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gojoux · 7 months
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𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
Previous headcanons — 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 + Safe words dictionary
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◈ — WHEN YOUR SWIMSUIT BRA STRAP BREAKS
He’d look at you surprised with a slight blush on his cheeks if you broke your swimsuit bra strap right in front of him. He would stand in front of you and point at the broken strap, “Tsuna Tsuna.” You nod as you hold onto the strap from falling off, asking him if he could help which he nods right away, “Takana.” You can also see how he’s trying so hard to not stare at your chest as he helps you. He’s being nice and all despite being a bit pervy about it afterwards. “Sujiko~”
◈ — WHEN YOU SLAP HIS ASS
This guy would be shocked if you slap his ass. He’d be stunned by the sudden hit after letting out the loudest “Ikura!” you’ve ever heard from him. He would then look back at you with wide eyes with a mix of surprise while placing his hands on his ass, giving you the ‘what was that for?’ look. He is taken back but also amused by your action. “Okaka!” He would chase you around to slap your ass in return.
◈ — YOU WIPE OFF HIS KISS
He would be so confused and offended if you wiped his kiss away. “Okaka?” He’d look at you with a mix of shock and annoyance as he held your wrist to wipe the kisses more. His eyebrows would be furrowed and he’d sigh in frustration before kissing you again. When you wipe off the kiss once more, he’s looking at you in disapproval before typing aggressively on his phone and showing it right in front of your face. Why are you wiping my kiss? Is it too sloppy?? Don’t do that!!!
◈ — WHEN YOU SAY “LET’S MAKE OUT” TO HIM
His face would light up with joy and surprise when you ask him to make out. “Shake.” He nods quickly, grabs you by the waist and kisses you eagerly. Making out is his favorite intimate moment with you to show his love and appreciation that he couldn’t through words. He’s also sneaky and would slip in a word of command now and then to spice up the kiss. He’s gotten so good at it, you won’t be surprised that you’ll be left breathless after.
◈ — WHEN YOU FALL ASLEEP WAITING FOR HIS RETURN
He would be a little worried if you fell asleep while waiting for him to come home. When he walks in and sees you sleeping on the couch still sitting against the backrest, he immediately goes to your room to grab a blanket and put it over you, slowly and carefully moving your body to lay on your back. He’ll be so attentive at tucking you in and he’ll sleep next to you, hugging your body from over the blanket.
◈ — WHEN HE IS JEALOUS
You could feel his jealousy if you talk to another person and compliment them just from the slight change of his expression to the other person. He’d cross his arms with furrowed eyebrows when you start to take too long, making him feel like he’s ignored on the sideline. He’ll pull the hem of your clothes to get your attention back, “Tsuna,” and point at himself, showing his sulky face to you. You’d get the signal and give him his attention back, he’s not the overbearing type for a few reasons. He’s all happy again after as he holds your hand tight.
◈ — WHEN YOU SAY “I'M SLEEPING ON THE COUCH” TO HIM
He would immediately shake his head and his arms shaping an X with complaining noises. “Okaka.” He furrows his eyebrows at you. When you walk towards the living room, he’ll block your way, quickly standing in front of you with his arms stretched. “Okaka.” He shakes his head again, placing a hand facing you to stop you. “Takana?” He’d be worried why you don’t want to sleep with him but on the couch instead. If you keep denying him, he’ll probably pull your arm in a childish manner so you won’t walk any further away from him.
◈ — BREAK UP PRANK ON HIM
His arms would fall onto his side along with his smile. He’d feel so betrayed, like, why would you say that? “Okaka.” He shakes his head frantically and holds onto your hands tightly. “Okaka.” He says again with more firmness. If you insist on your act, he’ll pull you with him to sit down, quickly using his phone to express himself since he has so many things to say at this moment and if he doesn’t let it out soon, he’ll end up grumbling gibberish at you with his hands thrown on the air with different gestures. His hands are sweating and shaking with his heart beating fast against his chest as he tries to type as fast as he can, clearly seen from the many amounts of typos and slipped words, but you understand him anyway. When you tell him it was just a prank, he’ll look at you with wide eyes and drop his phone on the couch, “Ikura!” He sulks before throwing himself onto you, embracing you tightly and nuzzling your cheek aggressively with his nose.
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For Inumaki stans, here you go~
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multi-fandom-imagine · 4 months
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Inumaki x deaf!reader? Since his curse speech wouldn't work on them since they can't hear him, he freely says his feelings for them... only to find out they can read his lips.
A/n: He's a cutie pootie 🥺.
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It was hard, to not be able to speak your real feelings, to be stuck with curse and then he met you. He never thought he could feel this way, never thought he could get the chance to actually speak how he felt now.
It was a quiet day at the park, Inumaki's hand was holding yours gently. Giving your hand a gentle squeeze you turned your head to look up at him. It was something you'd gotten used to, with him squeezing your hand it meant that he wanted to say something to you.
'Are you okay?' You signed
"Yes." Inumaki's voice was soft, part of him desperately wished you could hear him but then if you did then he wouldn't be able to tell you how he actually felt, he doesn't have to tell you nonsense. Placing his hand on your cheek his gaze softened, he loved your smile. "You are very important to me."
Feeling your cheeks grow warm, you gave him a shy smile as you read his lips. Leaning into his hands you closed your eyes for a moment though just you opened them you noticed he was speaking again.
Biting his lip, Inumaki swallowed thickly as he then let his fingers run through your hair. "I love you."
Eyes softening, you reached up resting your head against his own then pulled away. 'I love you too, Inumaki.'
Letting his arms wrap around your waist he drew you in close as he gave you a soft kiss. Finally, he finally felt normal.
All thank's to you.
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popccornnn · 1 month
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Characters of JJK as plushies😊
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thebellearchives · 1 month
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I wish you would write a fic where Inumaki watches non sorcerer!reader from a distance since the Shibuya incident. He’s always there, making sure they’re safe and healing, and reader swears they see his face in passing crowds, passing it off as a coincidence. Until a chance encounter…
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𝐂𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍
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~ inumaki toge ; jujutsu kaisen
✧˚ · . S Y N O P S I S : you long for the comfort of the arms of your saviour, until you realize that he might need comfort in your arms instead
‧₊˚ c o n t e n t s : gn!reader, non-sorcerer reader, mutual pining, comfort, mentions of blood, suggested trauma, a little emotional ?, probably inconsistent with the canon shibuya incident-itadori’s extermination transition
‧₊˚ a / n : i started writing and it just kept getting longer and longer and i couldn’t stOP, this one qualifies as hurt-comfort i think? so ill tag it as both fluff and angst oop, hope you like it anon 🫶🏻
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Ever since Shibuya nothing has been the same. Debris, cough, grey days, lavender eyes. Fear, panic, emptiness, white hair flowing in the wind. Silence, visions, dark purple fabric. You tell yourself you must be going insane, seeing him around the corners of dark alleys, standing at at the other side of the road outside the store, in the reflections of broken glass on the floor. But you wake up from your bed every night gasping for air, wishing he’d come to your rescue once again, thinking he’d come through your door. Longing to feel in the air that sweet scent of lilies that came from his clothes when he picked you up and took you to safety. To hear once again the hypnotic sound of his voice that saved your life that fateful day.
And as you make your way back to your apartment you hold your things close to your chest. There were many things about the incident that didn’t make sense, the whole situation was just ininteligible to you. The rumbling of the floor and the loud noises, the way things would just hit on the walls or the asphalt around you and not being able to tell where they were coming from. The huge, insect-like monster that stood on its hind legs as it took impulse to lunge forwards and take your life. Until you heard his voice and the monster exploded, fading into thin air just as quickly as it had appeared in front of you. But if none of that had happened, then how did his hands on your shoulders feel so real and warm? The worry in his lovely lilac eyes as he checked that you were in perfect conditions, or the way you could almost swear you could smell the copperish scent of the blood on his lips?
As you walked, you held in your hand the small bottle of cough syrup that he had accidentally left behind that night, the only proof you had that he existed. Your brows furrowed as you stared at the bottle, your steps coming to an end. If you could only see him once more and thank him for saving you, just hold onto him and feel like everything would be okay again…
A sudden movement caught your attention from your peripheral vision. Startled, your eyes drove to a narrow alley to your left, fear almost freezing you in place. But you caught it: a little glimpse of a familiar figure. So the fear turned into anxiety, maybe you were going crazy, or maybe not, but there was only one way to figure it out. Your feet moved almost automatically, sprinting towards the alley.
“Wait!” you voiced, wishing with all your might you were talking to him and not to a panic induced vision.
The figure continued to quickly try and escape by turning into different directions to lose you but it didn’t fade away, so your heartbeat quickened. It was him, it had to be.
“Wait, please! I just wanna talk!” you tried to pick up the pace, but your rushing only made you trip. You hitched a breath and tried not lose balance, looking down by pure instinct, but when you glanced back up he was nowhere to be seen.
Frowning, you started running now. You couldn’t let him go, not when he was so close to you, not when your chance to feel that relief again was escaping like water through your fingers. You turned to your left, right, left… until you were no longer sure where you were at all. The alleys seemed to had turned into a maze at some point with nothing more than trash cans and plastic bags everywhere.
A knot formed in your throat and you could feel tears of frustration gathering at the corners of your eyes. Why did he leave? Didn’t he hear you? Had you really imagined him after all?
A pile of trash fell down somewhere behind you, making you turn around instantly. Your heartbeat quickened in a glint of hope.
“Hello? Are you there?” taking a hesitant step forwards, your eyes tried to scrutinise the scene, trying to catch a glimpse of his figure, maybe his hair, anything.
“Listen, I just want to thank you… I thought…” you stopped yourself for a second, taking another step forwards and a deep breath “i thought i could just have a word with you?”
No response, a pained frown slowly appearing in your face, you bit your lower lip in doubt. Fine, one last try.
“Okay, you don’t have to talk, you don’t have to say anything, I’ll do the talking. But please… just come out, I want to see you.”
Something else fell down behind you, startling you once again and making you turn around in panic. A bad premonition grew in your chest, something wasn’t right. You could now feel it in your bones: you should not be there. And if there was something around it surely wasn’t who you were hoping for.
“What- ? Who’s there? Don’t come close!” you tried to flee, turning towards the direction you had come from.
But you ended up running into something that wasn’t there before, falling down onto the cold hard floor. You looked up just to find a horrid creature. Your eyes widened, panic weakening your legs and a scream getting stuck in your vocal cords. It was so similar to the one monster that had tried to hurt you the night of Shibuya, with dark green skin, multiple arms and eyes. The monster showed a creepy smile, widening its mouth, ready to attack.
You felt your stomach turn, your body trembling and the panic traveling through your body until your survival instinct kicked in. Somehow you managed to stand up and tried to run away, only this time you ran into something else. Or rather someone.
The white haired boy quickly grabbed you by your waist and moved you behind him, shielding you and defiantly glaring at the creature. You felt all your air freeze inside your lungs. He was there, he was real. His white hair was slightly disheveled, his purple jacket had one of the sleeves ripped off and you noticed he was now missing one of his arms. You wanted to speak to him, say anything, but you didn’t even know his name.
The creature laughed, sending a wave of disgust down your spine. Lunging forwards, it extended its arms wide and ready to attack. The boy didn’t hesitate, his powerful voice filling the alley loud and clear.
“Explode!”
The sound waves of his command hit the creature head on, causing a spark of fire to ignite in its skin and suddenly causing an explosion that sent it flying backwards, ripping its skin into shreds and filling the air with ashes and a strange smell of sulfure. You stood there behind him, eyes widened and your jaw dropped, until he suddenly started coughing.
“Are you okay?!” you tried turning him around, but he stopped you and nodded immediately, frowning a little and clearing his throat.
He glanced back at you with concern written all over his eyes. You remembered the last time had saved you and how he had stared at you just like that before holding your face in his hands and your shoulders in search of wounds. And he did just that again. He reached with his hand to cup your cheek, lifting your chin a little to make sure you didn’t have any scrapes or blood, before checking your neck and your arms.
“I’m fine, I’m-” he coughs again, your brows furrow in concern when you catch a glimpse of blood dripping from the corner of his lips “but you’re not, let me help you”
You reach to brush his hair out of his face and clean the blood, but he pulls back slightly. You freeze, and so does he, blinking a little before his eyes go back to yours cautiously.
“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to cross a line” you reply as gently as possible, pulling your hand away before hesitantly taking out the small bottle from your pocket “I have this… will it help?”
His eyes widen a little when he sees the small bottle of cough syrup in your hand and he can’t help but smile slightly. Nodding, he takes it from your hand and drinks it as if it were juice, sighing in relief right after and cleaning the little droplets of blood from his lips with the back of his hand. You take your time to carefully study him, trying to engrave every single detail of his into your brain. The messy rebellious hair strands that refused to go back to their place, the way his long white lashes moved along with his gorgeous lavender eyes and the lines and circles that framed his thin but rosy lips. He looked tired, like he had been fighting for longer than he should have, like he could use some comfort. The comfort that you had found in his arms last time. So when he looks back at you you can’t stop the words from leaving your mouth.
“Would you be okay with a hug?”
He blinked a little in surprise before his tense muscles relaxed slowly and a little smile lifted the corners of his lips. He nods gently again, you smile back in tender concern. Not waiting for anything else you crashed onto him, hugging him tightly. Closing your eyes, you let the warmth of his solid body calm down the still agitated beating of your heart, the worn down scent of lilies you remembered filling your senses once again.
“Thank you” you whispered “for taking care of me all this time”
Sighing, he hugged back, his arm wrapping around your waist and resting his head on yours. Now you knew it: he was real, and you weren’t going to let him go now. Not when both of you were in this dire need from the solace that your closeness brought.
“Always.”
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ezranotbridger · 5 months
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Thinking about Toge Inumaki
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Thinking about toge inumaki and his autistic reader boyfriend who goes nonverbal
Thinking about toge inumaki and his boyfriend having a shared notepad that they write messages to each other in with little drawings of them together
Thinking about toge inumaki who got anxious inviting his boyfriend over to his dorm before using his words to tell him 'I love you'
Thinking about toge inumaki who scrambles to find paper and a pen when his boyfriend has a panic attack because he lost their notebook
Thinking about toge inumaki
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gojosmissingotherhalf · 3 months
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Inumaki in the snow!! ❄️☃️🌨
Ps, my commissions are open on the weekends! Please reach me on discord user vaultofcorpses.
Commission card info here !!
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favficbirthdays · 6 months
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Happy Birthday
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Toge Inumaki (23rd October)
Jujutsu Kaisen
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nanancia · 3 months
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Advertencia:
▫️No se que hice... JAJAJAJJA
🌼 Aquí es la situación del grupito antes de que la Tn se convirtiera pareja del "Bonito flakes"
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fairytoge · 2 years
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omg omg wait i have another idea,, inumaki wait an s/o who gives a lot of kisses and leaves lipstick stains 🫣
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wrong lipstick ; inumaki toge
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I AM JEALOUS OF YOUR IDEAS >:((( they're so gooddddd ... but omg yes yes yes!
just a side note, whilst the reader wears lipstick, they are coded as gender-neutral!!
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you and toge have been together for about three years, since you both met on your first day of your first year of going to tokyo jujutsu school
you both got, and get, along sososo well that it kind of scares the others and they used to have doubts that your admiration for each other was real
they're past that stage now and you and inumaki couldn't be happier that they are
anyway, you both are really familiar with each other because of the number of hours you spend together, and because of how much the two of you want to do things for one another
so toge is used to the fact that you like to give him loads of kisses and, if he was being honest, he couldn't be happier that you do!
mr clingy right here but srsly its so cute
anyway, seeing as you usually wear a lip stain, or just really durable lipstick, there aren't typically marks from the small pecks you give him
so when you pull back and snicker slightly, toge raises an eyebrow; only for you to unlock your phone and open your front-facing camera.
then, and only then, does he realise what was so funny
upon giving inumaki your phone so that he could inspect the sheer number of red stains littering his face, you couldn't suppress your giggles and your smile: finding the whole situation hilarious.
you may have planned it out, deciding to wear one of your most transferable lipsticks today rather than one of the mattifying ones. but it wasn't all your fault... okay, so maybe it was. still, as toge's flushed face continued to inspect the marks, you couldn't help but think that your plan was very much worth it.
redirecting his gaze to you, your boyfriend raised an eyebrow in challenge to your glee over his stained face. whilst you may be innocent in the eyes of others, toge was all too aware of your love for pranking him and, as his eyes wandered over your expression, he couldn't help but think that you looked a bit too happy.
using sign language to communicate with you, toge quickly confronted you on his suspicion. 'did you plan this out, (y/n)?'
at the signalling of the average question, you couldn't contain your more historical laughter: bending into yourself from where you were sat on the sofa in the common area. "i-i'm sorry! it's just too funny!" you managed to speak through your chuckles.
seeing just how affected you were by this whole event, inumaki allowed a small grin to take form on his face which only amplified as he spotted the same exact lipstick you had applied just minutes earlier on the coffee table. leaning over to grab it, and copied your previous actions.
you were too caught up in your giggles to notice, but as your boyfriend began to ferociously kiss all around your face, you knew that he was wearing a lipstick, but not the one you had worn. he was wearing the one that nobara had discarded after she realised that it wouldn't come off for three days (even with rinsing and scrubbing), the one that was a bold cherry red.
so, once toge had calmed down his hast pecks, you turned to him with your mouth slightly hanging open in the realisation of what you had just done.
"toge?" with your boyfriend's full attention now on you, you stared at him owlishly. "i think you've used um, a different lipstick from me..."
your proclamation encouraged the inumaki boy to tilt his head in confusion, checking the packaging of the tube he had picked up just moments ago. and, as you slipped your lipstick from your pocket, you both realised that neither of you were going to be free of lipstick stains for at least the next couple of days.
extra:
"wow! you two are matching today, i see?" gojo laughed upon seeing your and toge's practically red faces the morning after the lipstick fiasco. "i love the new style of blush! is it a trend?!"
at that moment, you swore that you could've joined the side of evil curses just to get back at your teacher.
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© fairytogeㅤ ꔫㅤ please do not copy, repost, translate, etc without my permission
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shewritesallnight · 1 year
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Inumaki's s/o who always frets over him when he over uses his cursed speech. They always carry an extra bottle of throat medicine and a handkerchief for moments like this.
Who rushes over to kneel in front of Toge, assessing the damage. Handkerchief already in their hand.
Who gently wipes at the blood dripping from his chin and down the column of his throat. Careful not to irritate anything further.
Who quickly sets aside the cloth to hold his face in their hands. Thumb wiping at the corner of his mouth to get the drop they missed.
Who presses a chaste kiss upon his lips as a pass of their inspection.
Who sometimes presses one, two, three more when the curse user refuses to release his grip on their sleeve.
Who helps him to stand and wordlessly passes him the bottle of throat medicine.
Just Inumaki's s/o taking care of him 💙
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toges-wife · 1 year
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Beautiful Garden 💋💫
Toge x reader
Warning : abusive relationship
Plot : everytime you hurt him, he plants a flower
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“Such a beautiful garden, when did you have time to plant it all?” you said looking at your partner. Toge just noded in agreement. He liked to see the good things about you no matter what happens between you. He liked your smile whenever you see flowers, it's probably the only time he saw you happy, that's why he planted them.
You truly loved him. Toge's such a sweet man who can take your anger and he can still trust you even if you yell at him for most of the time.. To you, his heart is really like cotton candy, just as sweet and soft. He was gentle with you. Although you yelled at him most of the time he still took it well.
He just gets up and plants a flower making his tears water the seed. That's how it was. Everytime you hurt him, he just planted more and more.
That's how he achieved seeing you happy instead of seeing you stressed and mad.. Even if you did treat him bad, he wasn't giving up. He knew that you are dealing with something probably... Right?
Later that day, Toge was staring at how beautiful you looked between the flowers. Maybe he could sit with you? You were sitting on the floor with a cup of coffee in your hands suddenly you felt your husband sitting on your lap.
“huh?” you looked at his eyes feeling your heart burn, “kelp...” Toge mumbled putting his hand on ur shoulder making a small blush appear on your cheeks.
You pulled Toge's mask down a bit “you look pretty with those bruises you know?” you smiled. Toge on the other hand felt embarrassed, he didn't like the bruises you gave him.. It just made him more insecure. “Okaka” he said out of anger starting to cry nuzzling your neck.
How sad, you were the only person he found comfort in and the same person who made him sad. Since you are married to toge, you felt like you owned the most important treasure in the world.
Toge's mother always tells him to divorce you. Yet he loves you truly, he knew that you are the same person who taught him how to love. You are the same person who loved him and vowed to keep him happy. Just the same person but going through hard times... Right?
Looking at the crying guy on your lap you just wondered... When was the last time you kissed him? Looking at his puffy lips you felt hungry for them. “I'm sorry” you held his chin kissing him gently.
For him it felt like heaven. He needed that type of comfort. Especially from you... ♡
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nakajimaatsushii · 6 months
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His own safe place - a_panicked_starfish - 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime) [Archive of Our Own]
Just over here sharing the new Inuokko fic I wrote
It ain't that good but it's cute ✨ pure fluff 👌
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rorynni · 20 days
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toge’s reaction to yuuji thinking his technique is cool is so cute
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thebellearchives · 8 months
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inumaki toge is in constant control of my brain he literally lives there
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inkmooon · 2 months
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Gojo + Yuuta + Inumaki
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pacchipa · 2 months
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Selfie
( Yuuta x Toge )
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