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ranhaitanisgf · 4 months

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hi!! can you write an oneshot of yuuji confessing his love to reader with the help of the first years and gojo? you are my fav writer!! ily bye<3

just confess already!!

synopsis: yuuji just can't get you out of his head!! maybe his friends and teacher can help?

☆ a/n ˎˊ˗ first req for jjk !! it took a long time to write this bc i wasnt sure if i was characterizing everybody right, so lmk how i did !! thank you so much anon for requesting this idea; it was soso cute !! i hope you all enjoy ! xoxo

☆ characters ˎˊ˗ yuuji itadori x fem!reader

☆ wc ˎˊ˗ 2.1k+

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“idiot.” a harsh slap on the back of his head made yuuji yelp out in surprise and slight pain, clutching the back of his head. “if you keep staring like that she’s gonna notice, y’know.” he pouted a bit as nobara sat herself next to him, sipping a smoothie as the two of them watched you train with maki.

“whatever…” he mumbled, setting his head on his hand. nobara watched him for a moment, the kicked puppy look on his face making her let out a breath, sighing.

“i can’t enjoy your struggle with love if you look like that.” yuuji didn’t respond to her comment, making her roll her eyes. “hey, stop ignoring me and listen. you have the love expert sitting right next to you and you’re not even gonna ask me anything?”

“you’ve never even had a boyfriend.”

“hey!! i’m not gonna help you if you start being a little shit!” she yelled, huffing as she took another sip of her smoothie.

as nobara looked at yuuji, she had to admit that it was strange to see him like this. it was odd to see yuuji so down in the dumps and not talking excitedly about something stupid, (not that she really cared. it was just an observation).

“...you gonna confess to her?”

“confess to who?!”

“aah!” nobara screamed as she jumped, her cup almost slipping from her grasp. gojo peeked his head out between yuuji and nobara, his face twisting in feigned pain.

“woah! don’t go screaming so loud, nobara! you’re gonna burst my eardrums!” the man whined, dramatically clutching his ears.

“well maybe don’t go sneaking up on people like that!! i could’ve dropped my smoothie!!” she complained, clutching her smoothie much closer. despite the sudden appearance and scare from gojo, yuuji hadn’t even moved a muscle, his cheek still squished up against his hand as he watched you, your training partner now being panda.

“sorry! but what’s got our vessel so down in the dumps? he get rejected?”

“he’s gotten himself rejected in his mind before even confessing.”

“ahhh, young love. so tragic!” gojo exclaimed dramatically. “so, who is it? hmmm…” gojo’s head turned to yuuji, matching his gaze until he saw you. “woah, (y/n)! what’re you gonna do?”

“dunno…panda said she’s totally into some guy from kyoto…” nobara raised a brow at his words, scrunching her brows as she thought for a moment.

“panda is a big fat liar. (y/n)-chan does have a crush on someone, but-”

“you know who she has a crush on?!” yuuji suddenly asked, his voice raising two octaves and his jaw almost dropping. “who is it?!”

“i’m not gonna break girl code for you, stupid! all i’ll say is that panda is completely wrong and that you have absolutely nothing to worry about.” she stated, making an ‘x’ symbol with her fingers. “you’ll be fine, so just confess already.”

“i don’t even know how to do that! it looks so easy in those romance movies…” yuuji said, completely unaware of what she had just implied.

“you watch romance movies? actually, why does that make complete sense- nevermind! stop being a coward! girls don’t like men who are cowards!” nobara confidently stated. “you’ve gotta be confident and tell your feelings unashamedly! be bold! be fearless!”

the little pep talk had no effect on yuuji, the boy just sighing and standing up when he noticed that you were finished with training. before he could get up and walk away, gojo suddenly grabbed him from under his armpits, easily lifting him up and walking away with him, (yuuji’s flapping and flailing had absolutely no effect).

nobara had stayed seated, staring at the scene for a couple moments and wondering if she should get herself involved, (teenage boys are so much trouble, after all). despite the fact that she could do much better things with her time, she ultimately decides to get up and follow them. see, she’s thinking for her future self! the future her wouldn’t be able to enjoy the small moments of peace and quiet if yuuji was constantly moping and feeling sorry for himself, so she has to intervene now for her own self preservation!

“hey, let go of me!”

“we have to fix this, stat! i wouldn’t be a good teacher if i didn’t help you out!”

“i’m not asking for your stupid help! have you even had a girlfriend before, sensei?!” gojo gasped at yuuji’s words, shaking him a bit as he continued to carry him to wherever he was taking him, (nobara isn’t sure why she decided to help, actually. this was ruining her peace and quiet).

“ouch! you don’t think your own mentor is hot with the ladies?!” gojo suddenly stopped walking when he noticed a familiar black-haired first year who stopped in the doorway to the school, staring at the scene in front of him.

for a few seconds, megumi stared at gojo, hoping that silence would hopefully be enough to exclude him from whatever was going on right now.

“megumiii~! come help us with yuuji~!”

“no thanks.”

“me~gu~mi~!”

“i’m busy.”

you’re not sure what’s going on right now.

you had been walking with maki and panda back from training, the three of you talking about getting a bite to eat somewhere good after taking showers and freshening up, (you felt pretty cool that you were able to hang out with the second-years, so you were pretty excited about it).

when the three of you had heard a giant racket from behind you, none of you had expected to turn around and find gojo and the other first years restraining yuuji as they were sprinting your way at quite the alarming speed, (gojo was holding yuuji like a cat, his hands under his armpits while megumi and nobara were half-heartedly crouch-running while holding his legs).

“aahhh!! let me go!! let go!!” yuuji was yelling, trying his best to wrangle himself out of gojo’s grip.

“what in the world…” you said in shock, preparing to get out of the way since they didn’t seem to be slowing down, (would they willingly crash into all you? nah…right?).

they all suddenly stopped right in front of you, unceremoniously dropping yuuji. he didn’t lose his balance though, standing up straight away and throwing his hands up in anger.

“hey!! what’s the big idea here?!” he was yelling, his face twisted in confusion and frustration. “you can’t just pick me up and take me wherever you want!!”

“actually, i can! maki, panda!! let’s scram!!” gojo said, a big smile on his face as he started shooing them off.

“hah? why should we-?”

“c’mon c’monnnn! listen to your teacher for once!” gojo interrupted, taking hold of both of their shoulders and pulling them along with him. “ oh, and (y/n)! yuuji has something to say to you!” megumi and nobara followed behind him as they shook their heads, leaving you and yuuji staring at them in shock as they all walked away.

“what the hell just happened…?” you asked, your question hanging in the air as you watched them all promptly exit the scene, (you could still hear maki arguing with gojo in the distance which you thought was a bit funny).

yuuji didn’t answer your question, his jaw hanging wide open as he watched everyone walk away and leave him there.

“uh, yuuji…? you alright? gojo-sensei said you have something to say?” you asked, a bit concerned. yuuji was finally looking at you, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to say something, (were his cheeks pink? are you imagining things?). it was odd to see him acting so timid, especially when he was usually so excited and friendly. maybe he was finally making a move?

no, you shouldn’t get your hopes up.

“i…uhh…” he managed to let out, his hands moving to his head to mess with his hair. you nodded patiently, waiting for him to say something.

“yes?”

“i…you…uhhhh…” he shook his head, his hands suddenly slapping his cheeks. “i like you!!” he exclaimed, his eyes screwed shut. “i really like you and panda said that you liked a guy from kyoto so i wasn’t going to say anything but nobara said i should go for it and i wasn’t going to but then gojo-sensei dragged me all the way here so i kinda feel like i have to say it now! i’m sorry!!!” you stared as he talked, not even taking a breath between his sentences as words poured out of his mouth. at the end of it he bowed deeply to you, his arms stiff at his sides.

all you could do was stare at him for a few moments, his talking being too fast for your brain to process all at once. the silence was thick over the two of you as he anxiously waited for an answer from you, whose eyes were blown wide as you realized what was happening right now.

the first thing you did was gently grab his shoulders, pulling him up from his bow and smiling at him, your hands moving to hold his, (you found it cute that his palms were sweating a bit).

the second thing you did was giggle a bit at his flushed and embarrassed expression; you didn’t think you’d ever see him like this, but you were glad that you were.

“yuuji! i thought you would never say anything! i like you too~!” now he was the one staring at you with wide eyes, his gaze flicking down to look at your joined hands, then back up to your smiling face.

“me? you like me?!” he asked in shock.

“of course, silly!” you answered, squeezing his hands a bit. “i’ve liked you since the first day i met you. i was waiting for you to realize!” yuuji continued gaping at you, his shock extremely evident on his face. “was it really not that obvious?”

“i’m kinda stupid, so i didn’t know…” he mumbled, his eyes staring deeply into your own, almost as if he was searching for your feelings in them. a smile suddenly bloomed on his face, his shock melting away as he gave you the most genuine and happy grin you’ve ever seen in your life, (you’re being blinded!!).

“will you let me be your boyfriend?” he asked, lacing your fingers together. “i can’t say that i’m the smartest and i can’t say that i’m the strongest, but i will do my best to make you happy!”

there was a particular shine of complete and utter love in his brown eyes that beamed a light straight into your heart; a complete k.o!

“guh, yuuji…” you said, your head dropping down. “my heart…”

“what?! are you okay, (y/n)??”

“ahhh, you’re so cute…!” you exclaimed, popping your head back up to beam at him. “let’s go do something!! right now!”

“r-right now!? where-?!” you cut his words off by starting to drag him with you, beginning to jog a bit. he confusedly jogged behind you, but despite his confusion his hand held yours in a firm grip, blindly following your lead as you led the both of you down the halls.

“somewhere! wherever we find something cool!” you giggled, going outside the school and leading him in the direction of the city. “let’s get some good food! oh, and maybe we can watch a movie or something! didn’t you want to watch that worm movie?”

“human earthworm 4? seriously?! you’ll see it with me??” yuuji asked, his expression dumbfounded and elated at the same time.

“of course! i would do anything if it was with you!”

“h-huh?! anything?!”

“yep! anything!” you smiled, looking back at him. his cheeks were completely flushed by this point, the pink shade being darker than his hair color. even more obvious than his flustered state though was how happy he was; his face was contorted in the most beautiful grin you think you’ve ever seen and you almost trip over your own feet because you’re so happy too.

“...i-i would do anything too! if it was with you!” he exclaimed, unconsciously helping you jump over a big root in the pathway. “i think anything would be good if it had you!”

“do you mean it?”

“of course i do!! i feel like you always have this sort of aura that’s just like whoosh! and then i just feel better, even if my lunch got stolen out of the fridge!”

“haha, i have an aura? don’t worry though, i’ll protect your lunches from now on!! you won’t need my aura because-!”

“no, i do need your aura! always!”

“hmm, well i guess we could arrange that, right?” you mused, giggling. yuuji’s eyes drifted to his view of your smile, your joyful expression making his heart go ten times faster than it already was.

hey! not that he’s complaining…it’s really nice, so….his heart rate be damned!!

yuuji doesn’t know if there’s a god out there or a higher power, but he hopes that he can be able to relive this moment with you forever, (would it be too much for him to ask to be with you forever? it would be, right?).

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xxsabitoxx · 2 years

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Seven Minutes in Heaven • Itadori Version

A/N: probably gonna just alternate between DS & JJK for these lol — as always, all characters are of age in these fics. Typically I describe them as the age they’d be in 2022 lol. Anyways, enjoy :)

Word count: 1.7k

“Do you come here often?”

Of course he’d start with a cheesy joke. You rolled your eyes, his breath smelt like alcohol. Though you were certain yours smelt just the same. A stuffy little closet left nowhere to hide, even if you were keeping as much distance from each other as possible. “Actually, yeah.” You laughed, even in the dark you could tell he was smiling. “I don’t wanna pressure you or nothin. So if you don’t wanna do anything, just say so.” Itadori was probably the best man you could have gotten locked in a closet with for seven minutes.

“Oh, that’s sweet of you…” the thing is, the alcohol made you feel a little more daring. “I… I was thinking we could just… I dunno… make out?” You wanted to feel his hands on you. One of the star athletes on campus, not only was he handsome, he was also a sweetheart and genuinely caring. He didn’t judge anyone, he never turned someone away. While your majors were different and you didn’t really fancy going to frat parties, you were lucky he was friends with someone like Megumi. He was way more your pace, but he still threw kick ass parties, ones that Itadori attended without fail every time.

You’d been lusting after the pink haired athlete for months now. You weren’t going to pass up an opportunity presented to you by fate. “Oh! Shit I… I’d like that.” He seemed shy, hand reaching up to scratch the back of his head. That was another thing that pulled at your heart, he was unbelievably polite. “So… Can I kiss you, Itadori?” You must have been drunker than you realized, there was no way being locked in a closet with him made you this much more daring. Hell if it was as easy as this? You would have gone for it months ago after a couple of shots. “Y-you can.” He was thankful for the dark or else he was pretty sure you’d see his lips trembling.

Despite your asking, Itadori was the one to close the little distance there was. Less than a step forward and he was right there, your breath mingling even more now that your lips were centimeters apart. Neither of you spoke, instead shaky hands found their home somewhere on the other’s body. You pulled him down to your height, lips ghosting him. You were teasing him, waiting to feel the satisfaction of him leaning in first. It seems Itadori had the same thing in mind, slowly letting it become a game of who would crack first. Honestly… probably not the best mini game to play during seven minutes in Heaven, but neither of you seemed to mind.

You kept his face cupped between your hands, a breathy laugh escaping you. “This is rude.” He breathed out, voice cracking slightly as he waited for you to respond. “Maybe it is… but I think it’s fun.” Your lips ghosted each other again, feathery light and Yuji swore this could kill him. Your lips parted, he was engulfed by the scent of vodka on your lips. He was mentally noting that you preferred stronger drinks, likely because Maki always convinced you to do shots with her. That was the thing Yuji never let on, he knew who you were. Not only were you a frequent guest at the parties Megumi threw, you were good friends with Maki. Another star athlete known on campus.

He was itching to get to know you better. Megumi, however, always refused to introduce the two of you. Something about needing separate friends because Yuji always managed to corrupt them into party animals. Yuji respected that wish up until this very moment. “Fuck… just kiss me please.” He tightened his grip, pulling so you were flush against his body. Even through his clothes you could tell he had rippling muscles, quite the contrast to his innocent face. “Make me…” you weren’t giving up that easily. Yuji’s self control faded completely, your breath was stolen straight from your lungs as his lips finally crashed to yours.

A noise of shock was muffled against his eager tongue. You couldn’t make yourself to tease him more, not when a knock on the door signaled half of the seven minutes had already gone by. “Yuji…” his first name slipped past your lips easily. The groan that left him vibrated your whole frame, his hands seeking purchase on your ass instead. You squealed as he pulled you up, pulling you right to your tiptoes as he slotted his thigh between yours. “We are…” he panted as he pulled away. “Leaving this party… The second time is up.” You nodded, pulling him back greedily. You knew not much could be done for you within the three minute you had left. Yuji on the other hand…

“Let me suck you off…” you whined as your lips left his again. “Please… Yuji I wanna get you off so bad.” He could have cum on the spot, even in the dark he was squeezing his eyes shut in concentration. “I-if you wanna… go ahead.” He didn’t fight back as you settled back on your feet, one hand reaching out to push him away. Yuji’s back hit the opposite wall, hips jutting out a bit to give you easy access. The soft thumb of your knees hitting the ground was the only indication of where you were. “I bet you’re big.” You teased softly, skilled hands undoing his pants while placing chaste kisses to the growing bulge.

“Yeah? I’ll let you judge.” He was confident in what he had down there. He had a good length, but his real pride came with his girth. He couldn’t wait to leave, just so he could get you in his bed. “I bet you’d look so pretty spread nice and wide for me.” He choked out, dirty talk wasn’t his forte but it felt right to say in the moment. “Oh? Fuck I bet I would.” Your breathing halted as you pulled his jeans down to his knees, his cock slapping against his stomach. “Oh… yeah I definitely would.” A soft whine left his lips, barely audible as you pulled him towards your mouth. You gave him slow, languid pumps before spitting into your hand. He was dripping precum but you still wanted him wetter.

“Two minutes!” Maki’s voice boomed as she pounded her fist against the door. “Well, don’t hold back on me, Yuji.” Your lips suctioned to his head, tongue swirling around him slowly. “Oh shit…” his head fell back, hands trembling as he tried to figure out what to do with them. He couldn’t believe how soft your tongue felt, how good your hands felt on him. Sure he’d had a couple of hook ups before, he even had a girlfriend for about a month at one point. None of them felt this good though, there was something about you that simply set his body on fire. You let your jaw relax, pushing your head down an inch or two. Swallowing was difficult but the rewarding noise that followed made it feel worth it.

“Y/n…” now it was your turn to be surprised by the use of your first name. You hummed, sending vibrations straight through him. You bobbed your head now, taking in about half of his length and using your hand to pump the rest of him. The heat in your gut was building, it felt like there was a frenzy of butterflies forming in your gut. You couldn’t wait to feel him inside of you later on. The aching pulse between your thighs would be worth ignoring for the time being. “Y/n…” he drew out for a second time, this time his hands anchored into your hair. He tugged you softly, coaxing you to take more of him.

You let him, jaw relaxing to accommodate more than three quarters of his length. You gagged softly as he pushed you further, embarrassment flooded your cheeks but the noise only made him groan. “Sorry… shit sorry… that was hot though…” a strangled noise slipped past your lips in response. Your head pulled back, allowing a little bit of relief before you pushed yourself back down again. Another bang on the door signalled a minute left. He couldn’t hold back anymore, the tight feeling in his abdomen was driving him insane. “Gonna… ‘m gonna cum.” He gritted out, breath halting in his chest as his release crept closer. You encouraged him by moving a little quicker, pulling back to focus your attention on his head.

Your tongue lapped softly at the sensitive tip, Yuji’s hand tightened in your hair to keep you in place. You loved the feeling, the way his hands were pulling the strands of your hair taut. A moan spilled past your lips just as Yuji spilled past yours. You took it eagerly, barely even reacting as his release landed on your tongue. You pulled off of him with a soft pop, swallowing the contents before standing. “We’re going right back to your place…” you huffed out, shifting uncomfortably as you felt your panties sticking to you. “Absolutely we are…” you were positive his cheeks were red, a second later Maki was banging on the door. “You got ten seconds to make yourselves look presentable.” A chorus of laughs could be heard alongside the music beyond the closet door.

“Thank you…” Yuji muttered softly as the zipper of his pants went back up. He was already getting hard again at the thought of getting you home. “Any time, lover boy.” It slipped out easily, a smile creeping up your face as you reached for the doorknob. “I’ll meet you out front in five minutes.” The LED party lights flooded the small closet as you winked at him. “Five minutes…” he murmured back before following you out.

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astrowaffles · 8 months

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Golden Time

Teen (for language) | Chaos | Plotless | Actor AU

“I get here at half eight because of Satoru,” Megumi told the camera. He had glittery pink flamingo sunglasses on, which he seemed to think was perfectly normal; in the background, Gojo was wandering about, wearing a matching (purple) pair of sunglasses, playing ‘Dancing Queen’ from his phone and waving a mini disco ball around. “He needs the extra time to get in the zone.”

“Too right I do!” Gojo agreed loudly.

“Is this how you get in the zone?” the interviewer asked.

“I do my best acting when wearing glitter,” Gojo informed her. “Obviously.”

“I think most of us usually arrive on time,” Yuji nodded, standing on the steps outside a large building. Above his head, the words MAPPA STUDIOS could be seen in foot-high lettering. “I got here … uh … hold on, I’ll ask Megumi.”

He turned towards the building. “HEY!! MEGUMI!!”

“WHAT?” a voice yelled back, presumably from the foyer.

“WHAT TIME DID WE GET HERE THIS MORNING?”

“8.30, WHY?”

“I’M DOING AN INTERVIEW!” Yuji turned back to the camera. “He says 8.30.”

“So you arrived together?” the interviewer asked.

“Oh, yeah, his dad gives me a lift sometimes.” Yuji leant in closer, and cupped his hands over his mouth. “It was the most terrifying experience of my life,” he whispered.

“I OFFERED YOU A RIDE, NOT A SAFE RIDE!” Megumi shouted. He was just visible, signing something at the front desk.

“Jeez, how did he hear that?!” Yuji looked shaken. “I think he gets his super-senses from Mr. Gojo. You can’t do anything around those two, they always know.”

“SHOWTIME!” Megumi called. He poked his head out of the door. “Come on, Yuji, we’ll be late.”

“Oh! My bad. See you next time!” Yuji saluted the camera. Megumi gave it a small wave, before dragging Itadori off with a mumble of “What do you mean, super-senses???”

“Personally, I’m always on time. Unless I’m not,” Gojo mused, sipping his iced coffee. “Since I adopted Megumi, I’ve never been late for anything because he always drags me out the house. However-“ (this was punctuated by violent pointing) “-when I’m going somewhere by myself, say, a meeting with a superior, I’m always late. I don’t do it on purpose. I like to think it’s the universe reminding me it’s on my side and it doesn’t believe in capitalism.” He looked down at his drink. “I need to stop using straws, they’ll give me awful mouth wrinkles when I’m older. Oh, and save the turtles. Obviously.”

“I like to be on time, because then I can disapprove of people who aren’t,” Nobara explained. She turned to allow the wardrobe assistant to adjust her jacket, but kept talking as she went. The camera did its best to follow her face. “Basically, Megumi once made fun of me for being late, and I never want that to happen again.”

“Does he make fun of you a lot?”

“No, not at all. He knows I’d kick him, or get Maki to.” She grinned evilly. “Maki has these awesome boots with spikes on, and they absolutely terrify the boys, especially Inumaki and Yuta. Or maybe that’s because she uses them most on Inumaki and Yuta. Mostly Inumaki, he’s so sassy all the time – and always late…”

“She said that? I take that as a compliment,” Toge laughed. “She doesn’t even call me by my first name, that’s how annoying she thinks I am. I do my best, of course, but it’s nice to see my efforts being recognised.”

“Are you usually late on purpose, then? Does Nobara use that against you?”

“How did you know I’m usually late? It’s not on purpose though, I’m just a procrastinator. As for Nobara, what she doesn’t know is that I got most of my sass from Megumi. He doesn’t always show it, but he’s an irritating little shit when he’s comfortable. It just rubbed off on me, and now I’m better at it than him.”

“Did you know Megumi before the show? Did you spend a lot of time with him?”

“We’re legally second cousins or something, I think. I’m Satoru’s very very extended family, anyway, and so I was at his house a lot while my parents did … whatever my parents do … and that’s how I got into acting, since both Satoru and Megumi were in the industry. Sometimes Jujutsu Kaisen feels like a family project, what with Satoru, Megumi, me, Maki… Yeah, we adopted her as an honorary member, didn’t you know?”

“I did not ask to be an honorary member, but I’m not mad about it,” Maki smiled. “It’s nice that there’s so many relations on the show, although it does make us look like a nepotism breeding ground. Luckily, all you have to do is look at their interactions and you’ll know they all made it on their own. Mr. Gojo might have offered Megumi a leg up, but Megumi definitely wouldn’t have taken it – and Toge’s, like. Annoying.”

“I thought you liked being part of the family? Do you not like Toge?”

“Oh, I do. You’ve never found your siblings annoying? I think he’s annoying, because he’s always late and every second sentence is sarcastic. Oh, and he pulls the ‘Opposite Day’ thing on you and makes you look insane. ‘Do you like fish fingers in custard?’ ‘No’ ‘It’s opposite day!!’ or whatever.”

“So, you’re never late?”

“I’m always early! Sometimes I even get here before Mr. Gojo, and he’s got Megumi to chivvy him along, poor soul. It must be like living with a grumpy alarm clock.”

“I’m always late, it’s always on purpose, and I am completely unbothered,” Shoko shrugged. “I think the production team have caught on. They tell me my events are scheduled half an hour before they actually are, so when I rock up fifteen minutes late, I’m actually fifteen minutes early.”

“Don’t tell Shoko this, but the director always tells her the events are an hour early,” Geto confided in a low voice. “She thinks it’s only half an hour, so she’s being extra late on purpose, and they keep pretending they’re in a rush when they’re actually on time. It’s genius. Anyway,” he added in a louder voice, “I’m here on-time-ish. Here before I need to be, but after everyone else, who are always arriving at half eight for some reason?”

“I clock in at 9am and not a minute sooner,” Nanami said emphatically. “I don’t need to be here before then and I have other things to do during that time.”

“What do you do during that time?”

“Sleep, mainly. Anything but work.”

“So you only work, what? 9-5? Are you strict about leaving, too?”

“I like to leave early because then Satoru won’t rope me into something weird. Thank god for Megumi, that kid’s a lifesaver, I don’t know how many times he’s stopped The Idiot from dragging me to a bar or something…”

“Too right I do!” Gojo agreed loudly.

“Is this how you get in the zone?” the interviewer asked.

“I do my best acting when wearing glitter,” Gojo informed her. “Obviously.”

“Oh, obviously,” she agreed, just as someone knocked sharply on the door.

“That’s our cue,” Megumi announced. “Come on, Beyonce,” he added, shedding his sunglasses and reaching up to do the same to Gojo, before dragging him away.

The camera just managed to catch Gojo’s wail of ‘It was ABBA!! Don't call me Beyonce!!!” before everything faded to silent black.

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whileyoureinschoolidothisallday · 8 months

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okay yes everybody has amateur opinions on tiktok (except Nanami x Tiana and Yuuji x Rapunzel shit was galaxy brained)

So here are some REAL ships by a seasoned dululu shipper (these can be platonic or otherwise btw!)

(this got long so I put it under a cut)

Nobara x Jasmine - Both of them feel stifled by the people around them and are very headstrong and confident in themselves. They would love shopping together and would also kick so. much. ass.

Megumi x Elsa - UPON RECENT COMMENTARY (shout out to @sarah-dipitous) I think their personality matches really well!! They both have little siblings they want to protect, they're both serious and stoic, they both have a high sense of responsibility. Also the tragedy aspect would lowkey hit with these two in a fic like...if you know you know

Maki x Cinderella - Both of them were very mistreated by their families, and I feel like Maki would help Cinderella get out of that abuse and then they could BOTH help each other grow and heal from that

Toge x Sleeping Beauty - Okay honestly I just think this is cute like what if he wakes her up and breaks the curse with his powers 🥺🥺🥺

Belle x Sukuna - Girl is too curious for her own good, she would jump on this immediately. Monster lovers and furries are cousins after all. With her "I can fix him" ass, I would wish him on no one else.

Suguro x Ariel - This is more because I think the interactions would be very interesting. Ariel is so so curious about the world, enough to sell her voice, and ultimately has a positive experience having her eyes opened (but also can't go back to her home). Suguro had his eyes opened to the world but had a negative experience (and also can't go back to the world he knew). Also, I think Ariel's carefree and goofy nature would remind him of Gojo.

Gojo x Moana - SPEAKING OF!!! I paired these two because Moana's already friends with a cocky god-like figure!!! She would be unimpressed by Gojo's antics and would know how to handle his joking around, which I think is really important to anybody looking for a relationship with him. He starts being overly obnoxious and she just dunks his ass in the ocean lol

OKAY NOW THE TWO THAT I DO LIKE!!!

8. Nanami x Tiana - the GOAT. 10/10. Whoever came with this better be writing/commissioning this fic as we speak. First of all I love Nanami any time he's paired with a Black woman. I've seen y'alls selfships and it just looks good every single time. Second, they're both hardworkers, but Tiana is self-sacrificially so and I can just see Nanami stepping in and making sure she does not work a SECOND more than she is getting compensated for and makes sure she is still taking care of herself, because zero job is worth more than she is. Love that for her. (Also, like everyone else says, yeah he takes one bite of them beignets and has the proposal on DECK)

9. Yuuji x Rapunzel - This is literally sunshine 4 sunshine and I'm obsessed. First thing Yuuji says when Rapunzel tells him about her hair "Yoooo, that's sick as fuck!!!!" Totally unbothered cause he's also got his own weirdo issues!!!! She also would be unfazed by Sukuna. If he starts talking spicy to her, she would just knock his ass out with the frying pan and get Yuuji back lol. (They WOULD have to worry about him working with Mother Gothel tho...which would make for excellent plot conflict)

#jjk #real life with risa #we love silly crack shipping here #just when it's done RIGHT

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hood-ex · 3 days

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Finished JJK 0

I didn't know the movie was a prequel. I just wanted Yuji to show up the entire time lmao. The blorbo effect of me having a hard time focusing unless blorbo characters are involved.

No but I did manage to focus well enough, and I like that I got to know the year 2 students (or year 1 in this case) better, especially Maki. It makes things more interesting with her sister as well.

I've decided I hate the fact that Toge can only say a handful of curses before he has to tap out. I get that it's a weakness factor of his ability, buuut I still wish he could spit curses for longer than that.

Hearing "goddamn" in a Japanese accent was funny.

Oh yeah the heart nipples dude like what lmao.

I'm interested in seeing how Yuta and Yuji will interact with each other. I feel like their priorities are a bit more in sync in terms of saving/protecting people.

Todo and his Takada-chan agenda lmaooo. That's honestly such a hilarious motive to kick ass faster.

The entire time I was like is Kenjaku that forehead scar dude from season 1. I don't remember if his name was ever revealed in season 1, if so, I clearly didn't hear or memorize it. And then I always just recognized him by the forehead scar, so since he didn't have that in the movie I was like hmm is that the same guy. Are they different men entirely.

Naaaur I just wanna see Yuta and Yuji kicking ass together tbh. Not sure if Yuta returns in season 2, but I feel like he would since the movie was about him.

Ughhh I keep wanting to refer to the characters by their last names instead of their first names since in the sub they always go by their last names. Gojo feels more correct to me atm lmao so anyway I get Gojo's eyes are doing something but idk what, and I don't really care, I just know shit will rock harder when his mask comes off (*cough* Kakashi vibes *cough*) . And no yeah keep your mask on please sir bc those eyes are like elves on cocaine at the Christmas shindig.

Ummm what else... Nanami being a boss as usual. I don't usually buy geek merch, but I'm suddenly wanting a Nanami something of sort. Sticker maybe. Maybe I can slap him over the Nightwing sticker on the back of my phone case.

Kasumi is just a cutie patootie. Looks like a cinnamon roll... could actually kill you. Her hair makes me want to eat a blue Icee though.

I've been wondering who Gojo's teacher was and bam. No teacher reveal. But! Gojo and uhh what's his face... scar man. Scanning my above points quickly to try and find his name... oh Kenjaku. Yeah them being classmates wasn't necessarily surprising. Just because Kenjaku obviously knew a lot about Gojo based on season 1.

I don't remember if I was distracted or it simply wasn't mentioned, but I don't know what Yuta's skills are now. Like what's her face dead girl love monster, her curse self died, and so he shouldn't have access to her assistance now, right? But is her curse energy still embedded in the sword? So he's just a cursed sword user now? Or is he still insanely powerful?

Welp on to season 2 I suppose. I need Yuji's loud annoying ass back in front of my eyes pronto.

#this is making me want sour cream and onion chips for some reason. i haven't even eaten those in like idk 10 years or something #maybe bc gojo's hair is white like sour cream #dude idk anime hair makes me hungry #jjk 0

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sonicstalker123 · 1 year

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Kiibo x Upset!Angry!Reader

✨she/her pronouns are used✨

CW: (if this counts) robophobic remarks from Kokichi, violence, profanity

Kiibo was just hanging out in his room and turns around to hear people running. He opens his door and sees Rantaro. Kiibo runs downstairs.

“Rantaro, what’s going on? Where is everybody going?” He asks. “I’ve heard that Kokichi and Y/N are getting into a fight and I’m going to try to stop it. Come with me.”

Kiibo nods and the two of them start to follow everybody else. Once they reach the cafeteria, Rantaro looks at Kiibo. “This must be the place, I hear some cheering and clapping.”

Rantaro opens the door and both Kiibo and Rantaro are both shocked. Y/N and Kokichi are yelling at one another. “Kaito, what happened? Who started this? … Has anybody tried to stop this fighting?”

“Woah, that’s a lot of questions, Kiibo. First, Y/N and Kokichi are having a huge fight. I have no idea who started and Kaede tried to calm them both down but it didn’t work. I don’t even know WHAT they’re fighting about.”

Kiibo walks closer and he has never seen Y/N so upset. She’s absolutely PISSED. Kokichi turns around and notices Kiibo, who’s trying to see what’s going on.

“Oh look Y/N, it’s your boyfriend, the stupid robot. Honestly I don’t even know what you see in him, he’s literally a robot. You could have tried to date somebody that’s… you know… actually a human?”

Kiibo is shocked at what Kokichi just said. “Hey, Kokichi! That’s robophobic! I am capable of loving anybody, just like anybody else here in this school!” Kiibo responds.

Y/N looks at Kokichi, waiting for him to make a smartass response.

“Are you sure about that? Are you completely sure somebody- no- some robot can do that?”

Y/N glares at Kokichi. “Kokichi! You need to learn to SHUT your FUCKING MOUTH! How dare you say something like that. I swear to god, if you keep saying things like that, you’re going to get it.”

Kokichi straight up laughs in her face. “What would somebody like you do to me, the Ultimate Supreme Leader?”

Y/N laughs, it almost sounds terrifying. Kaede walks towards Y/N and puts her hand on Y/N’s shoulder. “Hey, Y/N? Take a deep breath, Kokichi is just trying to make you really mad. We can step away from this and I can play you a song on my piano! Whatever song you want!”

Maki’s eyes glow as she walks towards Y/N, glaring at Kokichi. “Get him, Y/N. I’m tired of hearing him say all of this, this has gone on for too long.”

“Maki, please don’t encourage her to do this!” Shuichi declares. Kiibo starts to walk towards Y/N, but she doesn’t even notice him, it’s like she’s hyper focused on Kokichi. “Do you want to see how strong I really am? Well, you’re in luck.”

“Haha, yeah ri—“ Kokichi’s sentence gets interrupted as Y/N tackles him. He’s pinned against the floor. Kaede screams. “Y/N! Stop! Please!”

Kaito looks down at the floor and watches Y/N strangling Kokichi, who’s grinning like the little shit that he is.

“I-Is this t-the… best you… g-got? Ha… weakling.”

(Imagine that Maki is Y/N having a death grip on Kokichi-)

Y/N finally comes to her senses. She lets go of Kokichi and kicks him. Kokichi goes flying and lands on the ground.

Y/N laughs at the unconscious Kokichi. “How is… Ha… THAT for being a weakling?! Fucking asshole…”

Everybody turns to look at Y/N. Y/N yells in anger and runs off. “How DARE that fucker say something like that about Kiibo! How dare he!”

Y/N makes her way towards her room, avoiding everybody on purpose. She’s muttering profanities left and right.

“Kiibo, do you have any idea where Y/N might be? She’s been gone for quite a while now.” Kaede asks.

Kiibo shakes his head. “No, I don’t have an idea at all. I have no idea where she’d be.”

“You don’t? That’s a little odd.” Kaito responds.

“That would be pretty odd if I knew where she was at all times of the day, I’m not a stalker, Kaito.” Kiibo responds.

“No, I mean, like, I was wondering if you would have an idea where she would be.”

“Unfortunately… I do not. I wish I had an idea.”

“Well, go look for her! Think about places she likes to be at.” Kaito responds.

“Ah! I may have some ideas now!” Kiibo responds. The robot boi leaves the idea.

‘Maybe where I asked her to be my girlfriend? It was outside. I remember giving her a *insert your fave flower here*, that smile made me so happy…’ Kiibo asks himself and walks outside. Nothing. “That’s right! I could just send her a text message! Hopefully she will tell me.”

He lifts his arm and a screen lights up. He uses speak to text. “I’m glad that Miu installed this upgrade. It’s very helpful.” Kiibo clears his throat and taps the texting app. “Hello, dear Y/N. Is everything alright? You looked pretty upset this morning and I was wondering if I could get your coordinates- I mean- location so we could talk about what’s troubling you? Aaaand send.”

Huge kiibo w bc communication is key in any relationship

Kiibo looks around in all of Y/N’s favorite rooms, such as the Game Room and the Library. “Nothing… I wonder if she’s in her room. She usually goes in there when she’s upset about something. I come into her room (after knocking on her room and waiting for her to say “come in”) of course. I was programmed to be a good boyfriend and to treat her like a Queen.”

He looks down at the screen again to see that it was read. That was it. “Hey, she read it and that’s important…”

The Ultimate Robot walks towards the Dorm Rooms and looks around until he sees Y/N’s door. He slowly but surely walks up the stairs and gently knocks on the door. “Y/N? Are you in your room?” A long pause. He decides to call her.

He flinches once he hears Y/N’s ringtone. It’s a ringtone that’s a VOCALOID song. “Y/N, please open the door. I just want to have a genuine conversation with you.”

No response. “I just want to make sure that you’re okay…” Kiibo grabs the door handle and turns it, only to find out that it’s unlocked. He worriedly walks around the room. He eventually finds Y/N, sitting against the wall with tears streaming down her face.

Kiibo turns his head and sees her. “Y/N! There you are! Oh, I was so worried about you! Now… what’s wrong? What’s troubling you..?”

“I was just so s-so upset at Kokichi… he said such terrible things about you… and nobody did ANYTHING about it! They just let it happen! I… was just seeing red… and let my feelings take over.” Y/N responds, wiping away her cheeks.

“I agree that it was rather upsetting that nobody did anything about his… robophobic remarks. Next time, please don’t resort to violence. I love that you’re protective of me though!”

Y/N smiles. “Of course! You’re protective of me, so it’s only right that I get protective of you too!”

Kiibo laughs and jumps a bit and starts to get warmer. Also, literally Kiibo rn:

“T-Thank you, Y/N. I really care about you and wish to stay with you until you are ready. Everybody that was at the Cafeteria is worried about you, Y/N…”

She doesn’t respond. “Y/N..?” He looks down and notices Y/N curled up next to him. ‘Oh, she dozed off. She’s asleep right now. I must admit, she does look peaceful right now. It wouldn’t hurt to stay with her for a while. Until she wakes up that is.’ He protects her.

I’m so sorry if this isn’t the best, I haven’t written an x reader in ages and I’ve never written one of these for Kiibo. I plan on writing more x readers in the future, tbh I missed writing them. I just got V3 and I can’t wait to write more for the characters of V3.

#sonicstalker123 #rilesthepirate #kokichi ouma #rantaro amami #kiibo x reader #Danganronpa v3 #shuichi saihara #kaede akamatsu #maki harukawa

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dragbunart · 1 year

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How do Natsumi and Fuyuhiko react to Shuichi? A harmless twink detective as Kaede’s boyfriend?

Natsumi and Fuyuhiko have this thing about Kaede. As much as they respect her choice to stay away from the family business... They know it will be hard for her. So they are a bit selective about who they approve of as her partner.

Natsumi more so than Fuyuhiko. Because that's her twin, who's been by her side since the day she was born. They shared a room and clothes. Kaede always is willing to take time out of her own day to cheer Natsumi up.

So Natsumi did not react well to Shuichi. Before she's introduced to him as Kaede's family, when she sees him on campus she glares daggers. All she knows is this weak-looking Detective who can barely meet other people's eyes is holding hands with Kaede. And she doesn't like it.

Meanwhile, Fuyuhiko had basically a front-row seat to watching Saimatsu happen.

He watched her dragging him around at class events, and stealing his hat, and trying to encourage him. He also watched Shuichi become more confident and improve his strength.

It was actually Kaito who set them up on a date (Well... Kaito was trying to set Kaede and Shuichi on a date, and Kaede was trying to set Maki and Kaito on a date. Four people entered that date, two couples left... Maki and Shuichi love their dumbass best friends and partners). To Fuyuhiko one day Kaede left her group to go to a cafe and came back giggling about Shuichi.

Does he think Shuichi can protect Kaede at first? No... But he also knows Kaede has been trained in self-defense (By Peko when they were younger and again by Tenko in high school), and HAS put Teruteru on his back for trying to harrass Peko.

Teruteru: Peko, does the carpet match the drapes? *goes to grab Peko's skirt*

Kaede, before Tenko or Mahiru can react: I THINK THE FUCK NOT *sparta kicks Teruteru across the room*

Also Kaede: Peko are you ok? Peko: Yes Kaede, I am fine

Shuichi, in the corner in love: ... Is it bad I kind of want her to do that to me?

Kaito: *staring at Maki* ... Is that not normal to want?

Maki: Your both idiots.

Tenko: GO KAEDE! THAT'S OUR CLASS REP!

Fuyuhiko himself has also received the rumored Shuichi death glare before Shuichi found out Kaede was the Yakuza's lil sis. He's used to joking with his sisters by using extravagant threats (beyond what he uses on classmates) because all three of them know it's just that, a joke.

Shuichi overheard this and grabbed Fuyuhiko by the collar. Then threatened to use all his knowledge of Police procedures to make sure no one found Fuyuhiko's body if he ever talked to Kaede like that again...

Kaede had to reveal that they were actually siblings to stop any murders from happening. (Either Shuichi murdering Fuyuhiko or Peko murdering Shuichi to DEFEND Fuyuhiko).

After this Fuyuhiko had no doubt if push came to shove, Shuichi would protect Kaede (not that she'd need it).

Once their official... Natsumi let's up on Shuichi. I mean she makes sure he knows that if he breaks Kaede's heart he'll lose his kneecaps at minimum. But she is nicer to him, he makes her sister happy and that's all she wants.

Shuichi, is terrified of both Natsumi and Fuyuhiko. Because Kaede states if he wants a blessing ask them, not her parents. Still, Shuichi likes his future-in-laws and he knows they at least tolerate him.

Fuyuhiko: Are you still gonna do detective shit when you marry the idiot? Shuichi: Probably not. I mean I don't expect Kaede to do ... Family business... But I never wanted to be a detective.

Fuyuhiko: What will you do? Kaede: He'll be my stay at home husband, duh. One of us will need to stay home with the kids! Liek you and Peko, Peko's probably gonna be home with the kids.

Fuyuhiko: *teasing* You've got it all planned out huh? Whose gonna marry Natsumi?

Kaede: ... Dunno, a masochist probably.

Natsumi: Hey, Detective, can you be my siblings instead, these fuckers are rude.

Shuichi: Does that mean you approve of me

Natsumi: The only person i approve of is peko. And thats because I grew up with her.

Peko: *to SHuichi* You'll get used to this kind of banter...And yelling... and cussing...

#saimatsu #kaede akamatsu #shuichi saihara #fuyuhiko kuzuryu #natsumi kuzuryu #peko pekoyama #kaede kuzuryu #saihara shuichi #pekoyama peko #kuzuryu fuyuhiko #kuzuryu Natsumi #Kuzuryu kaede #akamatsu kaede

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pluviophile-imagines · 2 years

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SILLY IDEA!!! i just finished reading ur absolute banger drabble of usurper!gojo and the child convo. and it got me thinking (linking things from canon to the au) that in the future somehow we stumble upon megumi (maybe from a nearby kingdom..?) and then yuji & nobara? do u think we would adopt? (I love u endlessly btw you’re my favourite writer)

I talked about this prospect here, which is in the usurper!gojo tag but fairly far back & isnt linked anywhere so i dont blame u at all for not seeing it. i also preface by saying that u all can, obvi, disregard all this however u please, but personally i just don't see gojo as a very paternal guy. big brother who gets a kick out of annoying the fuck out of u but gives pretty good advice and would beat the shit out of ur bullies??? yes. but not rlly a father-figure.

with that in mind, all of the first and second years are king's wards! essentially, they're members of the court, often orphaned nobles (or nobles whose parents are otherwise out of the picture, ex. been imprisoned), who the king or queen decides to sponsor. typically that'd rlly just be in name & funding and the ward wouldn't meet them more than a few times (if that) but in the case of this au—because gojo and the reader are incredibly unorthodox rulers—they're a little more hands-on & take on more direct mentor positions. again, not rlly adoptive parents, but def around in their lives and there for support (well, more the reader in that sense) and the kinds of funding a noble parent would give their kids.

wrt megumi specifically: toji is the assassin hired to kill gojo (and gojo killed him in the process of that failed assassination attempt) so megumi's around just like in canon with gojo taking him in bc he killed his dad. yuuji and nobara are orphaned servants who gojo & the reader took a liking to and just took under their wing—frankly i think megumi bonds with them and then gojo's like hey! where r ur parents??? pfft

toge and maki are slightly different. maki is from the zen'in family which is, obviously, the highest ranking noble family alongside the kamos, but she was cast aside and disgraced. gojo stepped in—both out of spite and because he identified with her—and took her on as a ward. toge is an orphaned noble from a middle-ranking family; i kind of imagine him to be the son of two nobles who allied themselves with Gojo and helped with the coup maybe as spies like nanami??? and died perhaps as a result of it, so funding toge's education and stepping in to raise him was his thanks/apology to toge's late parents.

panda..... well. im trying to keep from explicitly saying whether or not there's magic in this au so. we'll say panda is either the creation or adoptive son of yaga, who was.... mmmm let's say a general under gojo's father (i would go with captain of the guard but i already gave that to getou's dad lol) and also the man who taught gojo both military strategy as a prince would need to learn && to fight, but was killed in the aftermath of gojo's uncle's coup, so taking panda on is a similar story to toge

annnnnnd finally yuuta, who is of note because in-canon he's descended from the gojo clan. ill simply c+v what i said in that other post wrt him:

[gojo] goes off on a lil trip one month and comes back with a teenager whose family has been living as like sheep farmers or some shit in the country for generations but who can trace his lineage back to a courtesan of a former king with maybe an old family heirloom or like a magic-based 23 and me test or some shit.

thats yuuta! the result of gojo finally getting fed the fuck up of people telling him he needs an heir, if not create one then name one from among his wards. does the entire court think he just nabbed a random serf and is fully lying about the royal blood? oh absolutely. is he actually lying? perhaps. you and he are the only ones to know the truth

#ask.🌧#anon #usurper!gojo #once again u can imagine whatever tho #thank you for the ask!!!!#i like expanding upon the lore of this au

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cas0214 · 1 year

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The Strongest

Chapter 7

A yuji itadori x reader fic

The three first and second years have me to have a sleepover with all of them. We all brought random food, drinks, I brought sweets...... obviously but we all snuck into Gojo's room just to get extra pillows and blankets. Most Panda stole.

We chose to have the sleepover in Makis room because she tore down another room, so her room was able to fit seven people with even a ton of extra room for the dumb shit Yuji, Nobara, Toge and Panda would do.

Megumi had a switch, with all the games anyone could imagine and two extra controlers. The first one we played was Mario party. Mario party can only have four players at a time so Megumi, Maki, Yuji and Nobara went first with ten rounds. Megumi was Princess Peach, Maki was Bowser, Yuji was Mario and Nobara was Waluigi.

The first couple rounds were boring as people were starting to get started but when a vacuuming dust mini game came up. I didn't get to see the name of the game but there was one person by themselves with their own vacuum and with a bigger nozzle. The rest had smaller nozzles but sharing the same vacuum.

All hell broke loose

Maki was the one alone, so they were doing fine but the rest were yelling, kicking, smacking the controllers smacking each other. Nobara got up to kick Megumi in the head which resulted in him dropping the controller which made it harder for them to win. Their communication sucks. As this going on Panda, Toge and I were playing cards against humanity, you know, as one does when their friends are fighting.

Me and Panda were basically hugging each other staring at Toge as he would pick the winner, soon he lifted up his finger and pointed at me. I lift my arms up letting go of Panda to start cheering, I did a little happy dance in my spot. After I was done dancing, I could feel someone's eyes on me so to my surprise all four of them were staring at me, with Megumi and Maki recording me with smiles on their faces, Nobara wasn't holding their laughter in though and was holding their stomach. Yuji was just staring at me with that same smile.

"What?"

"How'd you win." I handed them a card that said, "An erection that lasts longer than four hours". When everyone finished reading the card, they immediately fell back with laughter, even Megumi was laughing his ass off. The rest of us joined them.

"H-How'd that wi-" They couldn't even get a proper sentence out as they were still dying.

"Just get back to your game dumb dumbs."

It was four in the morning when everyone was passed out in a heap of blankets and pillows, most were huddling against Panda as he's like a giant pillow. I on the other hand, was trying not wake anyone up as I left the dorm room and started to walk outside.

If you walked far enough out and away from the school, you would find a lake. It was surrounded by all kinds of flowers, I don't have the time to name them all, but they're there. The lake was big enough that you could see all the koi fish, the moon making the lake look like it has magical properties.

As I sat there, I couldn't feel the presence of someone until they put their hand on my shoulder. I grabbed their wrist and flipped them over my shoulder and pulled my knife to their neck. As the moon shined over their face, I could see the pink whisps of pink hair and their hands up in a defensive way. I sighed, pulled my knife away from his neck and got off of him to go sit back to my original spot. I saw that Yuji got up and sat next to me after getting over the shock.

"I'm sorry." I say but he was already shaking his head. "No, I'm sorry I shouldn't have sneaked up on you." He replied looking at me, but I wasn't looking at him, I was looking at the moon.

"Let's just agree that were both sorry, how about that."

"Yeah." He seemed like he wanted to say something but was hesitant, like he didn't want to upset me.

"If you got something to say, say it." I said, still not looking at him but leaning back, bringing my arms backwards so I lean my body weight on them. I could hear take a big breath in and exhale, before opening his mouth than closing it again. I let him take his time before he finally found his voice again.

"Are you okay. I mean you are supposed to be the strongest and you didn't even sense me coming. Maybe I'm reading too much into it but I'm worried. When you go on missions you always come back severely inju-"

"I'm losing my cursed energy."

"what?"

"I'm losing my cursed energy, which means I'm losing my technique to." He stands up and starts pacing back and forth trying to come up with ideas to get it back, why I'm losing it, it's starting to get annoying. Suddenly he stopped at stared at me with widened eyes. "D-Does Gojo know?"

"He knows but hasn't told me yet." I say looking away from to fully lay down on the grass. "WHAT!" He yells leaning down so his face is right above me, putting his hands on the side of my head, his lips brushing against mine, but he doesn't seem to notice to concerned on me and my cursed energy.

"SO, HE KNOW AND HE HASN'T TOLD YOU! HOW DID YOU FIND OUT THEN?" He yells again, not listening to my protest if him to be quiet, as its still four in the morning. I sighed as it was useless to calm him down. "I shouldn't have told you, look it's getting late, let's go bac-"

"NO, WE NEE-" I cut him off putting my hand on his mouth and pushing back while giving him a glare. "We won't be doing anything. You need to know that you areuseless with anything. The only reason you are here is because you ate one of The King of Curses finger. The only reason you are here and not down there causing destruction and hurting your friends is because you were stupid enough to think that you can be a hero.Ryomen Sukuna is the only you are here. He is the only reas-"

It was his turn to cut me off with his lips on mine. In the mist of my rambling, he moved my hand off his face, my hand wet from his tears. Both of our tears connecting as we kiss

I want this

I want this so bad

"You can't get close to anyone my child."

I can't

"Your destiny is not this"

Not this

"You must face it alone"

Alone

"Alone momma"

"Yes alone"

Alone

I shove him off me and punch him in the stomach. While he's falling back, groaning and rubbing his stomach He looks ahead and sees me, running away from him. I look back and see that his eyes are watering again and see him looking at me with thatdejected puppy look.

Im sorry Yuji

But I must do this alone

#yuji itadori #yuji itadori x reader #gojo satoru #x reader #reader insert

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ultravioletrayz · 3 months

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HIT SO HARD

Pairing: miguel o'hara x f!reader

Warnings: 18+, ANGST, break up, mommy issues, mental health issues, mental breakdown, violence/mild physical abuse, slight allusion to suicide, hurt no comfort

Summary: miguel has a breakdown and decides to push you away

A/N: first attempt at angst, kinda nervous 😝

Word Count: 1.3K

Miguel grits his teeth and takes deep, shaky breaths as he tries to resist the urge to punch a hole through the flimsy desk of his home office. You’re in the next room over, and you’ve already dealt with enough of his shit, let alone another meltdown. His fists are clenched as tears well up in his sharp red eyes, which dart over to the piles upon piles of paperwork and reports on the status of several anomalies captured by Spider-People within the past month he needed to assess. It’s not the most stressful part of Miguel’s job, but it was the most draining. Especially since he’s home with you. At least when he’s at HQ, he’s in an environment where he can either work or do nothing, and he always opts to work. When working from home, he only wants to forget about leading the Society and spend time with his favourite girl. But somehow, his responsibilities always make you out of reach.

He needs a break.

As Miguel struggles to get through a few more papers, the stress of always being relied upon, always having others expecting things from him never giving anything back, and punishing him for being anything but the best accumulates. In a fit of rage and helplessness, Miguel’s claws emerge from his fingertips and he rips apart the arms of his desk chair. Unsatisfied, he stands up and kicks the innocent chair into the wall, causing photo frames to fall and shatter, only adding to the guilt he feels for not being able to cope with his privilege as a leader.

His claws retract as his chest rises and falls with each heavy breath, and he immediately breaks down into tears, hiding his face in his hand as he spots the ruined photo of you and him. He’s so selfish. He should be happy he has control over the safety and well-being of every being in the multiverse, and that he has the honour to protect and serve the people. But he just yearns for a normal life. A life he could be spending with the beautiful girl he neglects because she makes him feel vulnerable, and without that control, he’s worthless. He’s just an angry, resentful piece of shit who happens to have powers that make him obligated to be in a position of power and control. God, what he’d do to just-

“Miguel?” You whisper, reaching out to console Miguel. All the noise had caused you to end the FaceTime call you were having with a friend, startling you greatly. But you had to push your own feelings aside for now to help your boyfriend.

“Don’t. Don’t come near me.” Miguel hisses, eyes wide in surprise due to your sudden presence as tears stream down his face. He sighs and tries to soften his tone, his voice cracking as his hands tremble. “Por favor. Vete, cariño. I hate it when you see me like this.”

Miguel stumbles away from you, turning around so that the pure concern in your eyes can really sink in. He feels like a monster, having caused a pretty girl like you so much pain and uncertainty in his pathetic attempts at being a good man for your sake. Every time he makes the slightest mistake, says or does something so subtly wrong, it’s as if he can feel his mother breathing down his neck, telling him how lazy and useless and selfish he is. How awful of a man he is. And every time he breaks down and you, his angel, comes to his rescue despite it being his goddamn job to protect others, he dreads the day that you’ll think the same thing of him. That he’s a no-good freak. He wouldn’t be able to live if you viewed him the same way Conchata did.

“Stop it. Let me hug you, let me help you.” You plead, taking another step towards Miguel with outstretched arms, only to be met with more tears and another shaky step away from your offer of comfort.

He can’t keep making you do this. You’re too good for him. Miguel needs to set you free, even if it kills him.

“Leave,” Miguel whispers, staring down at the floor to avoid your gaze, his fists clenched and his claws threatening to pierce his palms.

“You can’t expect me to just go back to the couch and-”

“No. I mean leave for good. Leave and don’t come back. I’m done with you.” Miguel utters, his words blunt and cruel as he turns his back to you and assesses the damage he’s caused to his belongings, rather than having to see how much damage he just caused you.

You feel your heart sink, a lightheadedness overcoming your body and causing you to tremble ever so slightly. He can’t be serious. Miguel loves you, he ensures to tell you every time you two are together. What changed? What did you do wrong? Was he just hurting and trying to push you away, or did he really mean it?

“Don’t… Don’t say that. We love each other.” You whisper, lips quivering as you hesitantly reach out to rest your hand on Miguel’s back in a feeble attempt to calm him down.

The sudden contact alarms Miguel. He’s in such a vulnerable and unstable state, that he isn’t able to control himself, or act rationally. He swore that he’d never do anything to hurt you, you were the light of his life. But he’s losing his mind, and gradually becoming everything he swore he’d never become. Maybe he is a bad guy. A bad guy who hit his girlfriend.

You almost fall to the ground at the sharp contact Miguel’s fist makes with your cheek. You lean against the doorframe, looking up at Miguel with a terrified look on your pretty face, which is already turning a deep shade of purple. Miguel is completely appalled with what he’s just done, his whole body being overcome with shame and guilt as he rushes over to help you. He feels like he could vomit, the way you’re looking at him makes him want to die. Before Miguel can reach out to soothe the wound on your face with his touch, you swat his hand away, completely and utterly terrified of the man who’s supposed to love and protect you. Haphazardly, you run out of the room and gather your favourite handbag, which you always leave packed with your essentials. You rush to grab your phone and make your way to the front door, not wanting to be in the presence of Miguel after he just punched you in the face during his meltdown.

“¡No, no, no, no, no, cariño, espera! Baby, please. I swear, I didn’t mean to. You know I didn’t mean to. Please, don’t leave. You can’t leave. I need you, I can’t do this without you, mi vida. I love you. Please, just listen to me!” Miguel begs, sobbing as he follows you around the apartment. He desperately wants to reach out and grab your wrist when you start turning the doorknob to leave, but he doesn’t want to hurt you more than he already has.

You turn around to face him, and Miguel winces at the sight of your black eye already starting to poison your flawless features. All you can do is cry and glare at him as you adjust your bag on your shoulders. Miguel wasn’t the man you thought he was. You knew from the start he was broken, plagued with the trauma of his past. But you never expected him to become physical with you. You’d never be able to look at him the same.

You take a deep breath, stepping out of the apartment while keeping your eyes locked onto Miguel’s sharp, red ones. As you start to walk down the hall towards the elevator, Miguel feels his world ending as he hears you mutter to him.

“You’re not a good guy, Miguel.”

this killed me. poor baby :(

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chiruba · 3 years

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JJK BOYS PRETENDING TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND !

an. i actu wrote this for todo, nori and junpei as well but they were so long so i split it so ! expect a part 2 hehe

ft. itadori yuji, fushiguro megumi, inumaki toge x gn!reader

wc. 0.7k

genre. fluff!

tw. n/a

♯ MASTERLIST ♯ TAGLIST ♯ PART 2 ♯

ITADORI YUJI — itadori can surprisingly pick up on things very quickly - and when he sees the way you're fidgeting and glancing at anything but the random man in front of you, he understands what's happening pretty quickly. yuji approaches you and the man with the same bright smile he shows to everyone, and you sigh in relief because at least you have an excuse to leave!- "hey, baby!" you would've backed away in surprise if yuji didn't hold you so tight to his chest, pressing a kiss to your temple. the intimate position sent your heart pounding, and the smell of his cologne certainly didn't help! "woah. didn't know they were with someone. my bad." the man sends itadori a nervous smile before turning his attention briefly to you, eyes narrowing. the glare he sends you makes you want to nuzzle into itadori's arms further (although you just generally wanted to do so as well) and itadori seems to have no problems with it. "thanks," you sigh, moving to unwrap your arms from his torso, but he hesitates, scratching the back of his neck nervously as a blush and a sweet smile settles on his face. "do you wanna, i don't know, maybe go on a date for real?" he asks, and who are you to say no?

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI — fushiguro's not one to be afraid of confrontation, he doesn't like to beat around the bush. and yet with you, he can't help but stumble nervously over his words and keep his eyes cast downwards. fushiguro wants to know more about you, and so he notices the smallest things about you. the way you fiddle with your fingers when you don't know what to do with your hands, or the way you have to blink constantly to keep yourself awake when you're on the verge of falling asleep - not to mention the way your eyebrows furrow and your lips tug downwards when you feel uncomfortable - just like right now. "'m not really interested…" you mutter for what must be the 5th time, and yet the man bothering you still won't drop it. fushiguro approaches slowly from the corner of your eye and you see him hesitate as nervously makes his way to your side. "are you okay, love?" he asks softly, ignoring the burning embarrassment that comes with uttering the pet name, and you watch in amazement as the expression on his face hardens instantly when he turns to the man. "mhm," you mutter softly, taking a step closer to him, "thanks, fushiguro." the man's sour expression drops and he glances nervously between you. "fushiguro?" he asks, "like fushiguro from saitama urami junior high?" fushiguro simply quirks his eyebrow in response and watches smugly as the man quickly runs away with his tail between his legs. "thanks," you say again, giggling softly at his expressions. "will you finally take me on a date now?"

INUMAKI TOGE — inumaki hates sharing. it's a fun little fact not many know about him. especially you, how could you? inumaki's constantly going out of his way to buy you your favourite snacks, or how he would subtly add more food on to your plate during dinner - and especially when he shared his netflix account with you. inumaki hates sharing, especially with anyone but you. "toge," panda muttered, patting his dear friend on the back, "he won't drop dead just from your glare." and inumaki rolls his eyes in response, he knows that - but that won't stop him from trying. noritoshi is way too close to you right now, the stupid tall idiot, inumaki thinks bitterly, comparing his own height. "oh for gods' sake, toge," maki groans, smacking him over the head with her staff, "if you're so peeved, do something about it!" and with a (small) kick from maki, inumaki determinedly (and nervously) made his way over. "oh!" you perk up as you see inumaki approach, a smile dusting your cheeks, "inumaki!-" inumaki's arms wrap around your waist suddenly, pulling you as possibly close as he can as he makes direct eye contact with noritoshi. "ah," noritoshi begins, "so you two are dating, my apologies." your first instinct is to correct him, but what can you really say when inumaki's holding you so intimately? and truthfully, your subconscious reminds you, you don't really want to deny it either. "you know," you giggle as you watch noritoshi walk away, "this doesn't really count as you asking me out," inumaki grins from ear to ear as he nuzzles closer to you, whispering in your ear - "don't worry, i will soon."

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willowser · 3 years

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and there's this burning, just like there's always been—

fushiguro megumi x reader

wc: 5.5k+

warnings: 18+, explicit language, angst, underage drinking, light smut, loss of virginity, struggles with mental health, i use too many commas, toji is a bad dad, gojo is a menace, fwb, end of long-term relationship, college/university au

Melancholy has always been a blade at Fushiguro’s throat.

Even as a child, six or seven, Megumi can remember how uninterested he was in the activities Gojo tried to put him in, the books Tsumiki read to him — the life he lived. There’s always been a flat line on his face, even when his knuckles were reddening over the skin of someone’s cheekbone, and there are very few moments he can look back on and realize that heaviness hadn’t been behind his eyes.

Toji is a piece of shit dad, but most of those moments are all with him.

And Megumi knows better than that, to think the fleeting dates with his father meant anything at all, but it still made his chest pound when he thought of seeing Toji coming to check him out of school early, to buy him ice cream and take him to the arcade in the middle of a Wednesday afternoon. Laser tag and pizza, that motorcycle game and a handful of stuffed animals from the claw machine, the dinosaur themed shootout; Toji had racked up more than 400 tickets that day, let Megumi use them to buy a giant toy gun and walkie-talkies (they were cheap as shit, probably came from a 99-cent store somewhere, but he’d earned them, with the little tickets those machines spit out — and that mattered).

All those memories are ruined, of course, by the tears that kissed out the flames of his birthday candles instead of his breath. Surrounded by adults he didn’t care about — Utahime, Shoko, Gojo, and even Nanami — Tsumiki told him to make a wish, but Megumi hadn’t gotten the chance, wouldn’t have taken it anyway, because a wish wasn’t going to earn him enough tickets to buy another afternoon with Toji (just one, that’s all he wanted).

It follows him everywhere, the end of that knife, and there is a long period of his life that Fushiguro feels really, really alone — and this is all before college, all before Itadori and Nobara. All before you.

It’s the summer after he graduates high school that he finds comfort in someone that isn’t Toji, for the first time.

Fushiguro wouldn’t have ever considered someone like Kamo his friend. They’d been through school together, shared classes and projects, ate lunch together when there was no one else to sit with — more of an acquaintance than a friend, and though he thought the guy was a bit of an asshole, Megumi can’t forget the night they’d been standing around a fire at Maki’s house and Kamo slurred out,

"I respect you, Fushiguro, for never backing down.”

It had been completely unprecedented and all eyes moved from the fire to him, which Megumi hated, and all he’d done was nod and mutter out a quiet "thanks”.

That’s when you’d come out, quietly, Mai in tow, to slip between the other six bodies standing around, to slither up to Kamo, to place your hand in his. Megumi didn’t really think about you at that point, when he was seventeen and quiet and alone, but he knew your name, knew you and Kamo had been together since the two of you were barely fifteen. Young love — the two of you seemed determined to make it last.

He didn’t think about you then, not at that point, but you’d always been nice, casual; you looked in his eyes when he spoke and asked his opinion if he was silent when a question was asked to the group, you laughed (maybe because you felt like you should) if he said some witty, asshole kind of thing. But Kamo’s arm was around your shoulders, your lip gloss was on his cheek, and Fushiguro isn’t that guy, knows better than to pine over a woman on another man’s arm.

It isn’t until another year later, six months after he’d turned eighteen — and Gojo still hadn’t kicked him out, like he always said he would — that he found you in the grass outside of Miwa’s house, that he found another woman on Kamo’s arm. That sight had sent him searching for you (maybe because he felt like he should), absentmindedly, ignoring the warm buzz beer was producing in his chest.

Toji wasn’t ever going to help him get a truck, even if he’d said it one weekend in January, when he’d bought Megumi cigarettes for the first time, and there was no asking Gojo for assistance, so the little truck he managed to save for was sitting in the street. Your feet were against the wheels, kicking them without any real force, and when you looked up at him, Fushiguro recognized the heartbreak on your face.

“I can’t find my phone,” The mascara running down your cheeks was quickly wiped away before you patted the grass drunkenly, pulling some of the blades out with a little, angry grunt. It had been underneath you; Fushiguro asked for your number and called it, a little tune from a Sci-Fi movie you’ve talked about playing from underneath your butt. That’s when he’d offered you a ride home, since you looked about as miserable as he felt.

The truck cab had been filled with only the sounds of your sniffling, your hiccups, all the way across town as he drove, and the little bit of alcohol in his system hadn’t let him feel like it was weird of him to do. Out in the grass, crying as the love of your life got hot and heavy with a college girl — why wouldn’t he offer you a way out? If you felt awkward, he had no idea, you just kept tucking your hair behind your ear, yawning, picking at your cuticles as the street lights grazed across your face.

When Fushiguro turned the truck off in your driveway, the both of you just stared at the garage door, left half open by your younger brother to allow you a silent sneak inside. That’s when you asked,

“Why doesn’t he want me anymore?”

There wasn’t anyone more ill-equipped to answer that question than him. It dawned on Fushiguro that he should’ve said something positive, something motivating about not needing Kamo, but Megumi has never listened to that bullshit — especially not from Tsumiki — and he wasn’t about to be a hypocrite.

“I don’t know.” Is all he said, all he knew to say.

How many tickets do you have? Megumi wanted to ask. Maybe the two of you could pool them together, get another night with Kamo, taste whiskey for the second time with Toji in the harsh fluorescent light of a liquor store. If the two of you tried hard enough, they’d come back. If the two of you blew out the candles together.

But Fushiguro hadn’t said that, just nodded when you said goodnight, watched you crawl into the darkness of your garage. And then he went home.

Two weeks later, Gojo wouldn’t stop asking him about college, if he was going, in that annoying way he does, when he acts like he doesn’t care — but he wouldn’t have been asking so much if that were true. It had been the kind of night where Fushiguro knew he wasn’t going to get any sleep, and he knew right away; there are very few things in the world that make him as content as crawling into the warmth of his blankets, shutting off his brain and emotions and turmoil long enough that he lay, suspended, time passing him by and not hurting like it usually does, so when his eyes hadn’t fallen shut after twenty minutes of honest-to-god trying — Megumi knew.

Your number hadn’t even been saved to his phone, just sitting in his call log, staring back at him as he tried to understand why he’d even thought about you. It had been late Saturday, early Sunday morning really, and the chances of you being awake were slim, even slimmer than the chance that you would answer. There wasn’t any way his number was saved to your phone, no way, and a call in the middle of the night — morning? — was something that was likely to go ignored.

Even before he pressed ‘call’, Fushiguro regretted it, but you answered after the second ring. You said his name in a question when the line picked up.

“Hey,” he said quietly, digging his fingers into his eyes because he was a fucking idiot. “Wanna go for a drive?”

Between the tears and sadness and longing coating your throat, you croaked out, “Yes.”

There hadn’t been any destination in mind, not at 2 in the morning, and you still sat beside him and sniffed and cried as he drove aimlessly. There was a shirt on your frame that was too large and, even though it smelt like you, it had been obvious why you’re wearing it, who it belonged to, and the sweatpants on your legs had little rice balls all over them (not that he had been wearing much better). It’s not like you wore that much makeup, but he’d never seen you so bare-faced; eyes red and swollen, nose raw from rubbing it, lips peeling because you couldn’t stop biting them. Even after Miwa’s party, mascara had been enough of a mask on your sad, pretty face that he hadn’t looked too close.

But then, as you played with a string coming loose from your seatbelt, watching the long-closed buildings pass you by, Megumi wondered if he looked like you. The stupid name had always made him feel unintentionally feminine, not to mention that Tsumiki called him a pretty boy, but he’d been just as bare-faced as you — eyes red, nose stinging, lips chapped. It made him feel like he wasn’t so alone, for the first time.

Fushiguro pulled into a parking lot eventually, a spot as far away from the lights as he could find, and he’d been about to start crying, too, encouraged by your shamelessness, when you turned to him.

“What are we doing?” The way you asked made it sound like something else had been going on, something besides two lonely souls trying to understand why they aren’t enough.

“I don’t know,” Fushiguro said — again — then he worried you were expecting something from him. Did you smoke weed? Is that what you thought he meant? Fushiguro never had, but there were cigarettes in the glove box if you wanted one. “What do you want to do?”

“I don’t know,” It sounded like another wave of heartbreak was about to crack you open, the way you clutched your stomach and groaned quietly. In some dark, disgusting way, Fushiguro hoped it would — then he could let go, and maybe he could trust you not to say anything. “Are you a virgin?”

That had him choking on the lump in his throat as his face lit up the inside of the cab. “What?”

You faced the parking lot again, tucking hair behind your ear as you spoke away from him. “Because if you are, then I’m not gonna do this.”

This. His mind started racing, trying to remember how his voice had sounded when he called you, if — somehow — he had made you think this is what he wanted from you. It wasn’t, hadn’t even been a thought in his head until just then. Was he that guy? The kind that takes advantage of girls that are heartbroken and crying, searching for comfort from a boy just as lost?

“No,” Fushiguro breathed, “I just wanted to —”

To sit and cry with you? About the ache in your chest, because he had it, too?

“It’s okay,” With a sniff, you shrugged, finally looking back at him, and then he realized you weren’t crying anymore. “I just didn’t know if you were —” a frown split your face, like what you were about to say hit too close to home, “— saving it for someone.”

Fushiguro had watched porn plenty of times — something he insists to himself is out of curiosity and not because he’s some horny bastard like Toji — and he’d flown straight through puberty. Gojo took out a new girl almost every week, even had the audacity to bring them back to the apartment and hang a sock on the door, which always made Megumi scarce for at least two hours. There hadn’t been any girls in school that seemed worthy enough of the effort it would take to unveil himself, to take out the broken parts of him and arrange them in a way they could understand, and so he hadn’t.

The this you’re referencing made his whole body hot, turned him into that horny bastard he didn’t want to be, and he should’ve told you yes, that he was a virgin and no, he wasn’t saving it for anyone, but he hadn’t. There had been enough want pumping through his blood to cloud his head, especially as you shuffled around to get rid of your cute, little sweatpants, and crawled to straddle him in the truck. When you scratched your fingers against his scalp, he was already half-hard, even when you told him,

“I’m not going to kiss you, though, is that okay?”

It’s a good thing you wouldn’t; Fushiguro just nodded.

Gojo bought him condoms for his eighteenth birthday, arranged them in the shape of a dick in front of everyone — adults he didn’t care about; Utahima, Shoko, even Nanami — and Megumi had thrown them into the glove box, furious, afterwards. When he reached to grab one for himself, the pack of cigarettes fell out; there were only two missing: the one he smoked, the one Toji bummed.

"They’re extra lubed up,” Gojo had told him, grinning like an asshole and patting his shoulder, "because you probably won’t get her very wet the first time.”

Fuck him, he’d been right.

The feel of your breath against his neck, the way your nose nudged just under his ear, the flutter of your eyelashes against his skin; Fushiguro was embarrassed at how hot it made him, how quick he got rock solid without so much as a kiss from you. The way you’d started rubbing your clit told him you’d done this before, especially since you didn’t so much as cringe when sinking all the way down on him.

Nothing had ever been as difficult as not cumming on the spot for Fushiguro.

The whole interaction lasted about six minutes and had been painfully awkward, especially since he hadn’t even held you, just gripped the seat underneath him so hard his knuckles turned white, and because he filled up that condom long before you finished around him. His legs were made of jelly when he slumped out of the truck to toss it in the dumpster and your sweatpants were on when he came back. The two of you just sat in silence, breathing evening out, while staring at the parking lot.

If you had started crying again, Fushiguro would have felt really bad, even worse than he already did as the cloud of lust faded from his mind, but he tried to find solace in the fact that you didn’t look bothered. You tucked hair behind your ear again and had the courage to smile sadly at him, which made him realize he was probably in love with you.

“I was gonna follow him to college, you know?” The reminder of Kamo had him flinching, “Even though it wasn’t my first choice school, but —” you shrugged, “— he wanted to go alone.”

Fushiguro wouldn’t have ever considered someone like Kamo his friend, but he did consider him to be a giant idiot. It’s really cliche, the way he felt about you after that, especially since the quiet way you mourned over a guy that wasn’t thinking twice about you seemed all too familiar.

“My dad,” Fushiguro breathed, wiping a damp hand against his sweatpants, “is a fucking asshole.”

It didn’t have anything to do with what you were saying and you cast him a quizzical glance. It didn’t have anything to do with what you were saying, and yet it did.

Maybe Fushiguro had been imagining it, since he’d started seeing you in a rose-colored light, but it seemed like you understood. “Kamo is a fucking asshole, too.”

That made the both of you laugh, bitterly, and then you started crying again.

That summer, it only happened three more times before coming to an end. It hadn’t been all that special and he always came before you, but he’d say something about Toji (“I’ll never be like him, for as long as I live. I’ll kill myself before letting that happen.”) and you’d say something about Kamo (“I just don’t know what I did wrong, what I did to make him change his mind.”) and it felt a little like the two of you were lying in the grass, looking for the phone, kicking the wheels of someone’s truck together. Like the candles were lit and both of you were crying and neither of you were making the wish, because it didn’t matter.

Neither of you were enough and it had been comforting, in some weird, sick way.

The second and third time happened in the bed of his truck, because you almost hit your head multiple times when riding him, and he gathered all the blankets in the apartment to bring with him — casually — when he picked you up again. And the last, because he was a fucking idiot, had been in his room.

Gojo had that nice shirt on again, so Fushiguro had been watching from the window, waiting any minute for his car to disappear from the driveway before you came over, but it never did. Everytime he peeked out into the living area, Gojo had been just sitting in the kitchen, picking idly at a book, at his phone, inspecting his sunglasses as if they were broken. Of course Fushiguro hadn’t mentioned you’d be coming over, because that would have only started a grand shit-show, but, nevertheless, when you came walking up the driveway in a dress, he’d had to slide down the wood floor in his socks before Gojo could answer the door.

“Myfriendiscomingover.” Is what he’d spit out, standing as still and straight as the pencil poised between Gojo’s fingers. When the doorbell rang, when he pulled it open to reveal you, wearing a less-than-sincere smile, his roommate had grinned.

“Oooooh, who’s this?”

It had been a giant mistake, to bring you there, but Gojo was supposed to be long gone, not in all his menacing glory, asking you your name and where you came from, how much money Fushiguro paid you to come over. Everything got worse when Gojo insisted he wasn’t going anywhere, that the two of them were about to start cooking a three course meal, if she was hungry, because he’s a fabulous cook, did you know? Don’t be shy, Megumi-chan!

You kissed him that time, after he’d finally gotten you into his room and his pants off (just before Gojo had knocked and asked, “I’m going outside, need anything from the car?”; he didn’t, he’d gone to get them from his truck yesterday). It was hopeless, how he felt about you, which is why he’d stolen Gojo’s cologne and put on a shirt he hadn’t worn since the last Zen'in reunion, trying — and failing — to remain casual, and it’s why he tried to take the lead and be on top that time.

He told himself it had been an accident, when you placed your hands lightly on his shoulders and leaned up, mid-thrust, to kiss the lip that was throbbing between his teeth. When you did it again, then he knew, and it made his hips stutter in a way that told him he was a lot closer to finishing than he wanted to be, so he just stilled inside you and moved his mouth against yours until his lungs began to ache.

Just for once, Fushiguro was enough. At least, that’s what it felt like.

Gojo actually had gone to the car, and then to a place down the street to get food for the three of you, and Fushiguro — as usual — was done in a heartbeat, before he got back. You did stay for dinner and laughed at the dumb things Gojo said and did. The two of you were left alone again, just to watch a movie on the couch, and you sat next to him and held his hand, leaned your head against your shoulder and only left after the film was over. Before getting in your car, you’d even kissed him again.

It felt like something he had always wanted and always needed, the calm kind of serenity that most people were born with, the kind Toji had robbed him of long ago. Even Nanami commented on it, once more when they were pestering him about college — Tsumiki was pissed, when she came home from University one weekend to find out about it from Satoru, of all people.

The traitor that is his heart wondered (a lot) if his dad would like you, if he’d meet you — even once, just once. Maybe Toji would be proud of him, scoring a girl like you.

The next time Fushiguro called you, it had been screened almost immediately, and he was halfway into over analyzing the text he’d been typing out when yours came across the screen first.

I still want to be friends, but I feel like I should let you know Noritoshi and I are back together.

The two of you didn’t stay friends, didn’t speak again before you followed Kamo out of the city, off to college.

When Nobara finally gets to the library, where Itadori and Fushiguro are waiting, there are three cans of watermelon Redbull in her arms, along with her books and pencil case. As usual, she sits down in a huff and whacks Yuuji when he reaches for one, chastising him, “the last thing you need is any more energy than you already have, idiot”. It makes him smile when Itadori whines about it, when they get into a whisper-war about name calling.

These days, at college, with friends that remind him he isn’t as alone as he once thought, Megumi smiles a lot more, feels threatened by that blade a little less.

It had taken a year for Gojo — with the help of Utahime and Shoko, even Nanami — to finally convince Fushiguro to enroll in a local college. All the money his “guardian” had been collecting, all this time, for raising him mysteriously materialized when he finally applied; to this day, Gojo insists he spent that money on clothes, cologne, women whose names he didn’t remember. He was behind them, Nobara and Itadori, but it only made them better study partners.

The Redbull should have been a dead give away; Kugisaki likes them — the taste more than the rush of caffeine they provide her — but she never drinks more than two in one sitting.

She doesn’t look up, avoids eye contact with Fushiguro completely, when you sit down beside her, squeezing her bicep and whispering, “sorry i’m late”.

“It’s okay,” Nobara whispers back, “I just got here, too.”

It’s only after you pop the top of the can that you peer at him, over the lip of the energy drink. Nothing flashes over your face, not recognition, not shame or surprise, and he just gapes at you.

Fushiguro just gapes at the tan-line around your ring finger.

It had been late August when the Zen'in’s had their reunion again. Fushiguro hated them, all of them, but he only went because Mai felt left out when Maki started strutting around, making her presence known, being the pest she thrived on being. To his surprise, Mai had taken a cigarette from his pack when he’d pulled it from his back pocket — after the summer ended, he started smoking them more, even if they made his lungs ache, because he was searching them, trying to understand what Toji liked about them so much. If he found out, then maybe he would understand his piece of shit dad a little more.

The two of them had been leaning against a tree outside, ignoring all the talking and bullshit reminiscing. Mai had been in the middle of complaining about the way Naoya spoke down to her, threatening to kick his ass, when she’d tried to show him whatever she’d been absentmindedly scrolling through on her phone.

“Him, too,” She spat, angling her phone in a second attempt to make Fushiguro look at it; he didn’t care what was on her Instagram, honestly. “Kamo was always a fucking asshole. I can’t believe she’s gonna marry him.”

The ring he bought you was nice, because he came from a wealthy family and could afford it, and in the photo of you, showing it off with a great, giant, teary smile, Fushiguro noticed that you’d cut your hair, that you looked as if you’d lost a little bit of weight since he’d kissed you. The caption you put read, and they lived happily ever after. It had a bunch of likes, comments from your friends — even Mai double-tapped it, though she’d just been fuming about it.

The last known number Megumi had for his father was one from a shitty complex a few towns over, which made the chances of Toji answering dismal. Fushiguro called from a pay-phone, because maybe, if his dad didn’t know it was his son calling, he’d pick it up — and he had.

Megumi wanted Toji to sound tired or drunk, as if he really was out there, addicted to or busy with something that could justify the absence in his son’s life, but he hadn’t. Toji sounded fine, normal, casual.

“I’m glad mom left you because you never deserved her, not a second of her fucking time.” Fushiguro spat, “You’re a goddamn disgrace and leaving you and me was the smartest thing she ever did because you’re a fucking curse, you know that? And I’m doomed, just like you, to die in this world without anything or anyone.”

And then he hit the pay phone against the receiver, over and over again, until change started shaking out of it, until the plastic cracked and the dial tone finally went quiet.

Itadori looks surprised when he sees you at the table, too, but you don’t look at his face for very long, you only smile, as if you’re shy, before scooting closer to Nobara.

“Hi,” Yuuji whispers, a friendly grin quirking up on his lips. “Nice to meet you.”

Kugisaki rolls her eyes — and finally spares Fushiguro a quick glance. “Don’t be weird.”

“All I said was hello!”

“Hey, Megumi,” Your eyes are on your notes when you say it, writing something in your loopy, pretty hand-writing. When you look up at him, his face goes red, just like it had in the truck. The smile you send him is sincere this time, for the first time.

“Hey.”

Now Yuuji looks really surprised, looking between the two of you, even as Nobara kicks him under the table. “You know each other? Ow! Knock it off!”.

The lead in Kugisaki’s pencil breaks with how hard she presses it into her paper. “I told you already, Itadori. Remember?”

He leans across the table, as if you aren’t going to hear him loudly whisper, “I would have remembered if you told me about Fushiguro knowing —”

Another kick silences him, this time from Megumi himself. Yuuji looks at him with a frown, shrugging as if he can’t understand what he’s doing wrong.

“Yes,” You lean a little forward into the table, eyes dancing over Fushiguro’s face in a way that’s too studious, “we know each other. We graduated high school together.”

There are rings on your fingers, little silver ones, but none of them are the diamond you had shown off in that picture, four years ago. Fushiguro is twenty-two now, he’s kissed and slept with a few other girls since then, but the sight of you — looking at him like that — breaks and heals his heart all over again. Young love — it’s determined not to die out, no matter how hard he wants it to.

“Do you have the notes from Yaga’s class last week?” You ask, tucking hair behind your ear. “I missed and I’m struggling to get caught back up.��

Fushiguro snaps his eyes back down to the notebook on the table, suddenly insecure of everything about him — his handwriting, the smell of his deodorant, the crinkles in his clothes, the messiness of his hair. “Uh, which lecture?”

With a sigh, you say, “All of them from that week.”

“She’s behind, too,” Nobara says casually, looking up at Megumi pointedly from underneath her eyelashes. “I think the two of you even have all the same classes.”

Does she know?

You send Kugisaki a red look, full of embarrassment, and she shamelessly nudges your shoulder with hers. It makes him hot, the idea that Nobara knows the intimacies of whatever fragments of a relationship the two of you had, the idea that there has been a time when you’ve sat down and explained it all to her. The idea that you’ve thought about him.

The semester is well worn in — they’re all studying for midterms — and he’s never seen you on campus before. How could he have missed you, if you had all the same classes? If you had even one together? How could he have missed the gentle sight of you, when you were supposed to be cities away, living your happily ever after?

(There is a part of him that’s proud that he’s missed you, as if it’s a testament to how far removed from your hold he is, how over you he is. But then Yuuji pipes in with something about his own notes, how he’ll find his old ones and share if Fushiguro won’t, and the genuine grin on your face is so blinding.)

“Of course,” His words come out clipped and he sends Itadori a look he never has before, one that’s green with unjustified jealousy. “Of course I’ll share mine.”

It’s dark outside when Nobara reaches across the table to pinch Itadori in the arm, when she gives him an obvious look and tells the two of you that they are going back to their dorm, because they’re tired. "If you wanna stay and keep studying,” nothing about Kugisaki is casual, “that’s totally cool.”

“I’m tired, too.” A yawn accompanies your words, as if to prove it, and he tries not to feel a little disappointed.

“Don’t you live off campus?” Nobara asks, “Maybe Fushiguro can give you a ride.”

Everyone is looking at him, which he hates.

“Yeah,” You answer and it’s only because of the light in the library that he can see the shyness in your eyes. It’s giving him whiplash; Fushiguro doesn’t have a memory of the two of you where his face wasn’t bright and hot, where he wasn’t the nervous one. “I live with my parents right now.”

There isn’t a ring, there isn’t any sign of Kamo — Fushiguro wonders if this will end like it had before, when he was alone again, when he wasn’t enough. The thought makes his entire chest hurt, but he already knows he’ll let you do it, ruin him.

Maybe he shouldn’t, but as soon as the two of you are outside, away from the hawkish gaze of Kugisaki, he stops on the stairs and asks, “Do you ever think about that summer?”

When you spin around, there isn’t a mask in sight; the heartbroken look on your face is as plain as day, much darker than the smile you’d worn all afternoon. “Yes.” Already you’re crying, hands clenching into fists, and Fushiguro regrets asking. “Do you?”

None of it had been particularly special, but there had always been a quiet peace, when that blade wasn’t nicking him, when he didn’t feel ashamed to bear his emotions to the world — to you — when the feeling of you in his arms was enough. It hadn’t really been about the sex, and Fushiguro is certain that summer would have wounded him even without it, even if his lips had never met yours.

“Too much.” The way he felt about you was cliche, but it would have happened all the same, because he’s cursed.

“Me too.” It’s whispered, since your voice can’t go much higher than that without breaking. “I thought about you —” then your voice raises, and your chin wobbles with the effort it takes for you to form the words, “— more than I should have, more than I ever did. Even after —” You can’t continue anymore and it’s pitiful, how frustrated you seem at yourself, the way your hands come up to cover your face as you sob into them. Faintly, from behind your palms, he eventually hears you cry, “— even after he came back, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

And it’s like maybe you’re doomed, too.

It dawns on Fushiguro that he should say something positive, something to cheer you up or to comfort you, but he’s never been good at that. When he wraps an arm around your shoulders and pulls you, when he rests his mouth against your hairline as you gasp, he says,

“Hey, wanna go for a drive?”

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han-shinsuke · 3 years

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[ 🔞 ] m a k i z e n i n x f e m r e a d e r [‼️]

Exaggeratingly speaking, you were almost beaten into a pulp, like really. Tore hands’ bandages, few cuts on your skin, and a long shallow gash on your neck. It was only the beginning, they said. The first step towards death. You weren’t born with combative skills so it has been an easy task for them to knock you out of the ring with a single hit. In addition to the sufferings you’ve been through today, the newly appointed head of the Zenin clan made you stood in the target pit. She aimed a high calibre gun to your direction, firing directly at you. She surely gave you a lifetime reminder that you were no match for any opponents. With the skills you have, you better stay hidden. It’s just a gash but you bleed pretty bad.

“Maki, withdrawn you from the selection.” Mai Zenin, Maki’s sister, breaks the news for you. As expected, Maki decides everything for you. “She also relocated you to a new residence. You will be transferred tomorrow.”

Mai gives you a tap on your shoulder before leaving your room in the Zenin Household.

You touched the patch on your neck, stared at the ceiling and let out an exasperated sigh. Maki is clearly kicking you out of her life. You’re nothing but a cargo for her. You were no longer the teen she needed to look out for. You are on your own now. You must, at least, thank her for taking care of you when your parents died in a mission.

You packed your things first before heading out to talk to her privately. You banged her door, slid it open and jumped in as if nothing happened during the training today. She was already in her bed, holding a book, reading thoroughly between the pages.

“Maki!” you greeted cheerfully. As you should. She exhales tiredly, closing the book.

You sat on the end of her bed, back against her view. “What are you here for? I believe Mai have already told you.”

“She did told me. I’m just here to say thank you for all those years you spent with me. And also, I like you 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍, Maki. No matter how many times you tried to kick me out.”

You clutched on your chest and prevent the low whimper to escape your lips. So what if you shared the same gender? So what if she had undergone a surgery to remove her mammary gland. So what if she dated sophisticated women but never tried to gamble on you? Okay. You are not worth the risk. You are not her type.

“You said you’ll kill me if I end up liking you for real, about earlier, you purposely targeted me, right? You still remember what I said to you when I was eighteen, that I would ask you out. I’m twenty three now, so that was five years ago.” how come you still managed to laugh about it?

“And I’m seven years older than you, Y/N.” you turned to her. She was leaning her back on the headboard while staring at you.

“You care so much about numbers, Maki!” you pouted your lips and turned your back on her. Gah! You were screaming internally! Maki’s pixie haircut suited her well! “I would be really glad if you at least fuck me, ma’am before I leave for tomorrow.” You were supposed to keep those thoughts to yourself but you happened to say it loud.

“What the fuck, Y/N?!” you were startled when her voice boomed.

You raised from where you were seated, laughed maniacally and gave her a peace sign. “Oops! Sorry, Maki!” you were about to walk out but she stopped you.

“Fine. Come here.” She removed her eyeglasses. In a very fuckingly seductive manner! “come sit on my lap.” Also removed the warm comforter covering her lower body.

“You are so pretty, Maki!” you exclaimed before jumping on her like a kid you once were. She’s wearing a matching black pajama and damn! Zenin looks much prettier at close range!

“Do you even know how to kiss?” she’s not blinking while her hands are groping your sides.

You clapped on her face then told her about the guys you kissed before. “But I know you can kiss better than those men, Maki.” You leaned to her, brushing your lips against hers.

“I didn’t know you desire me this bad, Y/N.” a lustful look before the kiss you have been waiting for.

You held onto her shoulders, tilting your head paralleled to her. You were higher than her this time so you were in control of the kiss. You caved in her lips inside your mouth. Flexing what you have learned from your previous flings. Maki groaned in your mouth. Gripping your waist ever tightly than before. She tastes mint with a hint of sweetness. You opened your mouth a bit wider when Maki tried initiating a different pace. Her hands left your waist. It crawled inside your shirt, cupping your small breasts as soon as she dominates over the kiss.

“Maki~” you breathed helplessly when she latch on your neck. Licking a certain spot up and down. Her hands are not leaving your bosoms, in particular, your erected nipplesx she keeps pinching and tugging. “Aahh, shit, Maki!” you stopped her face first dipping comfortably on your neck before turning to her hands that seems enjoying it stay on your chest.

“What?” she asked against your lips.

“I would love to feel your skin on me. Can we get naked now?” you breathed again. What a desperate shit you are?

“Okay,” she laughed. Rolling you off your shell. Maki unbuttoned her pajama tops after you got naked on her lap.

The heat have risen to another level so you found yourself humping on her lap while she was basically devouring your titsx.

“Gosh, Maki! Bite me again please aah!” you lifted your body and pushed more of yourself to her hot mouth. Maki started sucking and biting you loudly and you moaned loudly as well.

You felt so fucking hot when her saliva drip down from your chest down to your navel. She’s creating a real mess out of you. And you fucking love it.

When she’s done painting your chest with her spittles, Maki went back to your lips, kissing you torridly. You protruded your tongue inside her mouth and she sucked it so good that you started sneaking a hand inside her panty to feel her wetness. Maki gasped from your boldness but she didn’t stop kissing you. You smiled against her lips before sliding your thumb between her slit. It’s your turn to gasp, you even moaned from how slick she felt on your touch.

“Y/N, stop torturing yourself.” said Maki as she pulled your hand out of her undergarments.

Before you could ask, Maki carried you in her arms towards the round table near the glass wall of her room. No one’s gonna see what you two were doing since the space from the other side are nothing but plants and flowers.

Maki put you atop of the table, spreading your legs apart. She can see how wet you were for her so she excitedly kneel down on the floor to lick your leaking folds.

“More, Maki~ more please~” you were deliriously squirming on the table when she started lapping you there, sucking your clitx loudly, popping a finger in and out of your tight anusx.

In just a minute, you drenched the table with your thick arousal but Maki didn’t stop rubbing her mouth on your heat. She kept doing her job. Giving your other lips frenchy that made you moan shit and that.

You were almost there when she stop licking you. You snapped at her.

“Fuck, Maki! Why?!” she just laughed.

“You, slut, spread your legs for me.” you followed her orders and spread wide for her while removing the last piece of cloth on her body.

Good thing that the round table can accommodate two people at the same so when she join you and hover her lower body on you to attach to your leaking lips, you worried yourself on how she would rock you in a very limited space.

But that’s Maki Zenin. She’s resourceful and skillfully talented.

In the end, you heard yourself moaning and crying her name from how well she grind and bump her cunt on yours like it’s nothing.

“Fuck, Y/N! You’re fucking dripping aahh!”

“More, Maki~ I’m near my peak aaahh~”

You helped yourself and mimicked her hips. You rubbed your cunt faster than her, grinding your drenched folds against her creaming ones. Maki breathed heavily and levelled with your pace and needy pumps. Rocking you harder and faster until you two come undone.

Maki kissed you on your lips and played with your titsx as she finished her loads. She went down from the tabletop and took something from her cabinet.

She adhered it near your convulsing body and it stands hard and proud.

Maki returned to her bed and smiled wickedly.

“Ride that thing, Y/N. You’ll look good on it.”

“Yes, ma’am.” your only reply before sitting your cunt around the long and thick dildo that Maki told you to ride.

On your last night in their residence, Maki made you ride it before fucking you again with it.

It may be your last night in the Zenin Household but not the last time you’d be crying her name from intense pleasure.

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bonsai62 · 3 years

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I just realized something... I was talking to this person one time on a post before and as I was typing that’s when i realized something:

This is for my fellow Nobamaki & Itafushi shippers! If you guys don’t ship it then it’s okay! This is just like a small analysis in my eyes and the way I read things! I can be wrong or just love reaching on a shit ton of things but this is all for fun and I love sharing with you guys!

Let’s get started! Also, this contains spoilers!

Do you guys realize that Nobamaki/Itafushi actually parallel to each other? Let me explain in shitty English and basic grammar and vocabulary lol:

As I watch and read Jujutsu Kaisen I see a lot of parallels between characters; Gojo with Megumi or Yuji, Getou with Megumi and Yuji or Nobara and Maki... but what I want to parallel between characters is:

Yuji & Maki

1. Raw strength:

Both are hella fucking strong and for people who don’t have cursed techniques, they know how to kick fucking ass. What made me realize that both of them are the same is honestly during the baseball game. I like how we were able to see Maki and Yuji making a home run... okay well Momo fucked up Maki’s groove! Haha! But during the Tokyo vs Kyoto event, Maki and Yuji go ham on their enemy.

Yes, Maki used weapons but still, we can’t deny she got good speed and strength that is similar to Yuji’s. That’s why I wish I can see them both doing a bad ass duo fight together.

I have a small headcanon that Yuji actually enjoys training with Maki the most because I feel like he can understand someone who shares similarity in natural raw strength and speed. And Maki feels the same way and it’s a good excuse to bully Yuji as a joke. I would honestly love to see that! Lol!

2. Their story:

Yuji and Maki honestly have it bad. Yuji loosing his only family member (his abuelo) and becoming Sukuna’s vessel which leads him to a future execution. For Maki is the fact that her family treated her like garbage and having to leave her sister behind and eventually her sister dying.

Both Maki and Yuji share that same pain when it comes to loosing someone. We saw Yuji with Junpei and in the Shibuya Arc with Nanamin and Noabra. Again, Maki the same with Mai.

I think what made me even realize it MORE on how alike and how they parallel with each other are these images right here and how they worded their final saying:

In the Shibuya Arc, Yuji lost it. He lost it with Nanamin and Nobara (but luckily for Todo, he was able to pick his feet back up).

If I was Yuji, I would’ve reacted the same way because imagine having the idea you want to save people no matter what but people keeps dying around you or by you? It’s tiring and I would’ve had a mental breakdown too.

After kicking Mahito’s ass, Yuji says there is no reason anymore. For me, when Maki’s arc came it really reminded me of this:

When Mai died and was killed by her own dad. Her dad took away someone who was precious to Maki no matter how much they didn’t get along. Maki really wanted to create the Zenin clan just for Mai to be safe and free.

Again, same with Maki, I would’ve killed the whole clan too because of how in general the Zenin clan is and how they treat people.

3. Having a “curse”:

Nanamin to Yuji: “You’ve got it from here”

Mai to Maki: “destroy everything”

I don’t necessarily mean a curse curse but it’s more like final words that someone important to them said before dying.

For Yuji, he won’t die because Nanamin believes that Yuji can move forward and save the world.

As for Maki, Mai tells her to destroy everything in order for things to change (I might be wrong). It’s for the Zenin clan to start fresh. That is another way I kinda Interpreted (again, I can be wrong). Maki still isn’t done with destroying things plus she is going to move forward just like Yuji.

I have a thing that if the higher ups find out about Maki, she would be on the verge of being executed as well. So imagine both Maki and Yuji together being executed.

Now on to the next pair!

Megumi & Nobara

Again, this is just me analyzing. But if you ship Itafushi and Nobamaki, you can actually see another pair that parallels to each other but so far I haven’t seen anyone compare them yet, or it’s just me lol!

1. No rivalries:

I think what I love about these ships so damn much is that there is NO RIVALRIES. Even if you don’t ship them you have to admit it is amazing seeing a m/m or f/f getting along without being damn rivals. I’m glad Gege decided not to do that especially towards the women because it does get so tiring that two women don’t like each other for no damn reason or fighting over the main guy or other main guy. At least when Nobara didn’t like Mai or Momo, she had a reason for not liking them.

And don’t get me started with Megumi and Yuji. I was so happy to finally see two boys be friends instead of the usual, boring rivalries. I’m a be honest with you, I was pretty shocked that Gege was able to make Megumi and Yuji be so close and trust each other as friends. It’s a breath of fresh air for the two ships like omg I was happy not seeing the basic shonen bullshit with the f/f and m/m relationship.

2. Hyping up their pairs:

What I mean by hyping them up, I’m talking about the potential that Maki and Yuji has that Nobara and Megumi sees from them. Nobara since the start acknowledge that Maki is strong and vice versa with Megumi with Yuji. What made me see that Nobara knows that Maki is just amazing and strong was during the baseball when Maki was able to hit almost a home run. Nobara just knew that Maki would be able to make that home run but again Momo ruined her moment! Lol!

As for Megumi, we see while the Tokyo students came up with a strategy to win against the Kyoto students, we see him saying that Yuji can actually beat all their asses without curse energy or energy(one of those). Megumi reassures to people that Yuji can take care of himself and is very useful. Another time Megumi reassured that Yuji is strong is when he was in his bed healing from Hanami’s attacks and when they fought tiger against that one dude (forgot his name)

3. Thinking about them/defending them:

Now… this is really what made me think why Nobara and Megumi parallel with each other

It’s becasue I feel like they’re the ones who are more attached and over protective with Yuji and Maki than how Maki and Yuji are with them.

Now, I’m not saying it’s vice verse with Maki and Yuji. But I’m talking about how Nobara and Megumi expresses it. Let me explain:

While reading and watching JJK, we see how Nobara is with Maki compared to anyone else. And no, I’m not saying that Nobara isn’t overprotective with Megumi or Yuji but just the way she is towards Maki. I would honest love to see how these girls got along and how they became close!

Ever since Maki and Nobara had that deep conversation about why Maki choose to be a sorcerer, that is when I actually started shipping them because of how much respect Nobara has towards Maki and it continues to develop more and more with the two of them. We saw how Nobara got super defensive when she fought against Mai (First time) and started dissing Mai. The second time was with Momo, when she was straight up talking shit about Maki.

I love how when Nobara was talking about Maki and Yuji when fighting against Momo. However, I felt a different vibe towards it as well. What I mean by that is that I got more of a “big sister vibe” toward Yuji and a “I love and respect Maki”

But again, I feel like Nobara had some sort of feeling and attachment toward Maki ever since that fight with Momo and more than anyone else too. However, that is just me though! You do t have to agree with my reaching!

For Megumi and Yuji… First of all… Megumi would not hesitate to pull a trigger if anyone is trying to harm Yuji. What made me see that was against Kamo and the Kyoto students. I swear that day Megumi was literally about to commit murder.

Yeah, Nobara got pissed but she went easy on them, but Megumi didn’t. Oh no, he was about to commit a felony. He wanted all the smoke. He wanted that curse. I swear I even felt how pissed he was. I just feel like every time and separates, shit goes down the wrong way and everything goes wrong.

For me, shipping Megumi and Yuji is a whole ass different post but I won’t do that lmao same with Nobamaki because I can write a whole ass essay why I love how compatibly/perfect for each other lol

Bonus:

But guess what… during the Kyoto and Tokyo event, same shit happened with Megumi like Nobara: Megumi was thinking of Tsumiki and Yuji. And again, I felt like it was still different when Megumi was thinking of Tsumiki and Yuji. I find it crazy how Nobara and Megumi were thinking about two people during that event:

Nobara: Maki & Yuji Megumi: Yuji & Tsumiki

This is my personal favorite image of Nobara and Megumi. *wink wink* it’s basically the same image on who is important to to them.

Again, for Nobara and Yuji’s relationship, I just love the way it is. She gives me “big sister” energy towards Yuji and vice verse. Yuji and Nobara are those chaotic siblings that are the hyper ones while Megumi and Maki are the chill ones that can actually keep them down. There has been one occasion where both Megumi and Maki calms Yuji and Nobara down because of how they were acting and I’m not gonna lie it’s kinda cute lmao:

4. Not leaving them:

During the Shibuya Arc, Maki and Nobara separates but at one panel, Nanamin was telling Nobara and Nitta that he was going to join the Zenins. Nobara quickly picked her head up and suggested that she wanted to join him in order for her to be with Maki (this is a stretch but hey Iike being dramatic) however, Nanamin quickly declines her and tells her that it’s too dangerous. I think she was disappointed that she couldn’t go, but hey, Nanamin is a gentleman and he knows when a child is gonna end up getting hurt. I thought it was cute that she was super worried about Maki and just doesn’t care and wanting to join her.

Now, up the recent chapters, Megumi really shows us that he doesn’t want Yuji leaving him or he wants to stay by his side. Those few chapters really made my heart feel some type of way because it just the way Megumi is for Yuji and I can honestly feel how much he cares for him. As I mentioned above, I feel like everything goes to shit when those two aren’t together and I hope that they develop more and more. There has been two more occasions where Fushi doesn’t want Yuji to be left behind; one during when they were in prison and the second during the fight against Hanamin. The eyes that Fushiguro gives Yuji is full of trauma and careness.

In conclusion, I can’t wait for Nobamaki and Itafushi to develop more and more in future chapters. Again, you guys don’t have to agree with me on this. This is just for fun and sharing is fun too! If I’m overreaching then I’m sorry I just can’t help it :(!!

I hope you guys enjoyed my lil analysis! I’m sorry for the bad writing, I’m not very good at translating my feelings as I’m typing because my brain goes all over the place lol! But please, feel free to comment or give me an ask! I’ll be happy to elaborate more for you guys!

Stay safe y’all! And good night or morning!

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen manga #jjk anime #jjk manga #jjk #itadori yuji #fushiguro megumi #kugisaki nobara #maki zenin #itafushi #fushita #nobamaki #makinoba #i’m just a mess #I don’t make sense #i’m sorry for being like this #I just want them to be happy

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ibuki-loves-you · 3 years

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DRV3 Girls with an S/O who's like Mikan

Warnings: Mikan's personality/actions

Mod Ibuki: JSISJDOSJD OF COURSE YOU CAN!! Thank you so much! I'm so happy it was a comfort for you! I know I must sound like a broken record but thank you so much for the compliments!

Kaede:

Kaede thinks you are "an angel sent from heaven"

She adores you

But like the others she doesn't favor how you are willing to please anyone

"S/O! Get on all fours and bark like a dog or else!" "O-Okay!" "S/O doesn't have to do anything! So why don't you take your request and stick it!"

Kaede doesn't mess around when it comes to you

Like if someone ever bothered you she'd smash their head over her piano no hesitation

The one time you offered to take your clothes off for her, she was very upset

"S/O...? Why would you offer to do that? I don't want you to take your clothes off just to please me. That's not how a relationship works! I love you for you! Not your body! Though it is beautiful!"

If you ever thought she was mad at you, she'd be even more upset than when you offered to take your clothes off

"I-I'm s-sorry!! I d-didn't mean to hurt y-your f-feelings!" "You didn't hurt my feelings at all, S/O! I promise! I love you far to much to be angry at you, okay?"

Kaede gets a little overbearing sometimes, but it's only because she worries and wants to make sure you are alright

Miu:

Okay, at first, Miu used your gullibility

She thought it was funny how you would offer to please her

But after you started doing the same for Kokichi, she got a little upset

"Hey, asshole!! Leave her alone!!"

She realized after that there was a problem with what you were doing and that it wasn't something she should make fun of

If you ever took a fall in front of her, she would laugh a little at first, but she definitely helped you

She wouldn't leave you hanging

If you fell in a suggestive position she'd get start screaming and kinda just, throw herself on you

Not in a sexual way, more like she panicked and tried covering you up

If you ever thought she was mad at you, she'd get a little annoyed

With herself and the situation

"Babe, I'm not mad. I'm pissed at Kokichi because he was bein' a little shit again. Are you bein' a little shit? No, you aren't! So you shouldn't act like you did something wrong when you know you didn't."

Miu may have laughed at first, but she really does love you

Maki:

Maki got annoyed at first

She thought you were weak

But when Kaito brought you to training as a method to try and break you out of your shell, she went into protective mode

No one even glanced in your direction because she was always there

If someone ever made fun of you, they might actually die

"S/O! I always wanted a dog! Can you show me what one looks like?" "Alr-" "Do you want to die, asshole?"

If you ever took a fall in front of her, she'd act annoyed, but she'd be worried

She would take your hands and help you up while asking if you were alright

If you fell in a suggestive position, you'd see a slight blush on her face as she tried to help you

Anyone who looked would get glared at

You thought Maki was mad at you after you fell because she seemed angry

"No, I'm just a little worried. I'm not mad that you fell. Everyone falls once in a while. It was an accident. Why would I get mad at you over an accident? That's stupid."

Maki may be stoic, but you definitely broke down her walls

She loves you so much because of that

Kirumi:

Kirumi immediately went into mother mode

She doesn't let anything happen to you

On the rare occasion someone made fun of you, she'd make them feel so guilty

"You know, that is very rude of you. I don't understand why you'd say such things. As a result, I suggest you keep to yourself and mind your own."

If you ever took a fall in front of her, her reflexes are very fast

She's sees it happening I swear

So more often than not she catches you, but if she doesn't she immediately picks you back up and covers you if need be

Once, you offered to take your clothes off for Kirumi because you thought she was bothered by you

"Dear! Don't do that! I do not want you to take your clothes off just for the sake of entertaining me. You're body is far too beautiful to be used like that! Only show it to me if you want to, not because you feel obligated."

Because of that conversation, you thought she was mad at you

"Dove, I promise, I am not angry in the slightest. I am just, scared. I am scared others will use you and I don't want that. So let's try and work on this together, okay?"

You are literally Kirumi's world <3

Angie:

Atua told Angie that she must befriend you

So she listened, of course

"Hiya! Atua says Angie should be friends with you, so Angie will oblige! So, what do you say?" "O-Only if y-you want..." "Of course I want to!"

If someone ever made fun of you, she'd get very mad

"I'll use your blood as a sacrifice to Atua... Don't say another thing to them."

Yeah...terrifying

If you ever fell in front of her, she'd immediately pick you back up and pull you into her chest

If it was a suggestive position you fell in, she'd do the same exact thing except she'd cover you up if need be

"It's okay, my love. Don't cry, it's okay."

If you ever thought she was mad at you, she'd be a little confused

"Why would I be angry? I have no reason to be! So, I promise you, I am not angry with you. Why don't we cuddle for a bit, yes?"

Angie thinks you're precious and just wants to hold you all the time

Tenko:

PROTECTIVE MODE IMMEDIATELY ACTIVATED

Tenko immediately yelled at any male who came in a near vicinity to you

If someone ever made fun of you, they better pray to whatever god they believe in

Because she will throw them

"Don't you dare! If you say another thing to my S/O I'm gonna knock you out so hard! Degenerate!"

If you ever fell in front of her, she'd pick you up immediately

Like full-blown bridal style

If it was a suggestive position, she'd do the same thing with a blush

And if anyone said anything, she'd make a mental note to wreck their shit when you weren't around

When you offered to take your clothes off for Tenko, she freaked out

"S-S/O! Don't do that! No, no, no! Beauty like that should not be shown so easily! Especially if it's just for pleasing someone!"

If you ever thought Tenko was mad at you, she'd immediately shut that down

"I could never be mad at you! I'd never! You are far too adorable to get mad at! I love you!"

Tenko would kick anyone's ass if it made you happy, trust me :)

Tsumugi:

Tsumugi was worried for your safety

She thought you would get the same treatment Gonta got from Kokichi

If you did, she'd try her best to keep them away

"Hey! Leave S/O alone! They did nothing wrong!"

She's not very intimidating but she tries

If you ever took a fall in front of her, she'd do her absolute best to help you back up as quick as possible

If you tore a bit of your clothes from the fall, she'd fix it for you as soon as she saw it!

When you offered to take your clothes off for her, she got very confused

"W-What!? Why would you offer that so easily!? S/O, you have the perfect body people could only dream of having. Please, only show it to those who you know are worthy of seeing it!"

If you ever thought she was angry at you, she'd immediately disagree

"No, S/O! I'm not! I'm not mad at all! Kokichi was just getting on my nerves today. Nothing new! You did nothing wrong!"

Even though Tsumugi is a little shy, she'd try her best to protect you

Himiko:

Himiko thought you were kinda cute

She found your shyness to be very adorable

But when someone bothered you, oh boy

"I'll cast a spell on you that'll turn you into a pig! Maybe you should practice your oinks to prepare!"

If you ever fell in front of her, she can't really catch you because she's tiny, but she'd help you up

"I'm sorry that my magic couldn't help you. My mana is a little low..."

If it was a suggestive position you fell in, she'd screech and cover you up while covering her eyes

Speaking of screeching, if you ever offered to take your clothes off for her, she'd start screeching again

"No! That's n-not what I want at all! Don't offer to do that! It's not right! Y-You're body is the most beautiful thing ever! S-So, don't show it to m-me if you don't r-really want to!"

If you ever thought Himiko was mad at you, she'd freak out

"N-Never! I am not mad, S/O! Pinky promise? My pinky is magical, so you know it's real!"

Himiko will use her magic to protect you, don't worry

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