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itadore-you · 7 days
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oh shit, it's 3/21/23, 32123, palindrome day
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itadore-you · 20 days
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tell me about why you chose that au and anything about it in the reblogs/comments too, if you want, i love seeing people talk about their selfships!!
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itadore-you · 24 days
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It's almost 2am and I overshare past midnight lol
I'm going to ramble about my irl crushes now
OK so remember the rlly hot college crush I was paired with for placement?? Yeh um so I found out around December that he has a girlfriend so I moved on.
I do not wish to jinx current crush but here is a summary - I'd always see him around campus (bc he also does med ) and think to myself mmmm he has such nice curly hair I like him. but we'd never talk ?? Then over time we had way too many mutual friends and we got close from January to March
Ngdhshssjdjs I've always loved a friends-to-lovers storyline but I think if I tried anything it would make the friend group dynamics so awkward
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itadore-you · 25 days
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ALONE || SATORU G.
♡ — SUMMARY: Yuji goes to Satoru for relationship advice, not knowing that the only love his teacher has ever known has been lost forever.
♡ — CONTENT: angst, mentions of reader’s death/dying during childbirth.
♡ — WC: 1.1k
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“Are you busy?”
Yuji’s worrisome voice caught Satoru’s attention. The white-haired man, who sat on an outdoor bench, lost in thought, curiously looked up at the teenager standing in front of him.
“Hm?” Satoru paused. “Nope, I’m not busy at all. Something wrong?”
When Yuji didn’t answer immediately — his brown eyes glaring at the concrete ground as a telltale sign that something was bothering him — Satoru nodded at the empty spot on the bench, inviting him to sit.
Without hesitation, Yuji sat down and slumped over.
“I’m having girl problems.”
“Oh?” Satoru raised his eyebrows. “Do you need pads or-”
“Hey! Not like that,” with a frown, Yuji buried his face in his hands, the tips of his ears turning red from utter embarrassment.
Coming to his teacher for advice in general was humiliating enough for him, but he couldn’t imagine that anyone else would have been able to help him out.
Satoru was one of the very few people he knew who seemed to think about life outside of being a jujutsu sorcerer and could potentially offer him some advice.
“There’s a girl I’m interested in. I really like her, ya know? But I’m not sure how I should ask her out. I wanted to go see Human Earthworm 3 with her, but Nobara said that most girls aren’t into stuff like that. But if I ask her to see a chick flick, then what if she gets mad at me for assuming she’d wanna see that stuff because she’s a girl? But if I ask her to pick a movie, then it might seem like I’m putting pressure on her to make all the important decisions because I don’t care enough or something. What should I do?”
Satoru smiled softly. Looking at his dear student was like looking at his own reflection. Years ago, he too was a teenager, frustrated and flustered over a girl.
“Well, there are a bunch of movies that aren’t chick flicks or creepy films that you could take her to see. You could suggest three films and have her pick one. That way, it shows that you care, but you don’t make the mistake of assuming what she’d like. Also, I’d recommend going to dinner after the movie instead of before, that way you both have something to talk about.”
Yuji glanced up at his blindfolded teacher and blinked, taking in the valuable advice.
“Right! Good idea!” Breaking out into a smile, Yuji said, “I knew I made the right decision by asking you!”
“You sure did. I’m an expert, you know.”
Yuji laughed softly. Suddenly, the upturned corners of his mouth slowly fell into a frown, and his eyebrows furrowed as a thought crossed his mind.
“Hey,” Yuji turned his head to face Satoru, his eyes squinting from the afternoon sunlight. “You’re not really an expert, are you? I’ve never seen you with anyone before. Are you in a secret relationship or something? What goin’ on?”
A gentle, sad smile graced Satoru’s face, his voice soft and tender as he spoke. “Nope, I’m all alone.”
“Oh.” Yuji dropped his gaze to his red shoes. “Wait a minute, what about that one lady you went to go see?”
“What lady?”
“Uh . . .” Scratching his cheek awkwardly, the teenager mumbled, “I kinda overheard you telling Nanamin that you were gonna buy flowers on your way to see . . . uh . . . I think her name was Y/N. That was about a week ago. What about her?”
Typically, Satoru wasn’t the sort of person to find himself at a loss for words. But, right now, his mind, body, and soul seemed to have disconnected, caused by a broken spirit.
He was quiet only for a moment, but it was long enough for Yuji to innocently look up at him with great concern.
A lump formed in Satoru’s throat, but he spoke anyway.
If there was one thing he excelled at, it was being able to function through his pain. He had years of experience with that sort of thing.
“You misunderstood. That’s what you get for eavesdropping,” Satoru suddenly removed his blindfold, ignoring the ache in his head when he did so. He brought the soft black fabric to his lips, and gently kissed it. You had given it to him. “Y/N was someone I was in love with. I met her when I was around your age. She died five years ago, and I was getting flowers before heading to her grave.”
“Oh man, that sucks. I’m really sorry,” A flash of guilt washed over Yuji’s innocent face. “I didn’t mean to-“
“It’s fine,” Satoru interrupted, locking eyes with his student. “It’s not like it’s a big secret or anything.”
The soft buzz of insects bouncing around in the nearby grass filled the silence as the sky darkened, the sun kissing the world goodbye. Satoru’s eyes flickered down to Yuji’s fidgeting hands, his fingers toying with the sleeve of his hoodie as he stared at the ground.
“What’s wrong?” Satoru questioned. He knew his student all too well and could tell that the younger boy was biting his tongue, quite both figuratively and literally.
“I was just wondering . . . how did she die? If that’s an okay thing to ask. You don’t gotta tell me if you don’t wanna. But I won’t lie, I’m curious, ya know?”
Satoru hummed, thinking about how death was a peculiar topic that the kind sorcerer was wholesomely interested in.
“Childbirth.”
“What?” Yuji’s spikey strands of hair shifted as he whipped his head in Satoru’s direction, eyes widening. “Seriously? That’s . . . I thought . . .”
“You thought she might have died in battle?” Satoru placed his blindfold back on, not to ease his aching eyes, but so Yuji wouldn’t see the tears starting to brim in his reddened waterline. “Sometimes we forget that sorcerers can die in other situations as well, don’t we?”
“Yeah.” Yuji didn’t know if it was okay to ask another question or not. Satoru spoke with misery coating his words. But curiosity was a thirst that couldn’t be easily quenched. “What was she like?”
A heartbroken smile graced Satoru’s face.
“Well, she was shyer than most. Kind. A good person. It was pretty funny, because she could kill curses and take down enemies, but she was always too nervous to ask for oat milk instead of whole milk in her lattes whenever we’d go to a local coffee shop. And she was lactose intolerant too, but still wouldn’t ask. She was a hugger, but really only towards me. Couldn’t stand pollen. Loved watching TV and reading short romance stories about fictional characters. She was so . . . I loved her more than I can express with words.” Satoru had to clear his throat. “I wish I could say she died peacefully, but she looked scared. Died right in front of me . . . trying to deliver my kid.”
Satoru thought about your teary, bloodshot eyes, shining with fear as you held on to him while lying helplessly in a hospital bed.
He was stroking your hair, telling you that everything would be okay when the light left your gaze, and suddenly, you were nothing more than a corpse.
Yuji was silent, but Satoru knew what his next question would have been: did the child survive?
“My kid didn’t make it either.”
“I’m sorry,” Yuji mumbled. “I wish I could fix it. I wish there was something I could do. But . . . I hope you find love again someday.”
“I don’t.” As Satoru spoke, a single tear fell. “If it’s not with her, I don’t want it. I’d rather be alone.”
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itadore-you · 25 days
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I want to give Yuuji his first ever Handjob. He's so sensitive and vocal. Little groans and heavy breathing as his head rests in the crook of your neck and it doesn't even need long until his cum leaks onto your hand. He will beg you to stroke him just a little longer until it's almost too much to take.
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itadore-you · 25 days
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yuuji’s all golden retriever boyfriend, cute and sweet—the ultimate boy-next-door. he brings home little things that made him think of you: flowers, a couple of pastries, maybe with one of those cheesy punny cards that go ‘you’re all i knead’.
it’s wholesome until he catches you off guard with a response spoken so casually to your chuckle of ‘good on her’ when your neighbour’s moans can be heard from your living room—
he says, bright eyes and arm still wrapped to cuddle you, “Don’t worry, I’ll make you scream too.”
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itadore-you · 26 days
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there's only 12 options y'all sorry
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itadore-you · 27 days
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happy religious holiday I'm thinking about being bred by monsters
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itadore-you · 29 days
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it all makes sense to me now <3
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itadore-you · 29 days
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i have to write i have to write i have to write aaaaaaahhh
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itadore-you · 29 days
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baby daddy yuuji counting the fingers n toes of your daughter before bed every night save me save me
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itadore-you · 29 days
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Studying with Geto (part 2)❣️
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itadore-you · 1 month
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pairing: nanami kento x fem!reader c/w: implied smut, not canon events but it should be w/c: only 600 words today sorry <3
The way how Nanami tears off his clothes when he gets home: his tie already loosened the second he gets in the car; the dents at the back of his stiff, expensive oxford shoes because he can't be bothered to take them off properly; the trail of clothes left along the hallway as he finally reaches you. You've been waiting for so long for him to come back home, to be in your arms again. All those hours spent in a dull trance, wary and anxious that he's been badly injured from this mission.
The second that the hallway lights spill from underneath the door, you stand up giddily, knowing that he's back.
'My love...' Nanami says breathlessly, the chill from outside still burning on his cheeks. You rush into his arms, relaxing at his touch.
'Thank god you're back, Kento, I missed you so much.'
'I know, honey. I missed you too.'
You help him to unbutton his shirt, knowing how much he hates being in his work clothes. Nanami is eager to kiss you the moment it drops to the ground, hands circling your waist to bring you in closely.
'I quit today. It's all over now,' He pants between your kisses. 'You don't need to worry anymore.'
'What? What's over?" You're praying hard between each second you hold your breath, the day has finally come -
'I quit the job. No more fighting, and no more curses. Today was the last day.'
With his words, you can almost feel how each and every fibre of muscle in his body finally relaxes, how something comes back to life in his eyes again when he looks at you. Something about loving someone so deeply has imprinted on your soul, to a point where you start to think that maybe you become your other half somewhere along the way. Maybe emotions aren't all for one to bear - when one's away, you can still feel the other's suffering.
'When Nanami's happy, you're happy' is an understatement. The two of you are euphoric as you hold each other; Kento sweeps you off your feet as he's unable to contain his joy.
"I might have to burn these clothes forever. I never want to see them again," He sighs after eventually setting you down.
"I know it'd remind you of the past, but Ken," You watch as he kicks the shirt, tie and harness to the side - "I do always love seeing you in a nice suit and tie."
He raises an eyebrow in response, making you giggle. "I'll just have to find a new signature colour for you, won't I?"
"I'd love that, Kento..."
"Come, let me show you how much I love you."
With one swift motion, he's got you in the closest room possible, making sure that the surface he pins you against isn't too uncomfortable - it's a little indecent that he could barely keep his hands off of you in the hallway, but with the way how you look tonight (it's simply the radiance that happiness gives you), he can't help himself. Kento Nanami is a lost man until you give him purpose.
Just as he nips at your neck, he pulls away, blond hair falling into his eyes. "I apologise for coming on so quickly, I just-"
"No need to ask Kento, I want you right now."
He nods, pressing a fervent kiss to your lips, almost shaking when he eventually pulls away. "Mhm?"
"And I'd want you again. And again. It can all be tonight or tomorrow, whenever," You pant between kisses. "We have all the time in the world."
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Death comes to many too often, and even the life of a regular person can be cut short in an instant. Smaller threats outside of jujutsu sorcery still exist. But what's the point in thinking about that? In comparison to Nanami's previous daily life, it feels like nothing can harm him now.
Maybe, just maybe, both of you can grow old together, like this.
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itadore-you · 1 month
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Pause I forgot to post it lol I'll be back
WHERES MY NANAMI DRAFT *metaphorical pen flies to my hand like thors hammer* IM READY TO WRITE
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itadore-you · 1 month
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vent lol
Tears in my eyes I have to revise all of semester 1 & 2 content over the next 10 weeks alongside 7 weeks of content we haven't learnt yet I haven't been this stressed since last year trying to get into this dumbass course I'm so mad at myself because I don't even know what I was doing this semester 🫤🫤🫤 I wish I wrote more bc now I genuinely don't have the time
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itadore-you · 1 month
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public announcement: CANNOT STOP SMILING, IT IS YUUJIS BIRTHDAY 💗💕💝🎂🎁
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itadore-you · 1 month
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WHERES MY NANAMI DRAFT *metaphorical pen flies to my hand like thors hammer* IM READY TO WRITE
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