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magewritesstories · 2 days
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my heart cant handle suga looking at me like thatttt (and my brain cant handle the fic ideas popping up in my head)
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senpai 🌸
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magewritesstories · 4 days
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y'all, cute ass baby megumi and toji fanart keeps popping up on my feed so now I need mom!reader x toji fanfictions. please if you have any recs send them to me I will be eternally grateful 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽 ───MAGE
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magewritesstories · 4 days
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magewritesstories · 6 days
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i have an important question y'all
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magewritesstories · 7 days
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ahahhaha so funny story guys, apparently the toggle for you guys sending in asks was switched off (I don't remember doing that but oh well) but I've turned it back on again. You should be able to send in asks, please do I love answering them. Please feel free to ask for any of the fandoms I'm currently answering asks for (see: masterlist) but I'm having major bnha and jjk brain rot rn. so yeah send in requests ! ───MAGE
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magewritesstories · 7 days
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Utahime really is Gojo's biggest hater and I'm so here for it lmaooo. also look at my baby yuuta (I love any panels with him in it) ───MAGE
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magewritesstories · 9 days
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❝It's not that he can't lie, it's that the idea of lying doesn't occur to him.❞ —Megumi Fushiguro about Yuji Itadori
helppp why is he so baby??? and such a green flag?? also this is funny considering the next fight yuji has is against higurama who is a literal lawyer
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magewritesstories · 10 days
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nishinoya is me studying for my chem supplementary exam when i'd rather be writing my lil stories. why are lewis structures so damn hard T^T..... ───MAGE
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magewritesstories · 11 days
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[ ʏᴜᴛᴀ ᴏᴋᴋᴏᴛꜱᴜ ] ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ, ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ, ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ ʙᴏʏ
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summary: yuta is jealous of his replacement—your stuffed animal cw: fluff, established relationship, comical jealousy note: i had to write something for my fav anxious boy word count: 652 jujutsu kaisen masterlist // main masterlist
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YUTA OKKOTSU NEVER HAD ANYTHING AGAINST DINOSAURS UNTIL TODAY.
Sure, they were cool in the weird way you would find deep sea creatures cool, but he didn't have a particularly strong opinion about them.
Until today.
In all honesty, it's a trap of his own making. He was the one that had won you that plushie at the night festival after all, but that didn't make it any less annoying.
Yuta had come back from his latest way-too-long way-too-far overseas mission and had been dead tired. So, when you suggested to simply cuddle as he caught up to some much-needed rest, the black-haired boy happily agreed.
Except he was wide awake right now, and all your attention and affection seemed to be directed towards the dark green dinosaur plushie in your arms instead of him.
The two of you were about as physically close as you could get—your back against his chest, legs tangled together, and his face buried in the crook of your neck, with one arm lazily thrown over your waist.
And it still wasn't enough.
You were leisurely scrolling through your phone, the sound muted to make sure it didn't disturb Yuta (a nice sentiment even if he wasn't actually sleeping), and your free arm wrapped around the stuffed animal.
You'd grown pretty fond of it, jokingly naming him Yuta Jr. with the thought that he was supposed to be your boyfriend's replacement as he went on overseas missions that he got assigned more often than either of you liked.
Yuta knew this. In fact, he'd laughed as he felt his ears go red when you'd hugged the animal to your chest and claimed it was your child.
He'd seen the dinosaur in the background of your many, many video calls and selfies.
Back then he thought it was endearing. Back then he was happy that you kept something that reminded you of him so close.
Now he just wanted to chuck the thing across the room.
Maybe even throw it away if he could formulate a plan where you didn't notice its absence.
Now, Yuta isn't stupid, he knows that being jealous of a stuffed animal of all things is childish but that logic doesn't seem to quell the annoyed feeling in his chest.
He's been trying to find a way to get rid of the damned thing for twenty minutes.
Yes, he has been pretending to sleep for twenty minutes now. It's pathetic—he's all too well aware of the fact—but it just gives him even more reason to be discreet about his jealousy.
How was he supposed to look you in the eye and tell you he was jealous of a stuffed animal (that he'd won for you) when the two of you had spent months apart without concern?
Eventually, he just lifts his head, midnight black locks brushing against your face. "What're you watching?"
You turn slightly, placing a quick peck on his cheek. "Tik Tok," You reply plainly, "You done sleeping?"
Yuta lets out a soft hum, burying his face in the crook of your neck again, this time to place soft kisses on the sensitive skin.
You let out a quiet giggle at the feeling, turning a little towards him. The boy grins against your skin, turning you until you're completely under him.
He grins at his small victory, prying the plushie out of your arms and letting his entire body weight on top of you.
You laugh at the way the tiny dinosaur goes flying across your dorm.
"Much better," Yuta mumbles, burying his face in your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist.
You raise a brow at the slightly annoyed tone in your boyfriend's voice, an amused smile making its way onto your face.
"Yuta?" You only get a hum in response, "Were you jealous of the plushie?"
A beat of silence. "No..."
Another small silence, then a sigh. "...Yes."
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magewritesstories · 12 days
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Yuji: *holding a mountain of Nobara's shopping bags* Y/N: *holds out hand to offer help* Yuji: *agressivly shoves all bags on one hand to hold Y/N's hand* Y/N: that's not what i— nevermind
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magewritesstories · 12 days
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Y/N and Panda: *watching maki kick yuuta's ass* Y/N: *sigh* Maki's so pretty Panda: it's okay, Y/N, you're pretty too Y/N: i'm not jealous, Panda, i'm gay
bonus: Panda a little later: soooo, maki, you prefer big or small boobs?
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magewritesstories · 12 days
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realest thing i've seen all week ngl ───MAGE
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magewritesstories · 12 days
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[ ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ ] ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ'ꜱ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʜɪᴛ ᴏɴ!
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summary; based on that one juju stroll where megumi's gicing a girl directions and yuji, nobara and gojo decide to be menaces (like always) tw; none, just some cute fluff note; thought this would be cute bc the juju stroll popped into my head today word count; 505 ('s a tiny blurb, but i might write a part ii) jujutsu kaisen masterlist // main masterlist
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YOU WATCH IN CONFUSION AS THE THREE STRANGERS FIGHT OVER YOUR MIDDLE-SCHOOL CLASSMATE.
You don't know how you ended up in this situation—just that you were out shopping with a few friends and saw one of your old classmates and thought that the polite thing to do would be to say hi.
(definitely didn't walk up to him because you had the biggest crush on him back in middle school, nooo definitely not that.)
You'd been standing in front of the fancy glass showcase of the local coffee shop, trying to pick between two flavours of fudge cake when you saw a familiar bob of spiky blue hair.
Just a few feet away from you stood Megumi Fushiguro—the ex-middle-school bad boy and also your first-ever crush. Typical? Maybe, but in your defence, you were a big YA romance fan back then.
He was absentmindedly scrolling through his phone as he waited for his order. Probably black coffee, you thought to yourself.
Now, you don't what on God's green earth possessed you when you walked up to him, but something did.
"Fushiguro?" You called out, taking a few steps towards him, "Megumi Fushiguro, right?"
The boy in question looked up in confusion, before pointing at himself.
And then you realised he probably didn't remember you.
"Uhm, I'm L/N Y/N," You continued as you came to a halt in front of him, "We went to the same middle school?"
His dark blue eyes widened in realisation—he's still as pretty as he used to be—and he nodded. "I remember, we were in the same chemistry class."
"Yeah, it's been a while," You reply with a smile, "I thought I'd say hi and—"
Before you can finish your sentence a boy around your age with spiky pink hair and indentical scars under his eyes throws his arms around Megumi, blubbering something through teary eyes.
Your ex-classmate manages to pry the pink-haired boy off of him, but before he can say anything a girl with auburn hair walks over to you three, shouting something.
And soon enough an older-looking man with white hair—who you recognize as Megumi's older brother (at least that's what everyone thought he was) because he'd been to your school once after one of Megumi's fights—was added to the mix.
Which is how you landed in this situation.
You watched the three strangers fight over Megumi, who buried his face in the collar of his clothes growing redder by the second. Whether it was out of embarrassment or anger you didn't know.
"Uhm..." You looked around before quickly grabbing a napkin and jotting down your number.
Again, what on God's green earth possessed you at that moment to give you that much confidence? No clue.
"Here, text me when you've sorted out—" You vaguely gestured towards the three fighting strangers—"That."
The blue-haired boy looks like he wants to say something but decides against it, pocketing the napkin instead whilst watching you walk away with one last wave over your shoulder.
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magewritesstories · 12 days
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no thoughts. head empty. just megumi fushiguro. and honestly i think thats valid, cause look at him ───MAGE
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This is honestly such a crack ship and i'm surprised there's fanart of it but i love it anyway, look how frickin' cutteeee ───MAGE
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magewritesstories · 12 days
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y'all i was running some prompts through the bing image creator for a school project, and it gave me nanami—like tell me that doesn't look like nanami fresh out of jujutsu tech starting his boring office job. —MAGE
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magewritesstories · 13 days
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[ ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ ] ᴄᴜᴘɪᴅ'ꜱ ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇʜᴏʟᴅ
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summary; they already knew they were in love with you, but in this exact moment, they know they're absolute goners tw; none just fluff (one teeny tiny dig at geto bc i am me) note; just some fluffy blurbs word count; 813 (they're short blurbs) jujutsu kaisen masterlist // main masterlist
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SATORU GOJO knows he's a goner when he walks into his apartment and finds you lazing on the couch in fluffy wool stockings and his ugly Christmas sweater.
Your legs hanging from the side of the couch's armrest, swinging them back and forth as you flip through the pages of last month's Vogue edition.
You look ethereal, and you look like you were made to be there.
There in his apartment, in his clothes.
Gojo unties the blindfold across his eyes and practically falls down on top of you. His chin digs slightly into your chest as he looks up at you. "Hi."
You let out a breathless giggle as you go through the magazine onto the coffee table, weaving your hands through his snowy white locks instead. "Hi."
You indulge him, let him stay there for a while before trying to wriggle out of his grip. Gojo just lets out a loud whine, tightening his grasp on your waist.
"C'mon, babe, I've been waiting all day for you to get back so that we could decorate the tree together." You gesture at the carton box filled with ornaments sitting next to the huge Christmas tree in the corner of your living room (Gojo insisted you guys get the biggest one.)
You manage to get out of his grip and walk over to the tree, grabbing the first ornament—a sparkly plastic candy cane.
"Well?" You turn to your boyfriend, "Are you gonna help or not?"
Gojo moves off of the couch, snapping out of his reverie.
It's such a mundane thing—decorating the Christmas tree in preparation for December 25th—still, Gojo feels like his heart is on wings when he watches you get on your tip-toes to place the red ornament in your hand on a higher branch.
He's loving every second of it, standing there next to you as you whine about the fact that you want to be the one to place the tree topper on top of the Christmas tree (even though he's taller and it would be much easier for him to do it) he thinks he could do this for the rest of his life.
The mundane things, that is.
Yeah, Gojo thinks as he watches you, he's definitely a goner.
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SUGURU GETO thought that the word tired was an understatement of how he was feeling. He could still feel the ache in his bones as he begrudgingly got out of bed.
He'd gotten home late from the mission last night (around 1 AM) and to be very honest, he was still tired.
But the sound of Nanako and Mimiko's giggling, accompanied by your soft laughter was enough motivation to drag him out of bed.
A small chill runs over his spine as he slips on a sweater that was strewn on the designated clothes chair in the corner of your room, and he makes his way into the kitchen.
Nanako and Mimiko are sitting at the breakfast counter, legs dangling off the stools, with open (blank) notebooks in front of them.
You're standing behind the breakfast counter, bowl of pancake batter resting on your hip as you point to something in Mimiko's textbook.
"No, you have to multiply first, even if the addition is written first," You instruct, grabbing an extra pencil as you quickly jot something down in Mimiko's notebook, "Like this."
The girl nods and does (presumably) a different exercise before turning the notebook to you with a proud smile. You ruffle her hair as you praise her for doing the exercise correctly.
"What's going on here?" Geto questions, making his presence known as he rounds the breakfast counter to place a quick kiss on your temple.
"Nothing much—I think our daughter might be the next Einstein," You reply, softly pinching Mimiko's cheek.
Geto lets out a loud laugh, "Yeah? What about you Nanako?"
The blonde girl huffs as she puts down her pencil in frustration. "I don't need to be Einstein," The girl replies haughtily, "I'm gonna be an actress."
You and Geto share a look at the proclamation. "Are you?" You ask teasingly, "Well, don't forget us when you're all famous, okay?"
"I would never!" Nanako replies, making both of you laugh.
"Well, we can achieve those dreams later," Geto comments, "How about we have breakfast first?"
You poke his cheek slightly. "You're the only one that still needs to have breakfast, we ate hours ago."
"Mom's right, Dad," Mimiko comments, and Nanako quickly adds, "You're lazy—we've been up for hours."
The words warm Geto's heart a little. "Is that so?" He asks, only get a hum of confirmation in reply.
He takes a seat next to Mimiko and watches as you dance around the kitchen making breakfast. The sight makes him want to melt into a puddle on the floor.
You're so perfect, Geto thinks to himself, what would he do without you?
(*cough* turn into a genocidal maniac *cough*)
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