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#i think they return when he sees mochi though
musubiki · 4 months
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most recent story development in my brain: ive decided to actually seperate taffy and coco during the timeskip
initially i had it that taffy sticks with coco because he has nowhere to go and they eventually get together over the timeskip. the new version is that he runs away and disappears right before mochi leaves
in my head i see him as the type to run away after what mochi and coco do for him-- after coco put in so much effort and time advocating for him because she saw that there were traces of a good person under his antagonistic nature, and after mochi beat his ass for the final time and finally cleared his curse, he doesnt know what to do with himself.
the rest of the guild at that point (mochi included) has an attitude of "We know why you were the way you were. Now that there's no reason for you to hate us, you're free to go where you want. You can even stay with us." and this sentiment eats him alive. the guilt he feels is insane. the fact that he spent months (years?) trying to ruin mochi, brewing in bitterness and rage and all of a sudden all of that is gone and replaced with forgiveness and warmth is unbearable and he cant stand it, so he leaves.
this is all coupled with his feelings for coco and the attitude on his end of "I don't deserve this. I don't deserve her. All I can do is bring them down. All I can do is bring her down. I have no right to stay here. I have no right to want to stay here."
so theres a pivotal scene in my head where he has all these thoughts, standing right outside the side door to mochis house hearing them all chattering inside, and has a long moment of hesitation before going inside. in the OLD version coco opens the door before he can make up his mind and forces him inside with the rest of them, but in the NEW version i think its much more taffy-like if hes gone by the time she notices and gets to the door
(tldr timeline: mochi removes his curse -> he disappears -> he only appears for the last amanita fight because really thats HIS fight as much as it is mochis -> he leaves again RIGHT after. i imagine coco tried to stop him or say goodbye but this man is notoriously good at escaping quickly)
and so timeskip-wise coco attends university on her own. she keeps in touch with oscar and lime (more oscar than lime) and while she never directly set out to look for taffy, there was always that desire to look for him in a crowd or something, maybe hoping to run into him at random or that he would show up out of nowhere like he did the first time.
I'm not totally sure what he does during the timeskip then. something far away from coco and the guild, but somewhere close to the ocean because he could never find it in him to stray too far from it for too long. maybe lost his touch with water magic a bit because he was too afraid and guilt-ridden to use it. never really stopped thinking about coco but couldnt muster up the courage to go find her again. for YEARS hes convinced that she doesnt want to see him and he wouldnt do anything to make her life better. hes done too much to all of them for them to ever accept him, he thinks.
until one day coco just. shows up. after tracking him down (with mochi and sulluvans help). sitting on a barrel at the docks he works at in some city somewhere, eating some cotton candy she bought at the docks like "Heyo! Mochi needs another guild member, and you kinda owe us one, soooo..."
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chuluoyi · 3 months
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tw: pregnancy. overall, just some domestic dad-to-be gojo trying to show how much he loves you even with how your body changes and all <3 based on a request!
a part of gojo's love entries
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don’t think that satoru hasn’t noticed how you linger in front of the mirror these days, touching your body all over—particularly your baby bump. seeing your face twist into a sad frown dampens his spirits too.
on the other hand, you understand that it’s a natural process, but you have never gained this much weight before, and despite already having your husband reassure you before, you still feel somewhat meh about yourself.
“how’s my favorite girl and little rascal doing today?” he flopped down on the bed beside you as soon as he returned from school, caressing your belly. “ready to come out yet?”
you throw him an unamused look. “no, satoru. and don’t make it sound so effortless. i’m the one pushing him out.”
“ahh, but i can’t wait though~”
his palpable excitement actually made you smile as you placed your hand over his. but then your smile fell a bit and he was quick to notice it.
“what’s on your mind?” he asked then. “talk to me, hmm?”
“no… it’s nothing.” you looked away, a bit ashamed. if satoru says he’s not bothered by your figure, you really shouldn’t be thinking about this any longer. you didn't want to make him worry… but it really wasn't easy to let it go.
“hmm, my baby mama can’t be sad,” your husband pouted, and suddenly he pulled you closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “she’s the cutest when she smiles.”
you looked up to him, feeling the security in his arms and yet still a hint of uncertainty in your voice. “am i just cute… to you?”
you wanted to be beautiful too. like how he used to sing you praises during your school days.
satoru grinned. and it’s the kind of toothy grin that makes your heart soar.
“no. you’re also pretty.” he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “and you’re smart, kind, nags a lot, gets pouty easily… and you're sweet like a dango, makes me want to gobble you up.”
“so now i’m a dango?” you nestled your head against his broad chest, feeling your face start to heat up, and a smile beginning to curve your lips. stupid satoru. he said all of them so easily it was making you giddy and felt silly for doubting him at all.
“just because our baby is going to be a mochi. and look, you’re so close to carrying him to full-term,” he rubbed your swollen tummy again, this time with a more sincere smile. “i love you the most for it.”
your eyes took a shine, processing his words, and you could’ve sworn that right now, nothing could’ve shaken your feelings for your silly husband.
suddenly your baby kicked you hard as if to reprimand you too for your insecurities, and you winced.
“hurts?” satoru questioned, slightly concerned when you nodded. “wait i’ll tell him off.”
he cleared his throat and began making circular motions on your abdomen, as if to summon him.
“yo, brat. you can’t kick your mama like that too often these days. you’re accumulating karma and she counts it. when you come out, she’ll forbid you from eating our favorite mochis and—”
“satoru!!”
and then the two of you just burst into giggles, and once again, you utterly and thoroughly fell in love with him. for always making you feel safe... and loved.
“you know, satoru...” this time it was you who hugged him, breathing in his scent for comfort. now you were totally worry-free, the softest of smile on your face. “i’m really grateful that... we found each other.”
at your heartfelt confession, satoru felt his chest tighten with warmth and his cheeks flush. he is so blushing and he tries covering it with a chuckle. and the words lingering at the tip of his tongue were—
“heh, aren’t you glad you married me?”
yeah... i’m so glad that it’s you too.
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augustinewrites · 8 months
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cw: it’s just angst & jjk manga spoilers
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satoru wakes with a start.
his breaths come a little faster than his body can process, his heart is pounding in his chest, and his head feels like someone’s stuck a hot poker in it. 
it takes him what feels like a few minutes to settle down again, clutching the bedsheets in a tightly wound fist. 
once things seemed to have returned to a normal level, he tries to remember what’d startled him. was it a dream? a memory? had he simply jerked himself awake whilst on the precipice of sleep, like you claimed he did—
his mind seems to be clearing up, because his next instinct is to sit up and make sure you’re okay.
you’re fine, sound asleep on your side of the bed. 
satoru relaxes, albeit only slightly. he’s not sure why he’d been struck with such sudden panic. there’s just this…feeling. he might even go as far as to call it an overwhelming sense of dread, if he were dramatic.
there’s something. it’s hiding in the back of his brain, somewhere even his six eyes can’t find or comprehend. 
he leans back against the headboard, reaching up to run his hands through then lightly grip the strands of his hair. outside, the sun’s barely peeking over the horizon, but whatever had startled him had left him wide awake. 
“the kids are gonna be up soon,” you mumble, pulling him out of the mess of his mind. “better sleep while you have time.” 
time. the word flashes like a flint strike in his mind, but the sparks don’t quite catch yet.
so he lays next to you, wrapping an arm around you to pull you into his chest. he feels a bit better, with you in his arms. 
“what’s wrong?” you mumble, voice thick with sleep. 
“nothing,” he lies.
you hum, but he knows that you know him too well. you always know when he’s lying. 
you twist in his arms so the two of you are face to face, the tip of your nose brushing his. 
your sleepy gaze finds his, sending him a small smile. “hi.”
he doesn’t reply because he finds he’s too busy memorizing the details or your face; the flecks of colour in your eyes, the slope of your nose. it’s as if it’s the first time he’s seeing it.
or maybe the last.
the thought comes out of nowhere and scares him so badly that he tries to pull away.
“hey,” you murmur, cradling his face in your hands. he catches your wrist intending to pull you away, but instead he clings to you like a lifeline. you’re the only thing keeping him grounded. “you’re okay.”
he wants to believe you, he really does. but anxiety is beginning to gnaw on the edge of his sanity.
“something’s wrong,” he admits quietly. “i don’t— i don’t know—”
“you worry too much,” you sigh, your thumb smoothing over his cheek. 
“i just want us all to be safe,” he tells you. 
“i know,” you hum again, smiling a little sadly. “i just wish you wouldn’t let it come at your expense.”
there are a lot of things he wants to say in this moment. he wants to ask why you’re worried, because you know he’s the strongest. that he would rip the heavens apart for you. he wants to tell you that he has a plan, and that he knows it’ll work. 
(a plan for what? he thinks briefly. he can’t remember.)
but most of all…he wants to tell you that he loves you and the life you’ve built together. too much to leave it all behind. 
but all that comes out is,
“i’d rather it be me than any of you.” 
“don’t say that,” you frown. “we need you. i need you.”
there’s an awful ache settled deep in his chest, carving into the place where his heart sits.
“well, it’s a good thing i’m not planning to go anywhere anytime soon.” lie. “i love you.”
truth.
he rests his forehead against yours, tangling his fingers with yours. 
the memories hit him like a gut punch. 
handmade mochi. the flick of a lighter. a beach in okinawa. megumi and tsumiki laughing. you in your wedding dress, telling him you love him. 
a crowded station. the beginning of the end. 
his eyelids are suddenly heavy. there’s not enough time, he panics. that can’t be it—
“i’ll be here when you wake up,” you promise, and even though you sound like you’re a million miles away, he can hear the sadness in your voice. “you can rest now.”
satoru closes his eyes.
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kazutora-kurokawa · 24 days
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Can I ask for a first time (iykyk) with tenjiku? Where reader is a bit shy at first but man she kinky af on the insideee
Tenjiku x Shy!Virgin!->Kinky!Reader
♡ NSFW, fem reader, fluff kinda, virginity loss obviously, virgin!Shion, soft sex -> kinky shit, rough sex/manhandling, overstimulation, creampie/breeding kink, cum play/cum drinking, daddy kink, saliva/spit play, tongue kissing, size kink/belly bulging, degradation, biting ♡
Characters: Izana, Kakucho, Ran, Rindou, Mucho, Mochi, Shion, Hanma
note: anon you ate real bad with this idea, I'm so sorry I procrastinated so hard with this 😭 I should be ashamed of myself fr
edit: added Hanma for @sayaka-ur-cutie
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Izana (breeding kink)
🎴 Izana is surprisingly gentle at first, he wants to make your first time as pain free as possible. But as soon as he feels you thrusting your hips against his and basically fucking him back, he's gone, eyes rolled back and everything (I believe in extra sensitive!Izana). It also didn't help that you were whining for him not to pull out, the mere thought of cumming inside you had him seeing stars. He spent the rest of the night fucking, filling, and overstimulating you.
Kakucho (cum play)
🩷 Kakucho literally makes the sweetness love to you, and it's not until after that he finds out how freaky you really are. After he pulls out and takes the condom off, he's shocked (and aroused) to see you take it out of his hand and raise it to your lips, swallowing every drop of his cum from it. He's standing there for a solid minute or two just staring at you before finally mustering up the courage to politely ask you if you want more.
Ran (daddy kink)
💜 Ran knows it's your first time, so he's going nice and slow with you...up until you call him daddy. He doesn't even say anything, he just smirks because he knew you were an undercover freak. He starts going slower, trying to make you whine and beg for him. He'll only speed up again if you call him daddy again though.
Rindou (spit play)
🩵 Rindou loves the way you hide your face when he starts fucking you, he thinks it's cute that you're so shy. You're a lot less shy by the time he finds the perfect rhythm though, your hands roaming all over his body as he pounds into your pussy. Eventually your hands find their way to his hair, tangling in his locks and pulling him into a kiss. He thinks it's just a sweet little kiss and it was, until you slipped your tongue in his mouth. He just couldn't help but moan into the kiss before sliding his tongue into your mouth in return. And he definitely picked up on the way you clenched around him when his spit mixed with yours and started dripping down your lips and chin. He found your weakness, so expect him to exploit it to the fullest extent from now on.
Mucho (size kink)
💙 Mucho didn't think much of it when you mentioned how big he was, he knew you were just stating the obvious and probably a little nervous since you were a virgin. But when he kept hearing you say it in between the occasional moan or whimper while he was fucking you, that's when he realized just how much the difference in size turned you on. And he definitely didn't mind, if anything he started doing things to make the size difference more obvious. He grabbed your thighs and pressed your legs closer to your body, making you bend in ways you didn't know you could. He manhandled you, touching you with more force to show off his strength. But his new favorite thing was pressing his hand against the prominent bulge in your tummy, chuckling softly as you moaned and writhed in pleasure underneath him.
Mochi (degradation)
🍡 Mochi knew it was your first time, so he was extra careful not to hurt you...physically anyways. You just looked so cute underneath him, he couldn't help but tease you a little. Whispering dirty praises in your ear, telling you how good of a slut you were for him. He'd totally understand if you weren't into it, but the smile on his face when he felt your pussy gripping him tighter gave away the absolute delight he felt in knowing that you were just as nasty as him.
Shion (biting)
♥️ Shion took his sweet time when he took your virginity, mainly because he was a virgin too and wanted your first time together to be special. He gently thrusted in and out of you with his face buried in the crook of your neck, planting soft kisses all over. All his gentle efforts went out the window when he felt your teeth sinking into his shoulder though. He had an almost visceral reaction to the bite, letting out a gasping moan and gripping your thighs tighter as he slowed down his thrusts, trying desperately not to cum inside you. He didn't know how to react, so he did what his body told him to and gently bit you back, his dick twitching inside you as he heard you let out a soft whimper. You two spent the rest of the night in each other's arms, fucking gently and nipping at each other's skin.
Hanma (rough sex)
🏵️ Hanma knew you were a virgin and was fully prepared to be gentle with you, at least at first. As soon as he bottomed out in you he knew damn well he wasn't going to be gentle the entire time. And your soft moans and the way you begged him to go harder only spurred him on. By the end of the night he was balls deep in your pussy with no intentions of ever being gentle in the bedroom again.
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pholla-jm · 1 month
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Sukuna with a S/O who has a sweet tooth/Loves eating sweets ?? :00
Like imagine most of the time they go on a date it's basically just reader and him going to different shops trying out desserts and sweets
Hello! Sorry it took me awhile! I got busy with work and my new class had just started. I decided to add some more to this. I hope you like it!! *********
Sweet Tooth
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IMAGINE: SWEET TOOTH~ SUKUNA X READER FEAT: GOJO GENRE: FLUFF cw: modern au! implied female reader, sukuna calls your woman. not proof read. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Whenever Sukuna took you out, you would make him stop for a sweet treat. It could be for the slightest thing. Groceries? Sweet treat. Getting gas? Sweet treat? 
You will use any excuse to get sweet treats. 
This time, there was no real reason to convince Sukuna that you needed a sweet treat. Only that there was a new café opening up. Taking a quick glance at what would be on their menu, you already decided that you needed to go. It had most of your favorite pastries and drinks. 
“Please, Sukuna.” You pleaded to your boyfriend with your hands clasped together. You had asked him to take you, but you knew how much he didn’t care for places like that. He didn’t like the options they provided; they always smelled so sweet. And it sometimes stuck to his clothes. 
Sukuna has already decided to go with you, though. He would do anything for you. However, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t make it easy for you. He loved to see you like this. 
“Please, I’ll make it worth your while.” 
Sukuna smirks at your words. 
“I’ll hold you to that.” 
Your face lit up at his words, “so does that mean you’ll take me?” 
“Yeah, brat.” 
“Yay! Thank you!” You say while wrapping your arms around his ample shoulders. 
Sukuna chuckles, squeezing you tight in return. 
When the time came, Sukuna couldn’t believe he agreed to something like this. Since the place was pretty new, there were a lot of people. The theme was coquette, which Sukuna wasn’t fond of. 
Sukuna settled with matcha mochi and coffee. In contrast, you had the most sickening sweets in front of you. 
When Sukuna looks at all of it, his stomach almost churns in disgust. But when he sees you gleam at the desserts and take happy bites, it erases his dislike for the sweet treats. He would spend hours in places like this to see your happy face. 
“What’s so great about these treats anyway?” Sukuna asks you. 
You were about to answer, but someone interrupted you. Someone that neither of you wanted to see. 
“Ooh, can I have some of that?” You look up to see the bright blue-eyed man named Gojo. 
“Ugh, no get away.” You say while shoving him away. 
“Awe, come on.” He pouts at you. 
Sukuna frowns at seeing Gojo. “Get away from (y/n).” 
Gojo’s eyes flicker over to the brooding man. His arms were crossed as he glared at Gojo. 
An annoying smirk now sits on his face, “why? Scared I might take her away?” 
Sukuna’s hand slams down on the table, and your face twists disgustingly. 
“Oh my god.. You’re so embarrassing niisan.” You whisper to Gojo, but Sukuna hears it. 
The anger slowly dissipates from his body, and confusion fills his head. 
“Brother?” He mumbles. 
“What? I can’t protect my little sister?” 
While the two of you bicker, Sukuna glances back and forth. 
Gojo and you didn’t look alike. Not a single feature looked the same. Some things are similar, like the hyper personality… and the major sweet tooth. 
“Well, I got to go. Thanks.” Gojo says after taking a bite of one of your cakes. 
He gives you a smug look before waving bye. 
“Ugh,” You groan before turning to Sukuna, “I’m sorry about him.” 
“Why didn’t you tell me he was your brother?” 
You look at him in confusion, “I didn’t?” 
Sukuna gives you a look, “I think I would remember something like that.” 
“Huh, sorry. I guess it just slipped.” 
“How does something like that slip?” 
You purse your lips, “well whenever I’m not around him… I just seem to not worry about him. You know?” 
Sukuna looks at you, a bit confused, which means you will explain it further. 
“Satoru and I aren’t full siblings. Same mom but different dads. But Gojo has always been the golden child. Everything is about him. He always got everything he wanted, but me? I was lucky to even be in the same room as him.” You chuckle while shaking your head. 
“So, it’s nice not having him around. I can do whatever I want without him around.” 
Sukuna nods, “and have whatever you want as well.” 
You smile at his words, “Yeah. I guess you’re right.” 
Sukuna scoffs, “of course I’m right, woman.” 
You laugh and shake your head. “It wasn’t long ago that I discovered my love for sweets. I never got sweets as a child, since Satoru hogged them all.” 
Sukuna smiles at you and leans forward. He grabs a napkin, wiping some of the icing away from the corner of your lips, “that just means I’ll have to spoil you more than.” 
Your face turns pink at his words and actions. 
“I’ll hold you to that.”
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mochinomnoms · 3 months
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WELCOME BACK MOCHI🎉🎉
Hehe Jade liking to dress up their partner in pretty outfits and Floyd liking dumbification... :3 COMBINATION
DOLLIFICATION
I love dollification so much- *gets hit with a pan*
I feel like Floyd would like brat taming honestly Jade too like HAVE YOU SEEN THEM
Azul I feel like he likes when his partner wears lipstick and leaves kissing marks or sucking marks on him, he thinks it is the equivalent of his sucker marks! Even if it isn't let him be delusional for once
-Vaquita
HI VAQUITA THANKS
Dollification isn't personally my cup of tea, but I do think that Jade would be into brat taming! Floyd I think would like it occasionally, but it depends on his mood. If his partner is being a brat, and he's already in a bad mood, he's not gonna want to deal with that.
Azul though, he does love a good lipstick mark on his neck! You're right in that they lowkey remind him of his sucker marks, and he does love claiming you as his. So when you return the favor in kind, leaving lipstick marks or hickies on his neck, Azul's surprisingly pleased. You'd think he'd be against it, considering how strict he is with keeping up his businessman persona and remaining professional looking at all times. What we also need to consider, though, is that he still has an ego that depends on making sure everyone envies him. And what makes someone more envious than seeing him be proudly claimed by the prettiest little human that chose him over the princes and heirs of NRC!
Haha! See him and cry in jealousy, he got the Prefect! He WINS!! He's got the lipstick marks and hickies to prove it 😏
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mybrainisrotted · 7 months
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Gojo/gn!reader, established relationship. Post Shibuya incident spoilers. When our man returned.
Read on Ao3.
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"I mean this respectfully Ijichi, please get the fuck out of my way."
The metal examining table under Gojo's thighs is cold and uncomfortable, but it's a different sort of cold and uncomfortable and for that he's grateful. But the voice that echoes in the hall outside the medical room sends a rush of warmth through him that makes it feel like his heart has been restarted when he didn't even know it had stopped. For a moment--a second stretched indefinitely--he forgets where he's been, what he's seen, what he's felt, who he's lost.
The door slams open, bouncing off the wall hard enough to make even Shoko wince a bit as she takes a drag from her nearly ever present cigarette. Smiling softly, she joins Ijichi in the hall, closing the door behind her.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't wait anymore."
Gojo's already on his feet when you come barreling into him, arms open and ready to catch you. Your body molds to his, arms wrapped tight around his middle, face pressed against his chest where he's sure you can hear how his heart has picked up pace, slamming against his ribcage. He folds himself around you as best he can, squeezing you a little too tightly because he knows that's how you like your hugs. You take a deep breath and let it out with a pleased hum, nuzzling your cheek against him.
"You smell like you. Like home."
The corner of Gojo's mouth ticks up, and he presses his own nose to the top of your head, letting the faint but familiar scent of your coconut shampoo take over his senses. It triggers memories that are uniquely coded to you; smoothing fingers over your shoulder as he ghosts his lips over the back of your neck in bed, and steam filled showers that you always begrudge him for taking with you even as you lovingly massage that shampoo into his hair (which he bought to keep at his place specifically for this purpose), humming softly under your breath as your nails gently rake over his scalp.
Gojo's favourite part was smelling you on his things. Rolling over in bed, alone, and burying his nose in his pillow and smelling you. Drying his hands on his towel, sitting on his couch, pulling on his clothes and having that faint scent of coconut suddenly tickle his nose. You're with him even when you aren't. And in the Prison Realm, with nothing to do to pass the infinite looping of time except dive inward into his own mind, he'd tucked his chin into the collar of his shirt and--smelled you. Lingering within the fabric and threads was the simple essence of you and suddenly he hadn't felt so alone.
"I'm sorry I've been gone," Gojo murmurs, mouth at your temple and fingers smoothing nonsensical patterns up and down your spine. Now that he's got you in his grasp again, when the likelihood of that had begun to seem like a fleeting possibility, he doesn't want to let you go. "It won't happen again. I promise."
You squirm in his hold, placing both hands on his chest to push him back slightly so you can look at him face to face. You don't think you've ever seen him on school grounds without his blindfold or sunglasses. The nineteen days without him makes you realize between the sky and the ocean there isn't a shade of blue that could possibly capture what you see swirling in his irises.
"You don't need to apologize for something out of your control, Satoru," you say with a slight frown. You bring your hands up to cup his cheeks, committing him to memory all over again, warming when his expression softens under your touch. "You have no idea how happy I am that you're back. That's the only thing that matters."
Something in Gojo's eyes flickers, and though he smirks it doesn't carry his usual lightheartedness. The coil of tension in his stomach twists uncomfortably. "Missed the strongest sorcerer, huh?"
You shake your head again, smoothing the pad of your thumb over his lower lip. "I missed your corny jokes. I missed your surprise mochi deliveries. I missed our late night hot chocolate talks on your balcony." Your fingers trace a gentle path upward, over his sharp cheekbones and soft brows, smoothing a lock of silky white hair over his temple and then settling at his nape. "I missed your morning bed head. I missed your laugh. I missed your touch. I missed the way you said you loved me. I missed my sweet Satoru."
The love you give him, have always given him, is free of strings and expectations. Gojo doesn't know what his future is going to look like but he knows he wants one with you. By your side. His smile wobbles as he gently swipes away the tears at the corners of your eyes, that knot in his stomach loosening with your words. He kisses you on the forehead, on each damp cheek, the tip of your nose, and finally your lips, once, twice, three times, before he taps his head to yours.
"I missed you too, sweetheart."
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eydi-andrius · 11 months
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Would You Still Love Me if I Became a Worm? (Fushiguro Megumi x Reader)
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summary: wrote this for the laughs
a/n: im seriously taking my mind off the recent jjk spoiler and I hope this eases your minds as well
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"Babe, would you love me if I was a worm?" You asked Megumi who was sitting down outside petting the black divine dog.
"Huh?"
Brows furrowed, he looked back at you with a confused face. Something you usually sees him do often when he was with Yuji and Nobara but never with you.
"All you have to answer is either a yes or a no." You insisted, arms crossed and eyes looking anywhere but your boyfriend.
"What happened?" This time, he stood up, towering over you, while the black dog sat down with a floof.
"Nothing. I was just asking." You replied but you knew he already saw right through you.
He was about to ask again, to confront you, when the two idiots came out, laughing their asses off.
"Pfffft! HAHAHAHA! You wouldn't believe what she did, Megumi. She ate Gojo-sensei's mochis! Thinking you gave it to her!" Yuji, who probably was eavesdropping suddenly came out, alongside Nobara who already was dying from laughter.
"And you know what's the best out of all of it!? She heard him saying he will curse the thief and turned them into a worm. HAHAHAHA!" He continued.
You were about to punch Yuji in the face when Megumi whipped his head from Yuji's to you and his eyes widen with surprised. You can even hear his thoughts saying, "There is no way you would do that right?"
Swallowing your fears and gulping down your nervousness, you nodded but explained why, as short and fast, as you could.
"He left it at my table inside the classroom. You know my seat was close to the window right? It turns out he just left it there and will go back a bit later. During his absence, I ate it. Thinking, you left it for me. I was so happy! When I felt thirsty, I got out and bought myself a drink. On my way back, I heard Gojo-sensei, blazing mad about the mochi thief. He said and promised that he will turn them into a worm when caught. Then, these two idiots was behind me and I still smell like mochi so they found out it was me." Hardly breathing, you explained your side. Even hugging Megumi for comfort as you recalled what happened.
Meanwhile, the two witness was reenacting the way Gojo was mad and cursing the one who ate his special mochis. You promised to punch them later.
You looked up at Megumi and even though annoyed, he sighed in understanding.
"I'll talk to him." You smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. You muttered a quiet "Thank you" and hugged him again, on which, he returned back by squishing you warmly.
"So.......the million question was.....would you still love her if she became a worm, Megumi?" Frozen on the spot, your teacher's silly and mocking voice, echoed behind you.
It was way too late when you turned around.
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non idol!shotaro x fem!reader • fluff • best friends to lovers
warnings: this is my first fic so brace yourself, just some kisses.
a/n: feel free to send feedback, I procrastinated this a lot bc tumblr decided to not let me save like half of it and I had to restart 😭. I love sunshine by skz so was inspired to write about this sunny boy after listening.
osaki shotaro has been your best friend since your mothers introduced you two in diapers. he's still your happy, bright companion from toddlerhood. your taro, supplying your favourite snacks from the times of juice boxes to post-dancing ramen. the one constant rock in your life. the two of you have a set of clothes at each other's houses, buy things that remind you of one another, compete in the same dance team, notice small habits only a lover would realise. neither of you know the feelings you harbour for each other, and it’s painful.
pausing the generic rap music your teacher assigned for your hip hop duo, you turn to him with mochi filled cheeks. you're sitting on the floor of the studio, having a snack break. 10-year-old you gently points to the corner of your eye as he laughs at some long-forgotten dad joke you made. "taro, did you know that when you smile your eyes smile too?" the quietly comforting atmosphere is bubbling with innocence and joy. as you mimic his expression with a scrunched up face, he giggles even more and you smile too. "look, they did it again! they kind of- kind of light up! like they're getting bigger even though they're getting smaller." he tilts his head at your specific realisation. "really? do you think it's cool?" turning to the mirror, he begins smiling and fixating on his eye shape. "I love it! your smile is like sunshine." he stops and looks down, flustered. that's all he needs to know. now he smiles at everything you do.
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"ugh, today sucks!" you exclaim, walking home from high school with shotaro. he hums understandingly as you kick a rock and asks you to elaborate. it's sweltering, and he's offering his water bottle every minute. "I argue with my dad this morning, then jiwook has something enlightening to say about my body, I get a low score in science and the one time I get to talk to you I'm upset." his heart pangs at your recount. shotaro’s conflicted by the way he's so affected by a slight change in your mood. you’re his best friend. he almost comes to the conclusion he's hurt by the way your sparkling eyes look worn down because he stares at you more than he'd like to admit. but he's too distracted by something you said.
"what did jiwook say?" he flinches sheepishly, knowing that shouldn't be his immediate reaction. "is that all, osaki?" it gets quiet. you continue. "s-sorry, i'm just on edge. um, he said something about me being an eyesore and no one liking me, i guess. why?" you reply nonchalantly. now he's angry, and he doesn't know how to react without it screaming i'm in love with you. he frowns. "don't listen to him. everyone loves you and you're so beautiful and amazing! my day gets better just when I see you! I wish I could make your day better. gosh, how could he say that about you?" he begins rambling, and you have to cut his usually composed self off by leaning into his side. alarm bells ring in your head and a cacophony of fireworks go off in shotaro’s. you start to realise he's coming off as more than a friend - he might like you too. as the conversation returns to normalcy, the burning sun pulls you away from that wild fantasy. "thanks taro. i'm so lucky to have you in my life."
growing silent, he pulls you into an embrace, stomach blossoming into a flurry of unspoken love. suddenly you've reached your house and you're hugging goodbye. it's just the two of you. he smiles contentedly into your hair until the sun starts to get to you and the world closes in. "you're the only sunshine i need." you mumble into his chest before pulling away and ruffling his hair, walking up to your front door for what feels like forever. "bye! love you!" you holler and he returns it faintly. he wishes it wasn't platonic, beginning to move away defeatedly. little does he know as you shut the door, your head falls and you let out a longing sigh.
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"yah. did you hear me?" he nudges, resting his head on yours from behind playfully. you're staring at the dance studio mirror, lost in thought. moonlight spills into the dark lit room from overhead windows, outside it's quiet at this hour. "I called your name like, 3 times." head moving faster than your eyes, you spin around to see your smiley best friend also on his practise break. you're staying late together to perfect routines and have fun freestyling. really, though, it's just to have each other to yourselves while your team is gone. "huh? oh, yeah, what is it sunny boy?" he momentarily freezes, caught off guard at the nickname. god he loves your sleepy tone. he's lucky his endearing smile conceals it all. "wake up! I wanna show you a new choreo i learnt in LA last month!" you nod, immediately dropping crossed legged. shotaro loves the way he always has your undivided attention. you each steal glances at each other through the mirror as he walks to turn on 'siren', and you hype him up with all of your remaining energy. you would've caught the blush on his cheeks if he hadn't began executing the moves with such finesse, power and flow.
your eyes lock for the entire routine. growing shy from the tangible tension in the room, the music abruptly ends with the signature scratch, saving you as your cue to shower him with praise. you clap for eons. his immovable smile is widened by your vocal admiration and he bows like it’s his life duty to thank you. after his name leaves your lips for the nth time, you start to calm down. playfully whistling, you suddenly acknowledge anyone from an outside perspective would recognise you’re blindly in love with him. all he can think about is your appreciation. he joins you on the floor, you pull him into your front and his head finds solace in your lap straight away. should i tell her? echoes through his mind. you fiddle with his hair nervously. sparks fizzle between your bodies, years of want climaxing in a cliche full circle moment.
shotaro finally mumbles your name. “hmm?” you respond, making eye contact. he smiles up at you. rehearsing his big speech inside his head and running through all possible outcomes, he bites the bullet.
“I like you, like beyond friendship. I think I have for a while now. please don't say this changes us, you’re everything to me. I-I just needed to get this off my chest because I live to make you happy and can't keep lying to you."
you sit in shock. the dim lighting of the room amplifies all of your emotions at his confession, and the lower your jaw falls the lower his heart does. time stops in the room and you feel like you're floating. "wow." you breathe. "what is it?" he urges, cheeks already heating up. "I, uh, yeah. me too. I love you too, forever. just can't believe what's happening right now." you giggle. "who knew the flurry of sunshine had some poetic potential?" he tries his best frowny glare but fails, and instead opts for his trademark smile that you adore so much.
sitting up, he gazes at the crescent moon, entranced. you're gazing at his face as his arm absentmindedly snakes around your waist. your eyes quickly find his lips. you're both caught up in how your entire relationship is changed and it's electric. "taro, can I-" you begin, not realising he's thinking the same thing as his eyes have found your lips long ago. his glimmering eyes meet yours and you kiss.
it's a slow, uncertain clash that quickly deepens as you melt into each other. he pulls away and smirks before kissing you again with more passion. your lips dance, hands finding his neck and it seems like eternity in this state would be bliss. but eventually you're pulled back into your senses and your lips part. "i love you" is exchanged at the same time immediately and laughs erupt throughout the room at the sickeningly sweet moment. sighing, you lay down next to each other. "y'know, you're like the moonlight, and i'm like sunshine. yin and yang." he remarks, only ever revealing his sincere side to you. "here comes shakespeare..." you dig. "yah! I wanna be sentimental!" you kiss him again before he can defend himself further. "here's something sentimental. be my boyfriend." shotaro's never smiled harder.
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blues824 · 7 months
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Imagen izuru Kamukura dating the mitsuri kanroji.
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💞He is the obanai to your mitsuri (he is more obanai and giyuu combined.)
🍡Imagen the contrast between them a person who constantly shows emotions and loves everyone dispite their flaws and has her own flaws with a guy who doesn't feel emotions gets easily bored and doesn't have any flaws.
💞Imagen her braiding izuru his hair like her and him letting her and him doing her hair in return.
🍡Imagen his reaction to her hair being pink and green because of her love for sakura mochi and learning that she had to eat 180 sakura mochi for 8 months staigt of it to acedently happen.
💞Or het mussels mass being 8 times denser than everyone even surpassing him and her being able to beat 3 sumu wrestler in a food competition.
🍡I know he whoud be able to be as flexible and as tallend with a sword like the mitsuri mc or even stronger but she doesn't mind she always wanted a strong and intelligent husband.
💞Her being a cat person and always doing adorable things and izuru is just starting their watching over her imagine her making a flower crown for him and him just walking around with it.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANGEL!!!
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Izuru Kamukura
When I say that this man fits your type perfectly, I mean it. You were invited to Hope’s Peak as the Ultimate Swordswoman, which made sense. The only thing was that you were well-versed in every weapon, and your signature was a pair of whips instead of a sword. However, Izuru could wield them just as well, if not better. 
Now, you were his perfect opposite. You were very sensitive to your emotions, being way more in-touch with them than he was. You don’t get bored too easily, and you are rather happy and joyful despite being shy. He, on the other hand, was not a fan of emotions, as they tended to get messy. He tended to think about the negatives, being a cup-is-half-empty kind of person. He was not shy, nor was he soft-spoken… he was just a lone-wolf.
But, here you were, sitting behind him at lunch and braiding his hair into smaller braids. All of your classmates were purely amazed that Izuru was just allowing you to do it as you talked to him and did his ‘daily affirmations’. Truth be told, your gentle hands felt good in his hair, and he found himself relaxing in your arms. You were the only one who could make him temporarily forget the pain he has gone through to be here, but he’s grateful for it because he has you.
Izuru has what one would call a ‘sleeper build’. His muscles won’t show unless he flexes them. Your muscles work pretty much the same way, but you often use yours more. He makes it known that he doesn’t care that your muscle mass surpasses his and that the concept of femininity has been frayed since the beginning. This came up when he saw you refusing food for the nth time. Afterwards, he gave you a box of sakura mochi, and his heart melted at seeing you so happy.
You totally call him ‘honey’ or ‘sweetie’, and again, everyone is questioning how you are still alive. In your mind, though, you were already married. Despite there being a certain absence on your finger, you have already pictured up an image of you and Izuru growing old with each other (think Ellie and Carl from Up). 
For your pink hair, he kind of guessed that it was because of the pigment in the sakura mochi you loved so much. But he didn’t really care. You were eating something you liked, and that’s all that mattered. Plus, your hair was a pretty pink color that allowed Izuru to distinguish you in a crowd, which he definitely liked. You stood out like a pink highlighter, and that’s actually Izuru’s contact name for you in his phone. Don’t be offended, it’s affectionate.
Once, you came to school with a flower crown in hand. It had all sorts of daisies and dandelions, and you placed it on your boyfriend’s head. You then placed a kiss on his cheek before heading off to drop your stuff off at your locker. Throughout the day, Izuru could be seen wearing the flower crown, as he didn’t bother to take it off. Plus, he didn’t want to make you sad by taking it off, so it stayed on.
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heaven-s-black-box · 7 months
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Notes- Jealous Miyuki & Chris
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Recovery date: Feb 9th, 2022
Description: Oh yay! May I request then separate headcanons of what it would take to get Chris, and Miyuki jealous? With a fem or gender neutral reader if you need it. Thanks so much 🤍🎀
Notes: Recovered in conjunction with an anonymous researcher, we thank them for their contributions.
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Miyuki
Kuramochi 
Even though Mochi 100% supports your relationship, he goes out of his way to piss Miyuki off
He knows when to not though, if Miyuki's having a rough time he actually goes out of his way to keep the pitchers off his back so he can have time with you
Other than Mochi, I don't think he really gets jealous, just annoyed and even with Mochi it's more annoyance
Unless he sees someone he really, and I mean really, thinks is a better match for you
I mean, we saw how awful his first bit as captain was because he wasn't sure he was good enough (if I'm remembering right)
Now put those same feelings into a relationship where he knows you can walk out whenever
I could see that insecurity turning into jealousy, and he'd probably try and shut you out cause god knows that boy doesn't like to discuss his feelings
Chris
The team
Hear me out, I imagine that he was a bit jealous of the team right after his injury
I mean, you tell him to take his time and heal up and you visit him in the hospital while he's there but then he has to catch up with school and he has physio and it's a whole mess
So he's probably a bit jealous of how much time they get to spend with you
But I don't really see Chris getting jealous 
Oo! I just had a thought- Mochi totally dared Sawamura to ask you out/flirt with you in front of Chris
Of course Chris caught on quickly and just found it amusing 
"Y/N-SENPAI, I THINK YOU'RE REALLY COOL! PLEASE GO OUT WITH ME!" "Ah- sorry Sawamura-kun, but I already have a boyfriend." "WAH-HA?! BUT- BUT- KURAMOCHI-" " I must say Sawamura, it takes a lot of guts to ask someone out in front of their boyfriend," Miyuki said, approaching you three.
Mochi and the rest of the team are just dying while Sawamura apologizes to Chris and you
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nakachuchu · 1 year
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Autumn Memories | Gojo Satoru
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SYNOPSIS: You're still with him when the leaves have all fallen and died.
READER: female (gender neutral until the end)
WORDS: 1.1k
WRITTEN: 12/31/2022
NOTE: My request and event are open!
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Being in the presence of the Gojo Satoru wasn't an easy feat. If he was interested in you and made it known, then the Elders knew about you as well. If he wasn't interested in you and had no meaningful contact with you, then you weren't protected by him.
But one could say that never meeting Gojo Satoru was protection itself. The man was a walking death trap, and while he had never deliberately brought Death to the people he cared about, he teased the notion of it to everyone who got close to him.
Being in love with him was another matter. The first time you confessed to him was when the two of you were students at Jujutsu Tech. You were seventeen and confessed to him at the end of September, when the leaves had begun to orange and brown, and fall off the trees.
You decided to confess near the start of the school year, deciding that if things went well, you could date for the school year before he graduated. If things went wrong, then that would be it. You could stop pining and stop thinking about the "What if's."
You weren't in his little group of friends and you weren't as strong as him or his best friend, which made you inferior and insignificant to him. Your best friend and classmate would ask why you were in love with Gojo, but you would simply tell him it was a secret.
Yu Haibara was a gift from God. He was your best friend, and he didn't deserve to die. After his death, you took more chances in life. Your time was short, and as a sorcerer, it was even shorter.
As expected, Gojo rejected your confession. You didn't cry, but you did sigh in defeat. No matter the outcome, you still handed him the bag of green tea mochi you specifically made the other night for the confession.
"I expect you to enjoy it thoroughly after breaking my heart, Gojo-san," you had said to him.
It wasn't the response he was expecting, but he still smiled and shrugged before saying "Will do" and walking away from beneath the tree at the school.
Once you graduated from Jujutsu Tech, you disappeared from Japan. You only did overseas missions, and even had an apartment in Italy where you returned on the very few moments you had time to relax.
A decade after your confession, you returned to Japan at the orders of your boss because of The Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.
Autumn was beginning to end, and it was getting chillier in Japan. You didn't like the cold very much. You hadn't even thought about Gojo Satoru since graduating, and seeing him older and more chiseled was a nice sight for your eyes. It was a bit nostalgic, as well.
"L/N-san."
Your eyes flickered to the holder of the Six Eyes. "Gojo-san, it's been a while. How have you been?"
"Busy. You?"
"I'm getting by."
Once the battle started, there was no time for talking. Your mission was to destroy the demons and the people working with them.
Though it was autumn, your breaths came out frosted. Your fingertips were numb, tightening around your katana in order to ignore the cold.
"Yuki-Onna," you whispered.
The Snow Woman who was bound to your bloodline looked at you with black as night eyes. There wasn't an ounce of emotion on her perfect, beautiful face until you spoke again.
"Eat them all."
She smiled, baring her sharp teeth at you in glee before disappearing in a flurry of snow. She had gotten permission to rampage free on your enemies without being bound by a proximity spell.
"Y/N!"
You winced at Yaga's voice.
"Don't kill us too!"
"I'm not gonna," you muttered.
You survived the night without a single scratch on you, and Yuki-Onna was fed, feeling happy about her meals that night.
Geto Suguru was the culprit, and his best friend had dealt with him. You wished to offer your condolences to Gojo, but you knew he didn't care for the pity of a random person.
You attempted to flee back to Italy right after, but Yaga trapped you in Japan. You tried every excuse to leave, but he found ways out of every single one. Because you didn't have an apartment in Japan, you were given a room at Jujutsu Tech. It was nostalgic.
"This was his room."
You paused in unpacking your clothes and dropped the shirt you were holding back into your suitcase before turning around and standing up.
"Hello, Gojo-san."
His bandages had been taken off, and you could see his piercing blue eyes. It was a sight you rarely got to see.
"You're cold," he said as he walked closer.
You hadn't realized the temperature in your room significantly dropped. You cursed Yuki-Onna in your head for attempting to play matchmaker.
"I'm sorry. She does this sometimes. She thinks the cold will comfort me as it comforts her," you explained.
"I never saw her before."
"We never went on missions together," you said.
He nodded and reached out to touch your icy eyelashes. "I might start to think she's trying to kill you at this rate."
You offered him a soft, reassuring smile. "I might start to as well."
"The mochi was good,” he suddenly said.
He closed the gap between you and cupped your cheek with his hand before placing his lips onto your cold, frosty lips.
His lips and hand were warm, making your body eager for more. Yuki-Onna stopped the usage of her power, letting the room slowly return to its previous temperature.
“Do you want me to stay with you tonight?” you questioned.
Gojo wasn't the type of man who easily let his guard down or show pure, raw emotion, but for you, he would at least tell you the truth.
“Yes.”
The last autumn leaf in Japan had fallen off.
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It took you a long time to truly forgive him after he forced you to stay in Japan upon the arrival of Itadori Yuuji.
Being in the presence of the Gojo Satoru wasn't an easy feat. He did whatever he wanted to, whenever he wanted to, and that included stopping you from getting onboard many flights back to Italy.
“Satoru,” you said, annoyed as you walked around his apartment and unpacked your belongings from your suitcase.
“Yes, my sweet Y/N?”
“You're so annoying,” you grunted. “I can't believe I ever liked you. You're so frustrating.”
He smiled. “I know. Because you love me now. Isn't that cute?”
You rolled your eyes. “You can handle Sukuna. You know, there are other curses around the world, right?”
He ignored your complaint. “How am I supposed to survive without my wife?”
“That's not my — Wife?”
You turned around and saw he was holding a ring between his slender fingers. You could hear your heart beating against your rib cage as your eyes flickered between his eyes and the ring.
The first autumn leaf had turned red and fallen off the tree.
“Yes!”
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mondaymelon · 1 year
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white day 2023! ♡
(xiao, ayato, itto x gn!reader)
(a/n) a little something short for white day that i had to get out before 12 - :) seeing official xiao art has rejuvenated my soul
headcanon style!✩ enjoy ♡
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xiao ♡
he hasn't forgotten the gift you gave him a month ago.
it was just a small pouch of handmade chocolates, yet he was moved by the honesty of the present. he hadn't understood valentine's day, and he still doesn't, but from what he's heard from hu tao and zhongli, a month after february 14th comes white day, where he'll give you a gift himself.
at least, that was what the two of them suggested.
and he intended to follow that advice. remembering the warm, unusual but pleasant feeling that had arose through his body when you had handed him the sweets, smiling softly... he wanted to give you that feeling too. he wanted to make you as happy as you had made him, in that moment.
and xiao isn't a great cook, not by any means, but he tries his best to learn. with the help of several friends and the wangshu inn boss, verr goldet, he manages to make... a presentable gift. when he gives it a small taste test, it seems to be edible, at least, and still somewhat retains its intended heart shape. it's a little oddly colored, wobbly in some parts, but he's satisfied with it.
and so the day finally comes. he's prepared a speech, or more like a couple sentences, to say to you, if you're willing to hear it.
"love. i have something for you."
"oh, xiao! and you really don't have to-"
"you gave me a gift, so i have to return the favor." his face his flushed red from where he's hiding it with his gloved hand desperately, his other hand holding out the small wrapped pouch that he had spent hours on trying to tie on the perfect beaded ribbon. "h-here. take it."
you gingerly held the bag, as if it might disappear, then stared up at the red-faced man with eyes full of wonder. "this... this is for me?"
"d-don't get any wrong ideas. it was only because adepti... adepti honor the holidays of you mortals."
you laugh, a delightful sound that only causes the male to redden deeper.
"right."
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ayato ♡
there's a fact that's not known to many - and it's that commissioner kamisato ayato actually is quite fond of sweets.
it's something you learn with time as you gradually note how every time you visit the kamisato estate, ayato always has some form of chocolate, mochi, even candy, the kind that inazuman kids eat, in a little round dish on his desk.
so when feburary rolls around, you decide to gift ayato something. you're not exactly sure what, but it's going to be sweet. and what better fitting than some valentine's day chocolate? it takes a bit of work, though to be fair, you do know your way about the kitchen slightly better than the average person. not much of an advantage, but an advantage nonetheless.
and when the 14th comes and you present your finished treats to the azul-haired man himself, his reaction surprises you. with sparkling eyes, he gently takes the pouch from you, before glancing at you, then back at the gift.
"for me? really?"
"yep! hopefully you'll like it." you grin sheepishly. "this was my first time making this sort of thing, so if it doesn't taste great, just tell me. i can always try and make another batch, if that's what you want."
"don't worry, i'll like it."
and since then, for the past month, he's been thinking about that moment. he wants to pay you back, but not just that. he wants to let you know that he did appreciate it. all of it.
hence, he's come up with a solution - to gift you chocolates himself.
he's lucky that white day is quite the popular holiday in inazuma, otherwise he wouldn't have the excuse to pull it off. he contacts you beforehand, and you respond your agreement to meet up, completely oblivious.
"this. this is for you, sweet." he smiles softly while he says the name, placing the small gift in your outstretched palms. he takes note of every expression that flits across your face - confusion, then surprise, finishing off with a happy yet flustered gaze. he knew you too well, well enough to read your face like a book.
"me?" even as you ask it, you take the pouch and hold it tightly in your hands, eyes wide with the suddenness of it all.
"who else? of course i meant you, the most beautiful and kind person in the whole of teyvat."
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itto ♡
itto... is an interesting case.
you're fond of him, that much is true. and you're good friends with him also - the two of you are close. yet why does he always... try to impress you?
at first its almost unnoticeable. he reports to you about his wins and mutters his losses at the end of each day, where you're nodding along, already half asleep.
but after you give him some homemade chocolates for valentine's, that behavior had spiked. whenever you saw him, which was often, he would only recount to you about how he had beaten this one child and how he won this and that and how kuki had made him return whatever he had taken as his victory spoils... it wasn't annoying, per say, but you did wish to know why he was doing all of this.
itto just wants to impress you, is all.
he's been wanting to pay you back after you gifted him those chocolates on valentine's, but he just hasn't found the right thing! - until now. itto isn't a man who really follow schedules, a calendar, or reason, but he does somehow know that white day is coming up, a holiday that was sort of like reverse valentine's. and that meant he could finally pay that debt.
"hey hey! you free this afternoon?" itto inquires of you in the morning, while you just stare at him, groggy-eyed and still off floating somewhere in sleep mode.
"huh? yeah... i'm free." you yawn, an action that makes itto inexplicably happy.
"then let's meet at the back of shimura's after he closes up, okay? you got that? don't forget!" with that, he runs off, sending you a little wave on the way out, a silly grin stretching across his face.
when the sun finally reaches its peak in the sky, itto is restless. it's a feeling he doesn't experience often, partly because how his life works and partly because of his behavior. he's usually carefree in just about anything, so really, this is a first.
and you do show up. just the thought itself brings a smile onto the white-haired man's face as he coughs into his hand before bringing out the bouquet of wildflowers that he picked for you off the shores and islands of inazuma, along with more than a several brightly colored sweet treats.
"this is a thank you!" itto grinned, shoving the things into your arms, crimson eyes sparkling.
"i-i can't accept this much-!"
"no wayyyy! psh, c'mon. do it for me?" the oni makes a pouty face, staring at you with his pitiful expression.
"fine. ...thank you." in the sunlit area, you're surprised yet flushed expression is as sweet as the candy he's just given you.
"haha, happy white day!"
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i-just-like-goats · 2 years
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Ranpo x Reader Fluff
Summary: a gift always finds its way on your desk.
Warnings: none that I can think of. idk Ranpo’s a bit ooc but I’d like to think he’s a bit clueless when it comes to his own love life
WC: 0.8k
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You stared at the singular mochi on your desk. It was the fifth sweet this week. Without fail, something sweet would find itself on your desk every morning.
“Morning.” A tired Atsushi walked into the office with a yawn.
“Tired?”
“Extremely,”
“Coffee’s on your desk,”
“You’re a lifesaver,”
You nodded at him as others walked into the office. The mochi sat in your desk drawer to be consumed later in the day. 
“Hey Ranpo. Mind if I sit with you for lunch?”
“Not at all, go ahead,”
Truth be told, you just wanted to spend some time with the man you admired. With such a smart head, charming personality and kind spirit, how could you not fall for his many attractions? You sat down next to him with a smile but frowned once you saw his lunch.
“Sweets and snacks for lunch? Really?”
“It’s not often, I do eat proper food for lunch normally. It’s just, I was too distracted to make myself lunch,”
Ranpo may have omitted the fact that he didn’t have time in the morning to make lunch because he was too busy contemplating what sweet to get you. It was a hard decision too. Mochi or dango? Both were very excellent treats, it was too hard to choose.
“Just make sure you bring a proper lunch tomorrow. For today, you’re lucky that I have a spare,”
You may have omitted the fact that you purposely made an extra lunch to give to him. Lucky for you, he didn’t have one, which allowed you to escape any awkwardness. A perfect opportunity presented itself and you took advantage of it.
“Thank you,” he said with a grateful smile.
The two of you continued to eat in a comfortable silence. You took the mochi out of your pocket and looked at it with a small smile.
“Would you like to split it with me?” You offered.
“Oh, thank you for the offer, but I have plenty.” Ranpo held up a box of the same mochi you were holding in your hand.
“Alright,”
You opened the packet ready to eat it but stopped. You looked at Ranpo. He turned his head to look back at you with a slightly raised eyebrow.
“Is the mochi from you?”
The sudden question made Ranpo’s eyes widen and a few droplets of sweat formed on his face.
“Yes.” He hung his head in shame as though he were admitting his guilt to a heinous crime.
“Oh, thank you,”
To Ranpo’s surprise, you happily took a bite out of the mochi.
“It’s delicious,” you praised.
“How?”
“I don’t know. You bought it,”
“No, I mean, how do you not have any questions for me? You’re just going to accept it?”
“You looked nervous when I asked about it, so I decided to not go further. Besides, I would feel guilty and end up revealing something else in return,”
“Thank you,”
“It’s no problem,”
The following day, another sweet found its way on your desk. You smiled. 
That same day, a full lunch box found its way on Ranpo’s desk. He smiled.
“Thank you!” You shouted across the office simultaneously.
And the same happened over the next few days. It became a routine for the both of you. Today was slightly different, Ranpo was sitting at your desk.
“I hope I’m not intruding,”
“Not at all,”
You sat next to him and both of you ate.
“You’re a really good cook,”
“Thank you. I really enjoy seeing and eating the sweet treats you leave for me,”
“It’s no problem,”
The two of you settled back into the comforting silence that you were both accustomed to.
“You know, I didn’t ‘accidentally’ make another lunch that day,”
Ranpo tilted his head.
“I made it because I wanted to give something to you. I admire you so much as a colleague,”
“Is that it?”
Ranpo’s confused face turned into one of panic when you looked taken aback.
“Sorry sorry. I was just expecting something more, but that’s just me being hopeful. The reason that I give only you sweet things every morning is because I admire you too. Just. In a different way,”
“Oh thank goodness. I didn’t want to insinuate anything without knowing your feelings. That makes this slightly easier. Ranpo, I like you romantically,”
“I like you in a romantic way as well. Would you like to go on a date tonight?”
“I would love to. Let’s take a break from my cooking shall we?”
“Yes. Wait no, I love your cooking, but you should take a break,”
You giggled as he fumbled over his words. Being bold, you pecked his cheek and continued eating as though nothing happened. Ranpo’s heart beat faster and his ears were redder than before. He did nothing but smile happily at his food. You were in the same state as him. Just two happy fools with feelings that would turn into love.
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cottoncandy-cult · 9 months
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Chibi! Misaki Yata X Reader
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(Y/n) hummed softly from her spot on the couch, she was in the HOMRA bar waiting for her big brother and the other clansmen to return from their "walk". She decided to stay back at the bar, knowing well just how out of hand these "walks" could get. Little did she realize that today she would learn, she just didn't know the half of it. Not a half hour later she heard the jingle of the doors bell, everyone began filing in. Many had sheepish looks, that was when she noticed that the fire ball that was her boyfriend wasn't there. She also noticed that Mikoto, her king, had a cat carrier. Now she never thought of Mikoto as a pet person, but he was somewhat similar to a cat, so she figured he wanted a nap buddy.
That was until the cat carrier was set in front of her, she raised an eyebrow when she saw her king take a step back from the corner of her eye. The soft growling from within drew her attention, upon peeking inside she was greeted with the sight of a 6in tall Misaki Yata. Now this gave her a mix of conflicting feelings; on one side she was concerned with a million questions swirling in her head, on the other he was so adorable she just wanted to cuddle him. She turned her head and looked at her king, while the others seemed a little afraid, he was stoic as ever. "Mr. Mikoto... What is this?" She was hoping to hear that it was a prank, that it's some weird hologram or something. She watched the king take his time as he removed a cigarette from the pack he fished from his pocket, lighting it with his fire before he focused on her. "It's Yata." He stated it so matter of factly that she felt her eye twitch, she couldn't figure out if he was doing this on purpose or not. "I can see that, why is he little... And in a cat carrier?"
Mikoto took a slow draw from his cigarette, letting out a sigh. "He wasn't paying attention and bumped into some kid, he popped off and the kid gave him this dirty look before there was a puff of smoke. The kid ran off and when the smoke cleared well... There he was." She nodded her head and sighed, she warned Yata that he'd get in trouble if he let his attitude get the better of him. She rubbed her forehead before looking back into the kitty crate, before glancing at her king. "Ok but why is he in a crate?..." Kusanagi spoke up next, Mikoto meanwhile made his way to his usual couch to lay down and Anna wasted no time curling up at his side.
"Well... He bit Chitose, he tried to set Kamamoto on fire, and kept hitting Bando in the shin with his bat... Which had also been shrunk by the strain. The only way he'd calm down is if Mikoto set down beside him, but even then he kept growling a everyone. It was Dewa's idea to get his cat Mochi's carrier so that we could get Yata back here." Another sigh escaped her, when she looked back to the carrier she noticed Yata was sitting infront of the door. He watched her with big chocolate colored orbs, a blush on his cheeks. (Y/n) could only smile as she poked her finger through one of the little squares, everyone tensed up but were surprised by her giggles as Yata hugged her finger. She wasted no time opening the cage, watching him slowly walk out. He had looked around a little before looking up at her and reaching out, this brought a loving smile to (Y/n)'s face as she gently picked him up in one hand. She leaned him against her chest as one would a kitten, lightly running her finger over his back and watching him relax into her soft skin.
"Heh maybe we should have called you instead, it makes sense he'd let you hold him. You two have been dating a while." This had been Erik speaking up, he had kept his voice down though to not disturb the little cherry bomb. (Y/n) had giggled a bit, nodding her head. "I'll take care of him from here guys, I think we'll go to one of the spare rooms upstairs and take a nap." Kusanagi had chuckled as everyone dispersed to get comfortable, he himself went to his place behind the bar. "I got a new bed for the room at the very back, why don't you use that one and tell me how it is later." (Y/n) had nodded, moving to stand as she gently held the Chibi Yata. He was in fact awake, simply watching what all happened around them. "Will do, thanks Mr.Kusanagi."
With that out of her way (Y/n) carried the little bean upstairs, the whole way he watched her closely. He was like a kitten curious of it's new owner, his little hand reaching out and carefully touching her chin. This earned him a grin and a kiss to the head, he blushed darkly but did nothing more than watch her with his big soft chocolate gaze.  Before she knew it she was at the room, she slowly opened the door, and a sigh of relaxation left her when she made it to the bed. She sat on the edge and lied back, closing her eyes as Yata moved to make himself and comfortable on her tummy. (Y/N) felt instant relaxation, the bed had been beyond comfortable and the warm little mass that was Yata helped to lull her into sleep.
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(Y/N) awoke a few hours later when she couldn't move, a heavy weight held her in place. She stared groggily at the ceiling; it took a few minutes for her vision to clear. When it did, she gazed down and was met with Yata, only he wasn't a chibi anymore, but he did have his head buried in her chest and his hands certainly weren't on your hips. A deep blush struck her, but even still she stayed calm. This was the most peaceful she'd seen him in a while, he was usually a wild sleeper. A gentle smile graced her face, she reached up carefully and removed his beanie before placing it to the side. Her fingers gently ran through his hair, enjoying the soft texture.
After a few moments she felt him shift and she stopped moving, she could make out his chocolate-colored orbs thanks to the moonlight filtering through the window. He looked into her eyes a moment, though he suddenly seemed to realize their position before he jumped up to quick and fell on the floor. Of course (Y/n) laughed a bit before she sat up, even though they had been together a while he still got flustered with anything that could be considered perverse. "You ok Yata?" She spoke softly since it was a little late, Yata had sat up quickly as he now sat on the floor. His head was turned to the side as he tried to hide his blush, though she knew full well it was there. "Y-yeah.... Sorry about... Ya know..." His voice grew softer the more embarrassed he got, but hearing her laughter made him smile a bit as he relaxed. She would always be his biggest weak spot, so knowing he made her happy made him truly ecstatic. He may be a wildfire, but she was quickly becoming his oxygen.
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poe-tat · 3 months
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Panini tears
Sush
Summary:
Akutagawa and Atsushi is older, Dazai and Chuuya is no longer with them. They decided to make family recipes and one makes Akutagawa cry.
The Story:
While waiting for Akutagawa to come home from his work at the Mafia. Atsushi was looking in the kitchen library where they kept cook books he finds a cookbook with a combination of Japanese and French words on the cover.
He recognized it as the cookbook Chuuya gave them in his will for Akutagawa. Trusting that Akutagawa will do the recipes justice. While looking though he sees a cookbook given to him by Kouyou for when she comes over.
He takes the cookbooks into the living room and gives them a read. When Akutagawa comes home Atsushi finished reading both cookbooks twice and is finishing up the second read of the cookbook from Chuuya.
Akutagawa looks at his husband confusedly "what you got there, Jinko? Why do you have my mom's cookbook?" He asked Atsushi looks up "Chuuya is your dad not mom?" Atsushi said confused "same thing why do you have it?" Says Akutagawa "it's not- fine I wanted to try some recipes from your life that Chuuya made for you in return of you trying recipes from my life that Yosano and Kouyou made me...?" Said Atsushi Akutagawa smiles "of course Sushi" he says taking the cookbook from Atsushi and going to the kitchen
Atsushi follows like a toddler getting a treat for good behavior. Akutagawa looks through "choose one" he says. Atsushi nods and after looking through the ones he already tried because Chuuya already made them for him when he got to the back there was a note
'Make atsushi the following dishes'
All but one were crossed off
Panini
Atsushi looks at the note confused then looks up at Akutagawa "your mom wanted to make me a Panini?" He asked Akutagawa nodded "he had the plan too, in fact he was going to but was admitted to the hospital on the account of an emergency" he said Atsushi not wanting to bring back memories of Akutagawa watching Chuuya slowly die in the hospital did not press on "do you know how to make them?" Atsushi asked Akutagawa smiles "what kind of son would I be if I did not remember the recipe from watching it happen on front of me every time it was being made?" Akutagawa snorts Atsushi starts to giggle "a very forgetful one" Atsushi says "Jinko that was a rhetorical question-" akutagawa laughs "Atsushi smiles at the laughing Akutagawa "well can you make me one?" He asked Akutagawa looks at Atsushi "I mean I could try... Not sure if it will taste as good as the masters" he says "that doesn't matter" Atsushi said and Akutagawa only nods before getting the materials and ingredients he needed
Akutagawa made enough for him and Atsushi. Akutagawa waited for Atsushi to try his and watch his eyes glow with enjoyment. "I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS IS WHAT I WAS MISSING!" Atsushi screams in excitement a little too loudly Akutagawa onlys smiles before taking a bite out his only to put his down and start crying.
Atsushi never in his life never seen Akutagawa cry before only when his parents died and now. Panicked he says "are you alright?!" He says "it tastes just like père made it" akutagawa chokes out of tears Atsushi knows akutagawa only calls Chuuya père when he's crying "are you sad or is this happy tears?" He asked "a mixture of both" Akutagawa sniffles a wiping his tears away then says "thanks atsushi... It made me really happy" akutagawa says "no problem... Hey wanna try my comfort food? You've probably had it before but it's mochi" he says "mochi?" Akutagawa asked Atsushi gasps "you've never had mochi?!" Atsushi asked Akutagawa thinks about it "well.... Not homemade because Dad didn't cook and Père never liked making it" akutagawa confesses
Atsushi smiles brightly "well today is the day you try it homemade!!" He says and Akutagawa smiles at his husbands happiness.
Of course because Atsushi's cooking skills are just about equivalent to Dazai's, Akutagawa had to make the mochi himself. He learns why Chuuya didn't want to make it all the time but at the same time did really understand it.
They both learn it's really good when Akutagawa made it. And Akutagawa learns he could make anything if he tried hard enough lol
Notes:
Dude I just wanted to make the emo cry after eating a Panini-
Leave me alone okay?!
Also if you can't tell
Atsushi's parents: Kouyou and Yosano
Akutagawa's parents: Soukoku
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