.

Why doesn't he sound apologetic at all?

"Hey, wait!" Megumi called out to stop the older man but it was already too late; Gojo sensei already teleported me and himself in front of a convenience store nearby the Jujutsu High campus.

What the hell is happening all of a sudden? Sensei is acting really weird now...

"Seriously, sensei." I sighed out tiredly while Gojo sensei grinned down at me in a playful manner. "Just what are you thinking?"

"Aw, come on! You spent your entire day with Megumi and Yuji already! Sensei wants some attention too, you know." he whined out like a kicked puppy.

"Can't you go and annoy someone else instead of me? Like Nobara or Yuji or even Megumi? Or what about the 2nd years?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest. "Why is it always me? Do I interest you that much?"

"Probably." sensei replied with a smirk as he leaned down close to my face, peering at me over his dark shades, his minty warm breath hit my facial skin while his voice caught in the thin night breeze.

With the light of the full moon illuminating us with its grace, I couldn't help but gawk at the older man in front of me. At that moment, sensei appeared so angelic in my eyes. Fair milky skin with soft white hair and crystal blue eyes, it was no lie that Gojo sensei was the most beautiful man to walk onto this planet. His eyes were so blue that I didn't think you'd ever seen something like them before. His eyes reminded me of the limitless sky above us or the deep mysterious ocean across the land we lived on.

Sensei was the kind of beautiful I'd expect of art galleries and empty space, like what they thought angels would be like if angels weren’t soldiers and prophets first and foremost. But he was kind of a soldier and was also kind of a prophet, so although his beauty was the kind I was most familiar with, I still had detached myself from really understanding it at all, and to me, it was probably better that way. But then again, I scoffed at myself for these mere thoughts of mine.

Satoru Gojo was no angel. He was the devil straight from the pits of hell; a total menace.

"Sensei, are you a lolicon?" I grumbled out in disgust and this made Gojo sensei smirk at me mischievously once again. "Someday, you'll get into trouble for hanging around with your female student like this all the time!"

"I believe it's your fault for not being born earlier." sensei muttered out with a cocky grin, reaching out and pushing a few strands of my raven locks behind my ear before gently brushing his fingers on my cheeks.

And this simple touch of his felt like burning my skin.

"You're clearly not suitable as a teacher." I scoffed again with a blushing face, swatting his hand away from me as another smirk formed on his face upon hearing my comment.

"Thank you, Nana-chan~"

"It's definitely not a compliment!"

I huffed and walked away from him before entering the convenience store to buy some ice cream for this eccentric man. Unknown to me, as soon as I left his side, the infamous cocky grin dropped off of sensei's face and his entire expression went completely silent and monotone.

"Didn't expect you to be a challenging opponent, huh, Megumi..." 

To read the whole fanfic, check it out on Quotev and Wattpad -

On Quotev - https://www.quotev.com/story/14002073/Lovely-Deadly-Jujutsu-Kaisen

On Wattpad - https://www.wattpad.com/story/281634331-lovely-deadly-jujutsu-kaisen

[tigerdrop]

im literally gong ballistic. going insane in the membrane. jamies its makeme crazy and unwell. i need him. i need him. << daniels inner monologue, but still true for this anon. his MAN TITS OK!!!!!!! the way u draw this body type makes me so happy but also feel so homo

its true. daniel genuinely feels like hes losing his fucking mind with how bad he wants this neurotic little government employee. picture him laying in bed at night, arms rigid at his sides, staring straight up at the ceiling consumed with lust over a guy who wears socks with sandals

thanks for appreciating his tits. theyre my second favorite thing to draw (the first is obviously his thighs b/c some things dont change.)

[flowertot-s]

omg pls share all of your cove outfit headcanons

this is horrible and awful and i had a lot of fun doing these lmao

this is literally just me saying “disgusting little man (affectionate)”

requests are open ! 

tl;dr cove can’t dress but we been knew

his idea of a nice normal outfit, as a preteen, is an “i heart your mom” t-shirt, ratty cargo shorts and crocs

mans is a BIG fan of crocs and sandals mostly for comfort (definitely says “we going sports mode” every time he flips the heel strap up)

nike socks and slides type beat

muscle tees cargo shorts kinda guy

keeping in theme with the previous post cove will not stop wearing board shorts every day. he says shit like “what if i get wet” bitch stop wearing your togs you look so DUMB

will wear the same shirt for two days straight or until it’s nasty as fuck and mc forces him to wash it. also washes his pants once a fortnight and feels nothing like the gross little man he is. 

along this same vein he never washes his bedsheets and didn’t even know that it was a thing until he moves in with mc

i know this isn’t strictly canon but when have i ever ONCE cared about the canon. NEVER wears pyjamas, either sleeps in the clothes he wore that day or he’s naked. not in a sexy way either he just gets really sweaty and its really gross. no matter what season he’s still gonna wake up in a pool of his own sweat. 

i wrote these headcanons while getting tipsy with irl friend @lesbians4garfield, cove is a disgusting little man we talked SO MUCH about his bedsheets and how nasty they would be because i cannot express this enough. he is GROSS. 

good luck looking at the patreon moment the same ever again (though he probably washed them in advance because he’d DEFINITELY be planning it for weeks and that is the only time he will ever voluntarily wash them)

he showers twice a day but will absolutely wear the same clothes for 72 hours straight

this is probably obvious by now but he prioritises comfort over everything else

he’s a VERY big fan of oodies

definitely a shorts in the winter kinda guy (derek would be too ngl)

he owns One jumper and doesn’t like the restriction of long pants

he also owns One pair of jeans that are too small (they look like chinos on him but he’s literally just outgrown them)

cliff buys him so many sports jerseys but he doesn’t even watch any kind of sports at all. he owns like three jerseys for every team

he owns one suit but it’s like a child found his dad’s suit from the 80′s in the back of the cupboard. the shoulder pads make him look even more massive than he normally does and its really funny

his one nice jumper is way too small for him cause he got it when he was like 15 and this bitch just keeps growing taller and broader

owns one pair of sneakers that are beat to shit + a secondhand pair of timberlands that are his most fashionable shoes 

mc buys him a nice pair of standard docs but he never wears them cause blisters

he legitimately doesn’t understand why he can’t wear sandals in winter even when his toes are numb

[nyancatkuroo]

Hot Neighbor Sakusa x Y/n

Here it is!  My first Miki Mouse Whorehouse collab. 

Many first times this time around, my first omi-omi fic ever, first fic published on this blog and it’s all very exciting.  

BEWARE THOUGH, this is a dark fic so many TW’s to come.

You can thank @undermattsun​ for what you’re about to read, my eyes are still very much burning but, huh, enjoy!  

Choose who to lewd next, from a selection of many other characters and fandoms. I’m just one of many whores who contributed to this collab!

Pairing: Neighbor Sakusa x Y/N

WC: 1.5k

TW: Deepthroating, spitting, hitting (slight pushes), hair pulling, feet sucking, just a whole lotta sucking my guy, oral sex m! receiving.  

A/N: I may or may not have had too much fun talking about crocs and that toe sucking scene may or may not have awakened something in me.

“Fuck! I can’t believe I’m out of eggs too!”

You close the cabinet door and sigh,  that’s just like you to be out of just about anything you need to bake some carrot muffins.  Sure, you got the carrots, but what about eggs and some flour?  As you stand in your kitchen, empty bowls and unpeeled carrots around you, you think of what to do.  

The market is a mere 10 minute walk from your apartment but going out at 8pm on a winter night, where the sun is long gone and the cold is colder than ever, is not something you feel like doing.  You shiver at the thought and scratch your head, at a loss for ideas when your phone pings, startling you from your thoughts.  

You see it’s a message from Sakusa, your next door neighbor, who says to keep it down.  You blush as you realize your earlier scream must’ve been louder than you thought, the whole dorm floor might have very well heard you.  As you’re typing out a response, you get an idea.  

To Sakusucks

Yeah wtv, bring me some eggs I’m all out

From Sakusucks

Not happening.

To Sakusucks

BOOOO

I still have those baby wipes you lent me at school the other day

so fresh 

so clean 

Before you even have time to send yet another annoying message, you hear your front door opening and see Sakusa in your living room, as much as a dorm room allows you to have one at least.  

“This place gets more disgusting every time I come.”

You look around, eyeing the scattered plates and textbooks around the room and - wait, is that a moldy piece of cheese on the floor?  How is that even possible, you wonder, before your eyes meet Sakusa’s disgusted face, which happens to also be eyeing the moldy piece of food.  

“Yeah anyways, where are my eggs?”  You say, hoping it’ll stop the man from commenting on the moldy cheese.

“What?”

“My eggs, you know, that stuff that comes out of a chicken’s butt or whatever.”

At that, Sakusa eyes you from top to bottom, a scrutinizing stare that sends shivers down your spine.  You see the dark haired boy walking to meet you and smile innocently his way.  What you don’t see coming though, is his finger, until it’s already down your throat.  You choke on the foreign object having entered your mouth and feel yourself gag.   

Sakusa adds a second finger, then a third, as you suck and choke on the spiker’s hand.  You feel yourself blush under Sakusa’s unimpressed stare and remember how you were able to suck on four fingers the last time the boy came over.  The thought of Sakusa’s dick in your mouth, for a ‘cleaning session’ the curly-haired man would say, makes a familiar warmth curl its way down your stomach and you feel your mouth going slack.  

“You forget your place, you nasty fucking whore,” he berates. You moan and suck harder on Sakusa’s fingers, as he slowly takes them out of your mouth and wipes his hand on your hair before pulling at it, bringing you down on your knees.    

Cheeks flushed, breath still ragged from the fingers down your throat, you look up to see Sakusa’s annoyed face.  You can’t help the whimper that escapes your lips at his words.

“Look at you, you’re a mess.”  He smirks before letting go of your hair, showing you his still wet hand, “see what you did, you dirty slut, how should I punish you for making me dirty?”

You feel the spiker’s hand making its way back to the top of your head and feel a forceful tug that sends your face crashing against the hard floor.  

“Take off my shoe.”  Your eyes widen as his words sink in, “Or am I gonna have to make you?”

You look down at the feet in front of you, Sakusa’s toes hidden by his sock and sandals.  “I can’t believe I’m gonna suck toes for a man who wears crocs with cleaning supplies jibbitz on them,” you find yourself thinking.  

Sakusa catches on and mistakes your break in action for hesitancy.  “I took a shower 20 minutes ago, not that you should worry about that seeing the state of this place.”

You quickly shake off the crocs’ thought and take off the man’s right shoe and sock.  As Sakusa rests his back on your kitchen counter, you take his foot, gulp and start licking his toes, from the big toe to the little one, taking your time to suck between each toe as well.  You moan and slurp, quickly getting into it, thinking of it as Sakusa’s bulging shaft, which you see becoming harder and bigger through the fabric of his grey joggers.  

You hear Sakusa humming appreciatively and look up, a mouthful of foot deep down your throat. You start nibbling on Sakusa's toes, in an attempt to please him more, which you apparently succeed in doing, going by the moan that escapes his lips.  

Back resting against your kitchen counter, you see Sakusa open his eyes, hooded lids searching the distance, an easy smile on his face that is quick to disappear when he catches your eyes.  He takes his foot, leaving your mouth feeling weirdly empty, and pushes your face away with the foot that was in your mouth moments ago.  He wipes himself on you again, this time on your bare thigh, seeing as you’re wearing some short shorts. 

He leaves your side and goes to sit on the couch at the other side of the room.  He takes off his remaining footwear before sitting down, his legs spread wide as both a confirmation that he isn’t done playing with you, and for comfort, seeing how his crotch area has visibly tightened.  

You bite your lips, eyeing the very desirable man in front of you, and make your way to the sofa.  You sit next to Sakusa and firmly press your hand to his crotch.  You hear the spiker groan, sending you an aggravated look that only makes you smile as you quickly slide a hand down his pants, taking his already hard cock out of its clothed prison.

You lick your lips at the sight of the pinkish head, ideas already forming in your head, but before you have time to act on any of your dark thoughts, you hear Sakusa call your name.  You lock eyes and feel him taking your hand, which he kisses before slowly sucking off every single one of your fingers. You only take your eyes away from the man when you feel him spit in the palm of your hand.  

You take that as your cue to start massaging his erection, going up and down his entirety with your hand, pumping faster and playing with the head of his cock until it isn’t enough anymore.  

You get off the couch and settle comfortably between the man’s open legs before taking him in your mouth.  You feel full again, now that you have something in your mouth to play with, and start sucking Sakusa off, pumping with your hand at the same time.  

You hear him whispering some sweet curses at you and moan from the validation.  You feel Sakusa gripping at your hair once again, pulling hard to make you face him.  He grips your head with his hand and forcefully opens your mouth with his thumb, positioning himself to face you, and then spits in your mouth before shoving your face back on his dick, which you gratefully welcome back into your mouth, this time letting him use you like a ragdoll.  

You hear yourself gurgling and gagging at each of Sakusa’s furious thrusts, but never deep enough to make you spill your insides out, the dark-haired boy taking his dick in and out of your orifice to let you have a half second of a moment’s rest before fucking your face anew.  

He’s close, you feel it by the way his dick is twitching in your mouth and you scrape your teeth against his shaft to bring him closer to the edge.  Sakusa thrusts deeper and faster, fukcing your face numb until he comes inside of you with a grunt.  He pushes you off of him and finishes by pumping himself dry, coming on the floor, and before he even commands you to clean it off with your tongue, you find yourself on your knees, licking the ground like a famished dog.  

Before you have time to process any new information, you feel the spiker taking you from the floor and placing you on the couch, brushing your hair with his hands and placing a forehead kiss on you, whispering a ‘you did well cleaning me off today’ before getting up to leave.  You didn’t even notice him putting his shoes back on, dick nowhere in sight either.  You feel your eyes close as you hear Sakusa’s voice.  

“Oh and before I forget, I don’t have eggs either.”

The spiker’s words are left hanging in the air, your head still hazy from the cleaning the man just gave you.  You want to answer, but your words are lost to fatigue and you barely hear the door of the apartment closing.  You may not have gotten what you wanted, but Sakusa didn’t get his baby wipes either.  None of that matters though, you think, as you end up falling asleep on your couch, a filfthy fucking mess.