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queenendless · 4 months

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🎆❣️A Future Bright (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader ft Various JJK)❣️🎆

A/n: So short cause I have officially run out of JJK fuel. It might not be the best but I wanted to get something out today so sorry about that. S2 is done. I will miss it and writing for this show. But I need a long ass break from JJK. Like 5 months. Make sense to me.

Referring to everyone by their first names in this, side ships, mainly poly SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader.

And thnx u to everyone whose followed, liked, reblogged and enjoyed my JJK fan content these past few months. Imma work on other anime fanfic content after I take a break. Tbh? I wanna write for BNHA Hawks. He's growing on me. And maybe Demon Slayer stuff with Tengen and his wives. Idk yet, we'll see.

PLEASE DON'T PLAGARIZE STEAL COPY TRANSLATE AND/OR REPOST MY FANFIC WORK. Rather reblog like and follow please and thnx u.

Booths and stalls lined up both sides of various roads.

Rows of lanterns hung from the treelines to the lampposts.

Droves of people flocked. From wearing kimonos to just plain snuggly attire to battle the coldness.

Praying at the shrines to make wishes for the coming year came first.

After that, chaos ensued.

A squealing Nobara hurried over to embrace her lifelong friends Fumi-chan and Saori-chan before introducing them to Maki who was keeping it cool to Nobara's admiration.

Kento brushes something off Yu's scarred cheek only for the younger man to kiss his stern partner fully on the mouth.

A teasing Mai and Momo along with a reluctant but curious Kasumi dragging a stubborn blushing Kokichi off to doll him up with various trinkets and hats they spotted at various booths.

Ieiri and Utahime trying to catch some goldfish at one of those booths. Utahime shouting out her constant success at catching them fishes; her competitiveness shining through, and Ieiri calmly cheering her wife on.

Yuji laughed while Megumi and Junpei smiled at his radiant expression while chowing down on barbecue skewers together.

That was long before your salmon haired boi yelled out in alarm as a heated Todo chased him in his fervent pursuit to drag his brother off to see the Takada-chan's New Year's Eve live special screening at Shibuya crossing.

Noritoshi eating a kebab as Yuki filmed the whole chase beside him, aimed at Choso as he let Yuji jump into his arms and speed off with Todo right at their heels, dust clouds left in their wake.

Riko and Misato shooting darts at a gaming booth all to get the familiar looking, long as hell, rainbow dragon plush to the girls delight.

Atsuya dragged his bae Hiromi by his collar into the nearest bar just to get away from your group and drink to their retired hearts content.

Masamichi and Yoshinobu sharing sake in the place across from said bar.

Yuta kissed both Rika and Toge on their stuffed cheeks as their mouths were full of sweets; mochi cheeks he spotted in his mesmerized gaze.

Right before Panda, carrying plushies by the armful, dumped his winnings all over his ecstatic buddies.

Spotting Toji and Shiu amiss the crowd, eyeing his son as his protective brother instincts creaked out as he played tug of war with Tsumiki who was stubbornly set on kissing a dopey grinning Junpei some more as her lipstick marked his rosey cheek.

Toji snorted at the sight before being dragged off by the arm by Shiu, opting to get a better view, a less crowded spot at that.

Nanako and Mimiko running around with sparklers lite.

Tears filled up your eyes to the brim.

Seeing so much happiness.

So much positivity.

All amassing here.

All in this moment.

Together.

Your mind flashed.

What could have been …

Buildings sliced and diced to mince.

Magma erupts from the streets, encasing all in its range.

A circle of darkness that continues to grow.

No lights.

No life.

Barred from all.

You were getting caught up in your mind too much lately.

Thinking too much, wandering in too deep, letting intrusive thoughts cloud the light.

Your knees trembled, your grip slipping, you wrap around your belly, prepared to not let it get the brunt of the fall.

“Y/n!”

His long raven locks flowed in the breeze. His almond brown eyes are so vibrant and sharp and alive.

“Sugu!” You weeped immediately into his charcoal robes, grasping handfuls of his front, alarming him tremendously.

“Y/n! Be careful! What's wrong!?”

“I'm just so happy we're all together celebrating tonight!” Your waterworks hit him right in the face as he led you two to a bench to rest your bloated sore self.

“Tiredness, mood swings, they do come with pregnancy, love.” Suguru calmly explained as you clung to him, pulling your legs up to rest on the space left on the bench.

“Perhaps we should take you home early. I am terribly sorry if we pushed you too much with coming here … jeez. Now where did Satoru go this time?”

Warping right by your side nearly gave you a heart attack. Even still, you were never quite prepared for Toru's spontaneity.

Getting down on one knee, Satoru tenderly caressed and smooched your clothed bump. “Right here~!”

“Toru!” You yanked the man up by his sleeve, having him sit beside you as well as he draped your legs over his lap as he let you cuddle him and weep in his neck.

His shades titled down to reveal his devoted gaze as he carefully pulled you atop his lap, nuzzling your head as he exchanged smooches with Suguru. “Aww, wifey. It's okay. We're here. Just think. A new year. New hijinks. New possibilities!”

Suguru's head rested on your shoulder as his heated breath made you mewl. “And a new addition to our family.”

Viewing the kids all animated, the adults mingling, the buzz in the air, it all helped to ease the unrest in your hormonal self.

“I hope we can continue living out our somewhat sense of peace in the new year.” You murmured, humming as they gently smothered you in their plush chests and secure arms.

“Agreed.” Their giant sculpted hands felt your bump together, wistfully grinning as you smiled shedding tears of joy.

An upbeat song blared out through the speakers.

Next thing you know, few turned to many dancing.

Lost in paradise.

For a dance mob has formed.

Yugi, returning out of the blue, took the lead, bopping with his usual upbeat finesse.

Megumi wasn't dancing, more like bashfully scratching the back of his head, too shy to look anyone in the eye, until a beaming Yuji had him, helping his boyfriend loosen up.

Nobara twirled and swirled, tugging her girls in to all get in sync and flaunting their beautiful strong selves.

And Gojo, in all his glory, was swaying with style, cause of course he wanted to get down most of all. Yuta, Yuji, Megumi, even the twins flanked both his sides, strutting their stuff.

From Takuma to Choso to even Panda, everyone you knew found the groove. From found family to your work buddies. Even the tipsy adults. Even the former assassin and his handler buddy. Even a well disguised Nobuko who had her bodyguards on standby also in disguise warily kept their eyes on the heart eyed Aoi Todo.

The dancing flash mob you never expected to happen did in fact happen.

They clapped, they swayed, they spun, they did it all!

The ships sailed as many familiar faces knew how to dance so acrobatically well. Leave the sight to the imagination.

Fireworks began littering the sky.

The billboard's timer struck 00:00.

Cheers and claps rang as embraces were exchanged.

You giggled as Suguru Geto swept you up in his arms, cupping the back of your head and your cheek to kiss you passionately.

You just had to ask.

“Where would I be without all of you?”

Satoru warped again back to you just to smirk at your jump scare. “Probably bored out of your mind.” You and Suguru shut your white haired husband up by slapping his shoulders to his snickering amusement.

“It goes both ways, Satoru.”

“Aw, I love you too Suguru~” He pulled his shades up to rest on his head as those Six Eyes glowed with love for the growing life in your belly you three made together. “All of you.”

You two peppered kisses all over Satoru's laughing face as the rest of your found family danced the first night of the new year away.

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scryarchives · 5 months

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𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫 - 𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢 | 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑

tadashi joins jujutsu tech, and it's not without a warm welcome.

masterlist | previous , next !

–pairings: itadori yuuji x oc

– warning: mentions of panic attacks, fluff, canon divergent, pre-shibuya arc

– author’s note: man writing in first pov is really tough. i found myself cringing 90% of the time lmao

disclaimer: i’m not of japanese descent and am unfamiliar with japanese honorifics, etc. feel free to correct me!

My breathing was ragged, vision blurry with saline escaping from my eyes, landing on the lenses of my glasses. I ripped the rimmed frames off my face and the back of my hand rushed to wipe the cascade of tears away. I winced at the rough feeling of strands of my hair getting in the way, causing friction against my skin that was softened from salty tears.

Anger, It was all I could feel in the moment.

A scream filled my ears, but I couldn’t feel it leave my throat. My legs burned from running, an ache spreading through my muscles, a fire blossoming in my chest. Pain had become a new friend of mine.

My thoughts began to slow down, the tears along with them, but the painful burn remained, spreading through my being. I couldn’t help the way my fists clenched the hairs of my head, the way my jaw was clamped shut.

I could keep the voices away for so long.

A minute passed– no, thirty, and I still had nowhere to go. My mind was clear by then, and I had nothing on me, other than my half-dead phone, and a couple thousand Yen. Enough for a meal and a room for the night.

I sighed, cursing at my bad fortune before looking around me to see nothing but fields of lush, green grass, the bridge I now sat upon, and the blue-to-orange sunset that once was the crystal blue sky. Below me, the bubbling of a stream; calm and steady, in contrast to my turmoil.

My phone was my first option, food and lodging are the least of my current problems. The trouble was finding the right person to call.

Right, there were only five contacts on my phone.

Perhaps I could give Fumi a ring? No, she’d be busy with her high school stuff. Doesn’t stop me from missing her, though.

Nobara maybe? She’s moved to Tokyo, too late for that now.

Don’t even get me started on Eiji, the poor kid’s schoolwork has been building up since he joined more clubs. Besides, he’d just run to Dad.

Oh right. Dad. Out of the question.

My finger hovered over the last contact, biting my lip harder than I should’ve as the pain returned tenfold.

Nobara it is.

I waited, my fingers finding distraction with the loose threads of my shirt as the dial tone kept me on my toes, my hopes raised only to be crushed with the next tone.

“Hallo?”

At last, my torture was over.

“Nobara, hey!” I could feel a natural smile growing on me.

“Tsu, is that you?”

“Who else would it be, hah. How’s Jujutsu Tech? Any fun?”

“Tsu-tsu, I’ve been here for three days, and I’ve already been sent on a mission,” She groans in exasperation, a chuckle escaping me.

“At least you’ve got something to do there. Are your classmates nice?”

“Well, one’s a potato face, but he’s nice, I guess. The other’s got this high-and-mighty attitude, he only gave his name, can you believe it?”

I wince playfully at her tone, imagining her annoyed expression.

“Yeesh, must be tough being the only girl there.”

“Honestly it’s such a struggle not having a girl friend here to do girl stuff with. Tsu, I wanna go shopping so bad in Shibuya but these lessons really wear me down!” She huffs, and I can see her crossed arms. “You really should’ve come with me. All your talent’s being wasted in that nothing town.”

A silence fell over me and the cogs were set in motion.

“You’re right. What does it take to get into Jujutsu Tech?”

“And right over here should be your dorm,” Miss Shouko, as she called herself during the introduction, pointed to the door in front of me before I pushed it open.

The breeze was all I could feel from the open sliding door opposite the entrance, a simple white bed resting against the wall as a desk sat across it. I pulled my suitcase in, taking in a deep breath as I admired the view of the green trees, the blue skies, everything.

“Light traveller?” She questioned, her long brown hair resting on her shoulders despite the sway of stray strands from the light wind.

“No, Shouko-sama,” I didn’t look back at her much, choosing to find a place to keep my suitcase. I could always unpack later.

“I didn’t have much to begin with.”

“I see. Well, I’ll leave you to it. Don’t make too much of a noise, and remember curfew is at 6 pm, 6:15 latest.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” I nodded, walking her to the door. “Thank you again, for the help Shouko-sama.”

“It’s my job as a teacher here, but sure. If you need anything, you know where to find me.”

I nodded again, a habit I might be developing after accepting the fact that I was back in school again.

“Oh and one last thing,” She turned around, peering at me in curiosity. “What did you answer when Principal Yaga asked you the question?”

Without a moment of hesitation, I answered once more, with just as much confidence as I had when I stood before Jujutsu Tech’s formidable principal.

“I want to be a sorcerer because I don’t want anyone to suffer at the hands of curses as I have, and I’m willing to do anything in my power to protect others from going through what I did. They don’t deserve it. They never did.”

I watched the way Miss Shouko hummed, a small smile growing on her lips as she chuckled to herself quietly, not in a mocking fashion, but in one of amusement.

“You’re gonna get along just fine with his other students.”

“Who’s the other students?” I questioned, and Miss Ieri’s hand landed on my shoulder.

“You’ll find out tomorrow. Go unpack and rest, your schedule will be passed to you in an hour or so.”

“Okay, thanks, Shouko-sama.”

“Anytime, kid.”

The click of the door’s lock was the sign that I was alone again, the chirping of birds filling my empty dorm room as I let out a soothed sigh. Nature was truly beautiful in such moments.

I then turn to my suitcase, kneeling to unpack it as I slide it back from under the bed — it’d be better to unpack now and rest than sleep and panic over my things tomorrow.

However, just as I unzipped my bag, a knocking at my room door pulled me away from my task at hand.

“It can’t be Shouko-sama,” I find myself muttering out loud as I near the wooden door. “She said the timetable would only be here in an hour…”

“Tadashi!!”

The door then burst open, revealing the familiar redhead I missed while in Tohuku. Nobara’s exuberant energy filled the small room, and I instantly forgot about unpacking, as my childhood friend pulled me into a hug.

“Ehhh, why didn’t you tell me where your room was? I had to run into Shouko-sama to find out where you were,” She pouted, pulling away with an accusatory finger.

I winked back playfully, Nobara giving me a hard shove on the shoulder.

“I was planning for it to be a surprise, but you found me anyway. Shokou-sama told me that I would get along with the rest of my classmates, but I don’t even know who my teacher is,” Nobara hums. “How did you find out who your teacher was?”

“Well, I arrived in Tokyo, and I was standing around at our meet-up place, and then Gojou-sensei appeared with Itadori and Fushiguro,” She placed her finger on her chin in thought. “But you’ll probably meet your teacher tomorrow during class. Did you get your uniform though?”

“Ah, yeah, it’s in my bag. Didn’t want to get it dirty on the way here.”

“Oh! Take it out, take it out! I wanna see how it looks on you!!” She squealed, rushing over to my bag to pull it out for me instead.

I let out a little sigh, but take my uniform, walking to my bathroom to put my outfit on.

“Give me a few, but I’m warning you, it’s nothing special.”

“Tsu-tsu, you make anything look special,” I hear Nobara call back out to me. “By the way, you don’t mind if I invite a few friends over right?”

“Eh? You’ve made friends already?”

“Oh don’t worry, you, Saori and Fumi will always be my childhood friends,” She chimes, and I sigh escapes me once more while I pull my long, dark blue shirt over my head.

I fiddle with the buttons as I hum, smoothing out the shirt before looking at my reflection, ignoring the mild discomfort I feel. My skirt’s on next, and as I’m smoothing out, I can’t help but hear the little whispers of the voices in my head.

It doesn’t look right.

A frown rests on my face as I run a hand through my hair, gathering it into a ponytail. A jolt of pain runs through me as I tug my hair tighter, and I feel my throat tighten in fear.

“Tsubame,” I hear Nobara calling from outside.

No, I’ll just leave my hair down.

“You’ve been in there for a while, I don’t remember the uniform being that difficult to wear.

“Ah, s-sorry about that,” I smile, pulling the bathroom door open, ignoring the way I let a little stutter slip out.

I can see Nobara notices from the way her eyebrow raises. She chooses to ignore it as she takes in my uniform, a wide, encouraging smile spreading across her face.

“You look so good, oh my gosh!” She grins, snapping a photo of me before running over to hug me tight.

“Nobara!” I hiss, and I feel my face warm in embarrassment. “Delete that now, I’m begging you!!”

“Never, that’s going in the blackmail folder,” She giggles and I give in with a huff. “Aw, don’t pout, it’s gonna give you wrinkles sooner.”

“Uh-huh… so did you invite your friends over?”

“I did!” She chirps. “But if you’re not comfortable with it…”

“It’s fine. I need more friends anyway.”

A knock at the door appears again, and Nobara ends up with a wider grin than before. I can feel something up her sleeve despite knowing her for the last eight years as I watch the way she practically skips towards my dorm’s door.

“You’re finally here!” She calls out with the door wide open, but I can’t see who stands at the entrance. “You guys took ages, geez.”

She huffs, letting two boys into my room. The two are taller than Nobara and are definitely taller than me as well.

The first of the two smiled apologetically as he held a plastic bag in his free hand, the other in the pocket of his dark teal hoodie. He had messy, salmon-pink hair with an undercut, warm brown eyes and two little marks underneath both of his eyes.

The second had spiky black hair and blue eyes. He had a frown and dark pants and tee, and trailed behind the first boy, hands shoved into his pockets.

“Sorry, Kugisaki-chan,” I hear a boy say. He sounds energetic. “We got lunch if you guys were hungry.”

“What food is so important that it got you delayed?”

“We got sushi,” The second guy quipped, and Nobara was instantly silent. I smiled at Nobara’s antics.

“Ugh, fine, you’re forgiven,” She grumbled.

Seeing that I was most likely forgotten, I cleared my throat slightly and watched the three turn their heads. I suddenly felt nervous under all their stares.

“Oh right,” Nobara grinned, walking over to my side to wrap an arm around my shoulders.

“This is Shu Tadashi,” She smiled in pride. “A childhood friend of mine from Tohoka.”

“Fushiguro Megumi,” The dark-haired boy with a gloomy face answered. He held his hand out for me to shake it and I took it.

“How long have you been a user?”

“As long as Nobara, but I think I’m finally ready to be one,” I answered straightforwardly, and he nodded his head before the other boy appeared before me.

“Itadori Yuuji!” He grinned widely. “I’m a new sorcerer too, so don’t you worry about falling behind. I’m way further back.”

I let out a small scoff as we shook hands. I ignored the way I felt a small jolt when our palms met, and how warm his hand was.

He felt like the sun. Radiant and bright.

Nobara eyed me when I pulled away, and she must’ve noticed how I lingered before retracting my hand. Her clap made me jump slightly, loud and sudden against the usually quiet atmosphere of the room.

“Now that introductions are over, let’s get started on lunch!”

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thescrapbookingscientist · 8 months

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Check out the Red/Blue Ships List here X

Continuation of my attempt to create a tierlist for every color scheme, here is the Orange/Black tierlist, which also includes Orange/Purple and Orange/Blue pairings due to the amount of overlap I was seeing in the color schemes. I was a lot more lenient here than the Red/Blue one on what counts as I figured there would be less, though I ended up with a lot more than I thought.

I don't know all the pairings here personally and just tried to include all I could find - If I left any of your favorites out let me know and I can retroactively add them (This goes for the other lists too).

Ships featured (In order of appearance):

-Sunati\Austen from Always Human

-Aki Hayakawa\Angel Devil from Chainsaw Man

-Allison Argent \Lydia Martin from Teen Wolf

-Aang\Katara from Avatar the Last Airbender

-Wanderer (Scaramouche)\Tartaglia (Childe) from Genshin Impact

-Hermes\Charon from Hades (Supergiant)

-Zhongli\Tartaglia (Childe) from Genshin Impact

-Giyu Tomioka\Sabito from Demon Slayer

-Subaru Akehoshi\Hokuto Hidaka from Ensemble Stars

-Rue Kuroha\Ahiru Arima (Duck) from Princess Tutu

-Fakir\Ahiru Arima (Duck) from Princess Tutu

-Hubert von Vestra\Ferdinand von Aieger from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

-Felix Hugo Fraldarius\Annette Fantine Dominic from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

-Lorenz Hellman Gloucester\Leonie Pinelli from Fire Emblem: Three Houses

-Papika\Cocona Cocomine from Flip Flappers

-Philip J. Fry\Turanga Leela from Futurama

-Son Goku\Chi-Chi from Dragon Ball

-Kamisato Ayaka\Naganohara Yoimiya from Genshin Impact

-Sansa Stark\Margaery Tyrell from Game of Thrones

-Harrowhark Nonagesimus\Gideon Nav from The Locked Tomb Series

-Kyouko Hori\Izumi Miyamura from Horimiya

-Hercules\Megara from Disney's Hercules

-Benery\Gordon Freeman from Half Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware*

-Retsuko\Haida from Aggretsuko

-Vriska Serket\Tavros Nitram from Homestuck

-Rukia Kuchiki\Ichigo Kurosaki from Bleach

-Jade Harley\Davesprite from Homestuck

-Jotaro Kujo\Noriaki Kakyoin from Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

-James "Logan" Howlett (Wolverine)\Jean Elaine Grey (Phoenix) from X-Men

-Shoyo Hinata\Tobio Kageyama from Haikyu!!

-Katarina Claes\Mary Hunt from My Next Life as a Villainess

-Calvin "Freckle" Mcmurry\Ivy Pepper from Lackadaisy

-Honoka Kosaka\Umi Sonoda from Love Live!

-Thorin Oakenshield\Bilbo Baggins from The Hobbit

-Heath Burns\Abbey Bominable from Monster High

-Zelda\Midna from The Legend of Zelda Franchise

-Twilight Sparkle\Sunset Shimmer from My Little Pony: Equestria Girls

-Rainbow Dash\Applejack from My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

-Rarity\Applejack from My Little Pony Friendship is Magic

-Mondo Owada\Kiyotaka Ishimaru from Danganronpa

-Sho Suzuki\Ritsu Kageyama from Mob Psycho 100

-Jack Skellington\Sally from The Nightmare Before Christmas

-Umetarou Nozaki\Chiyo Sakura from Monthly Girls Nozaki-kun

-Nobara Kugisaki\Maki Zenin from Jujutsu Kaisen

-Nozomi Tojo\Rin Hoshizora from Love Live!

-Nami\Nico Robin from One Piece

-Yoo Sangah\Han Sooyoung from Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint

-Phineas Flynn\Isabella Garcia-Shapiro from Phineas and Ferb

-Puss in Boots\Kitty Softpaws from Puss in Boots

-Ray\Emma from The Promised Neverland

-Leon\Raihan from Pokemon

-Sonia\Nessa from Pokemon

-Professor Sada\Professor Turo from Pokemon

-Chloe Beale\Beca Mitchell from Pitch Perfect

-Popuko\Pipimi from Pop Team Epic

-Raeliana McMillan\Noah Volstaire Wynknight from Why Raeliana Ended Up at the Duke's Mansion

-Alfredo Linguini\Colette Tatou from Ratatouille

-Kanaya Maryam\Rose Lalonde from Homestuck

-Kazuto Kirigaya (Kirito)\Asuna Yuuki from Sword Art Online

-Naruto Uzumaki\Sasuke Uchiha from Naruto

-Kyoko Mogami\Ren Tsuruga from Skip Beat!

-Akira Okudaira\Fumi Manjōme from Sweet Blue Flowers

-Daphne Blake\Velma Dinkley from Scooby Doo

-Clary Fray\Isabelle Lightwood from Shadowhunters

-Sun Wukong (The Monkey King)\Liu Er Mihou (Six-eared Macaque)

-Juri Arisugawa\Shiori Takatsuki from Revolutionary Girl Utena

-Osamu Dazai\Chūya Nakahara from Bungo Stray Dogs

-Jasper\Lapis Lazuli from Steven Universe

-He Tian\Mo Guanshan from 19 Days

-Sonic the Hedgehog\Miles Prower (Tails) from the Sonic Franchise

-Hijirikawa Masato\Jinguji Ren from Uta no Prince-sama

-Nanami Haruka\Ichinose Tokiya from Uta no Prince-sama

-Nanami Haruka\Hijirikawa Masato from Uta no Prince-sama

-Ash Ketchum\Misty from Pokemon

-Akira Takizawa\Saki Morimi from Eden of the East

-Fox Mulder\Dana Scully from X-Files

-Futaba Sakura\Yusuke Kitagawa from Persona 5

-Angel\Gaige from Borderlands

-Judy Hopps\Nick Wilde from Zootopia

-Riko Kurahashi\Natsuo Maki from Love Lab

*As a rule I use official art or personal edits for these but since that was not possible for Benrey/Gordon Freeman I used a fanart found here: X by Giaru-Orihidero - They are very talented so please check them out!

#my post #tier list #orange/black #ship rankings #lego monkie kid #shadowpeach #the locked tomb #griddlehark #princess tutu #fakiru #19 days #tianshan #and many more #ngl I mostly made this bc I've been obsessed w Griddlehark and Shadowpeach lately

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ansatsu-sha · 3 months

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Young Fumi x Young Nobara / Jujutsu Kaisen S2E19

#fumi jjk #nobara kugisaki #anime scenery #jujutsu kaisen

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2023-yuri-off · 1 year

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Round 1 Link Compilation

Utena x Anthy vs Yuri Gagarin Ryoko x Mako vs Yamda x Kase Haruka x Michiru vs Jolyne x Hermes x Foo Fighters Yuu x Touko vs Kale x Caulifla Misa x Rem vs Texas x Lappland Quanxi x The Fiends vs Sakura x Ino Hibiki x Miku vs Saber x Irisviel Chisato x Takina vs Integra x Seras Madoka x Homura vs Koyama Kadode x Nakagawa Ouran Farlin x Marcille vs Anisphia x Euphyllia Misato x Ritsuko vs Hazumu x Yasuna Sorawo x Toriko vs Ichika x Aria Maki x Nico vs Lambdadelta x Bernkastel Nobara x Maki vs Akira x Fumi Nanoha x Fate vs Oosawa x Koga Adachi x Shimamura vs Qiu Tong x Sun Jing

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sekai-no-moji · 2 years

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📜 x 5!

Send 📜 (or ‘Wishlist!’) and I’ll tell you one thing I want to write!

Whether it be a plot idea, an established relationship between muses, a scene from canon I want to rewrite – whatever! It doesn’t have to necessarily involve the sender, either.

Okay, okay LISTEN.

I want Himari to have more chaotic friends or a stoic lover that thinks she’s adorable, even though she acts like an absolute demon 24/7

I want to write a scene where Fumi is sitting by herself in Tokyo, opening can of soda and she accidentally sprays it on another person’s clothes, but their clothes are EXPENSIVE and so she’ll need to pay it in other ways... Being their servant/slave.

I also want Fumi to interact with Nobara and get into a fight with her like “PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO TURN OFF MY EYE SIGHT.”

I want to write a scene where Hoshi runs into a Jujutsu Sorcerer while she’s chasing after a curse or a curse is chasing after her and demanding she needs to learn to defend herself (especially after her mom was killed by a curse)

I want to write out a scene where Riza drops off her resignation letter to Roy.

#THANK YOU I LOVE TALKING ABOUT MYSELF #super kame love #thanks for sending!#summoner #cursed #deceiver #star

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sinnbaddie · 3 years

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Here’s some goth NobaraxFumi that nobody asked for

Also goth Nobara is superior so🤷‍♂️

#kugisaki nobara #jujutsu nobara #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk fumi #Nobara x fumi #everyone ships maki and Nobara and I will agree it’s a very cute ship #but nobody ships Nobara and fumi and maybe it’s bc of how little we’ve seen of fumi #idk but they’re cute and I love them so here are some lesbians for y’all

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gojos-sunglasses · 3 years

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[JJK 146 Spoilers]

This may just be my mind experiencing denial but I believe Kugisaki Nobara is alive and will be making an appearance during the culling game and here is my proof

At the beginning of JJK Nobara first arrived to Tokyo from Moriaka, which is in the Iwate prefecture. Let’s assume that Nobara is from this prefecture. One of the ten colonies is located in this prefecture (marked with an x)

It’s likely that Nobara’s childhood friend (Fumi) is still living in Nobara’s hometown. Both Fumi and Saori are shown in the same chapter that Nobara dies after fighting Mahito (Ch. 125). This specific scene between Nobara and Fumi may foreshadow their reunion if Fumi is one of the individuals w/an awakened CT

Saori might also have a CT and have to participate the culling game, but the last time we saw her was in Tokyo. Regardless, I think Nobara might eventually join Yuji, Megumi, Yuta and Maki to join the culling game and save her friends as well (either Fumi, Saori or both).

The fanbook also stated that Nobara’s grandmother is a sorcerer. If Shoko and Nitta managed to save Nobara, she might be back at home under her grandmother’s watch, which would mean she would be close to one of the colonies and could help Fumi if Fumi does have a CT.

This sounds like nonsense and it probably is but I’m so convinced she’s coming back she has to scare Yuji just like he did to her when everyone thought he was dead😭I refuse to believe Akutami killed a character w so much potential mostly for the sake of driving Yuji’s development/fueling his next decisions

#jjk spoilers #jjk 146 #jjk meta #kugisaki nobara #jjk manga spoilers #aka my plea to akutami to bring nobara back pls pls plsssss

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moonboohoo · 3 years

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—— wild rose (part one)

pairing: kugisaki nobara x zenin maki

summary: for once, she believed in herself. and then, she convinced herself that the best people all have some kind of scar, and perfection is ugly.

genre/tags: kugisaki nobara centric, contains spoilers, slight gore warning, insecurities, emotional hurt/comfort, self-esteem issues, suicidal thoughts, a pinch of fluff, philosophical themes, psychological trauma

word count: 3.5k+

Kugisaki steps backwards, her eyes staring straight at the white concrete walls. Playing mind games with the devil is certainly a bad idea. Kugisaki is not dumb, she is well aware that it’s impossible to leave the problem unsolved. Roll the dice, she thinks. It was not like she had never gambled in her life before, she just had to pick a number to win against the devil. Kugisaki slips her nails between her fingers and squeezes her eyes shut. After 3 seconds, she opens her eyes and murmurs to herself, give everything.

Adrenaline washes her over in waves, the left side of her face burns as though it’s on fire. Memories of her past events flood her mind like a running movie, she sees Fumi waving at her, she sees Saori making her favourite star-shaped cookies, she sees Itadori and Fushiguro bickering with each other, she sees Inumaki and Panda eating noodles together, and she sees Maki sitting beside her, tracing delicate patterns on her forehead lovingly.

Maki Senpai.

Kugisaki ignores the ache of her heart and forces herself to face the reality. It is by no means clear what jujutsu sorcerers gain after saving humanity - Kugisaki often asks herself, if preserving civilization and society resulting in catastrophic destruction in the jujutsu world (which means she will either die or lose all her friends), then it’s basically a hollow victory. She thinks —— they lived, they lost. they smiled, they cried. they were happy, they were empty. Kugisaki has strong beliefs, beliefs that send powerful messages to her brain that guides her throughout her life and - she realises that it’s too late to change her ideals, and it’s too late for her to let go of the rope.

Itadori calls her name - his voice pleading, almost anxious. Kugisaki bites her bottom lip as she raises her head high, preventing the secret tears from spilling out of her eyes. Kugisaki cursed herself, she has once again failed those who counted on her.

A promise is a promise, she had sworn to herself that she would pick up the puzzle and build the most perfect picture of her life. No one has ever challenged Kugisaki regarding her personal philosophies and central values because she only believes in herself. She creates her own bubble and expectations, she needs no approval from anyone else, she’s comfortable in her perfect imperfection —— and to Kugisaki, this is the true essence of beauty.

It is the courage to continue that counts. Kugisaki is trembling, she can feel the fear in her chest waiting to take over.

Kugisaki steadies her breathing before she turns to Itadori.

“Tell everyone...it wasn’t so bad!”

Itadori’s eyes widen, confusion vying with terror.

Straw Doll Cursed Technique: Hairpin.

Before she falls, she blinks.

IN A PARALLEL UNIVERSE —— a world without cursed spirits, Kugisaki thinks. Strings that wrap around her fingers so tightly that it bleeds, releasing the first blood that makes her heart sing. There are many other beautiful things that she has yet to discover, and she has been given an opportunity to explore other things with her heart still whole. In another life, in another world, when the flower blooms, she will fulfil her promises.

And then, she’s falling.

There is no beautiful corpse. Death is death. If she were to die in the most beautiful way, her remains would still be transformed into shreds of decomposing flesh, and her bones soon crumbling to dust. Kugisaki convinces herself that her values are more important than her self-image. She has sacrificed her beauty to save herself, but the shattering agony of her body makes her almost rethink her decision. When her nails finally hit on the left side of her face, excruciating pain sheared through every nerve of her left cheek as it tears the tissues of her skin. Kugisaki had never felt such pain before, it feels like someone is pouring melted wax on her face over and over again until it becomes so raw that she can literally feel her face muscles twitching involuntarily.

She has no time to scream.

Her left eyeball gushes out before she can react. Her blood spurts on Itadori’s cheek, splashing on his shirt and hair. Kugisaki can’t help but feel terrified about her current state, she must have looked awful - the ruined geometry of her face and the empty socket that had once held her left eye, gone. She has no choice but to suffer such a miserable fate, but everything that she did - is staying true to herself.

She can hear Itadori yells her name before her body hits the ground.

Kugisaki thinks that she’s dead.

She opens her eyes and blinks from the brightness. Once they adjust, she finds herself standing in the cavernous space. Kugisaki scrunches up her face when she sees everything - the walls, the ceiling and the floor tiles are painted a crimson red. She feels different. This is no ordinary space, looking at the structure and its intersection, Kugisaki concludes that she is trapped.

She let out a small disgusted groan and proceeded to explore the entire place. There are no windows, no doors, in a silence so profound that she can almost hear the echo of her breathing. Kugisaki rubs her shoulders with her hands to make herself feel comfortable as she desperately tries to shake the creepy feeling moving up her spine. The atmosphere is filled with an eerie, ominous sensation - Kugisaki suddenly remembered all those nights that she had watched horror movies with Itadori and Fushiguro, clinging with both hands to their arms when she had a feeling that jump scares were coming out in this scene.

“Never knew that you’re scared of ghosts.”

“Shut up, Fushiguro!”

“But Kugisaki, cursed spirits are more terrifying than ghosts anyways?”

“Shut your trap, Itadori!”

And Kugisaki also remembered that one summer night in Fushiguro’s room. It was nothing special, really. They had classes, they had sparring sessions with their seniors, and they ate their meals together. Even though the stars seemed smaller and farther off than usual, and Maki senpai was still oblivious - (the flirting, though subtle, was unreturned). Kugisaki wiped down his face and pushed his hair back with a headband. Fushiguro raised his eyebrows, unamused.

“Not again, Kugisaki…”

“It looks cute on you!” Kugisaki twisted the bunny ears before she poured some toner into her palm. The green curtains were flapping from the night breeze outside and the two of them were sitting on the bed. They enjoyed the silence for a few minutes as they basked in each other’s presence. Those times were rare, their time was rare - in which their hands were clean and not stained with blood. Kugisaki let out a satisfied hum as she applied toner on his face and waved it dry with both hands.

“Kugisaki, I just realised something,”

“What? You’re in love with Itadori?” She put a dab of moisturizer on his face and rubbed it in, ignoring Fushiguro’s heavy glare.

“Stay still, don’t move. Or else your arms are going to hurt again.” She snorted, massaging his face gently.

“I just realised that life has no formula,” he mumbled. “Everything happens for no reason, and sometimes it happens because it’s bound to happen. I can’t rest, I can’t be happy, because I’m too cautious about everything. I’ve always wanted to walk on a safer route, but there is no guarantee that my surroundings are safe. Rather than putting up my own barriers, why can’t I just...live my life to the fullest?”

“Because when we die, we die alone. We have nothing. Only if we create illusions through love and friendships, then - it may or may not make our lives a tad better.”

Kugisaki whipped her head around and kept her eyes firmly on the walls. It’s not changing. Everything is not changing. She blinks her eyes once, and then twice, thrice - she clenches her fist and forces herself to think of a solution. Kugisaki reassures herself, there’s absolutely no reason why she can’t do this. Every problem has a history. She takes a deep breath and reorganizes her thoughts, bringing back memories of past situations of similar problems.

Kugisaki runs through her hair in frustration, because the real Kugisaki, in this particular situation, doesn't have the ability to think.

The strings on her fingers have disappeared without a trace. There is no attachment, no marks, nothing. Kugisaki loathes the fact that she’s free from responsibilities, everything just slips through her fingers like ropes of sand, and the aching emptiness starts to bubble up to the surface. She is lost, and completely clueless. If possible, Kugisaki just wants to be bound with something - something that motivates her to rack her brain when it comes to life situations.

Because with responsibilities, Kugisaki puts in the extra effort to survive. If she managed to exorcise the curse without any trouble, she would bring something back to her college and distribute the gifts to her friends (she buys expensive stuff for Maki, though). Her responsibilities and promises are intertwined, woven together. Because as long as she was alive, she still had the power to protect the others.

“If I don’t wield my hammer, I can’t protect them.”

“But if I keep wielding my hammer, I can’t embrace them.”

And without responsibilities, Kugisaki is just an empty shell. She thinks and walks like a living corpse —— (she has done herself so perfectly, instead of wearing skeleton, she masks her imperfections by stitching the rotten parts of her body with strings, and convinces herself that she is still perfectly fine, perfectly functionable). Kugisaki is neither real nor fake, neither illusory nor real, if the habit of acting becomes the habit of action, it becomes her true self. But if she wears the mask for too long, she forgets who she is beneath it.

“Because when we die, we die alone. We have nothing. Only if we create illusions through love and friendships, then - it may or may not make our lives a tad better.”

Kugisaki just stands there, biting her lip until she can taste the metal sting of blood.

And she thinks: She’s all alone now.

This is a perfect chance for her to sink into the floor and die. Kugisaki sees the entire universe collapse in the blink of an eye, everything seems no longer necessary to defend, to protect - and then, a mixture of emotions toppling over one another like the spin cycle of a dryer. Her entire body weighs like a feather, and she can feel her dreams slowly seeping their way out of her body and disappearing into thin air.

Kugisaki wants to die again, not just for her friends, but for herself.

Her thoughts are interrupted when she sees something large emerging from the floor.

Kugisaki has her mouth agape and her eyes wide in disbelief. There is a bright portal standing high in front of her, and a strange message board floating beside it.

She reads the message carefully.

They are everywhere, lurking around the shadows, and they said - it’s a great way to blend in the unfruitful works of darkness. Anyday, anywhere, anytime, they follow your steps gingerly, but you cheated on them again, again and again. They have no choice but to disguise themselves as an angel of light, feeding your little soul with venom, until you can feel your bones ache, like fire.

Just embrace it, it’s a cycle after all.

Alas! What a sombre world you lived in!

GODDESS OF HOLLOW —— griaper rem

Kugisaki’s lips twitch in annoyance.

“What the fuck did I just read? Some Shakespeare poem? I can’t understand a single thing! And who is griaper?!”

The whole space begins to shake as she can feel the gravity turn on high, drawing the portal to her. She has nowhere to run and there is nothing for her to grab hold of. Kugisaki shouts profanities and blasphemies when something wraps around her body, her facial expression twists in pain and her stomach churning in disgust. She groans in frustration as she struggles to break free, trying to find a way to take out her hammer to smash the living shit out of this creature.

“Oh great! This is the best day of my life!” She spits sarcastically.

After passing through the portal, she expects the worst. Maybe there will be snakes all over the ground, banshees swooping through the sky, wailing, crying and screaming until her eardrums burst, and then, maybe, there is a demonic nun with gouge out eyes waiting for her arrival...and -

She is glad that her assumptions are wrong.

Because Kugisaki had never seen such a beautiful place in her entire life. Compared to Tokyo, she only loved the carnivalesque atmosphere every time she marched down the blazing streets. It was true that Tokyo was filled with splendid places, but Kugisaki got bored easily. The brilliant artificial lights that glow in the city were nonsensical, only relishing her new life as a traveller. Sometimes, she felt as if she didn’t belong here.

But this place, Kugisaki thinks it’s heavenly.

There are no landscaped vistas and pedestrian walkways, only a (magical) place which is surprisingly, equal to the size of a pacific ocean.

She sees wads of fleecy clouds streak the evening sky, with a pastel wash of pink, orange, red and purple that creates an almost canvas-like view that reminds her of an oil paint animated film. And Kugisaki tries to reach out - unknowingly and innocently, unable to stifle her desire to touch the clouds. But she soon realises that it’s out of her reach.

She sighs softly, Kugisaki is oddly disappointed that there are no stars dotting the beautiful sky, but only a yellow crescent moon hanging in the middle.

When Kugisaki takes a step forward, she hears a wet squelching sound beneath her feet.

Kugisaki goes into a fighting stance, preparing for an attack, she curls her thumb around the hammer as she quickly whips her head down, only to see her own reflection on the water.

She blinks her eyes in bewilderment, not because she has the ability to stand on the surface of the water, but the fact that her face is perfectly fine. Such a nostalgic feeling, she thinks. Kugisaki feels bits and pieces of memories filling in the beautiful line of her face. She pinches her cheeks and takes big gulping breaths. Is this for real?

“Oi, Kugisaki.”

The familiarity of this particular voice has to be her imagination, there’s no way she could be here.

“Kugisaki?”

Kugisaki tries to calm her nerves, and then, very slowly, a pair of profoundly orange eyes rise to meet her golden ones (and Kugisaki declares she has discovered her world in the universe). Everything feels like a vivid dream. Maki tilts her head to the side and looks at Kugisaki with a blank expression.

“Are you okay?” Maki pulls her up, tucking her arms around her waist. Kugisaki doesn’t shy away from her touch, instead, she feels an uncanny sensation bubbling inside her. Maki’s fingers are so cold, the kind of cold that reaches deep into her bones that makes her skin crawl. She smells like cheap perfume too, probably mixed in with a little bit of earth - and that’s strange, because Kugisaki knows damn well that Maki has never worn perfume.

Kugisaki feels something around her hand, when she looks down, she sees a silver bracelet set with four tiny (dark greyish blue) diamonds that secure her right wrist.

This doesn’t seem right.

“Maki san, I-”

Maki wastes no time and grabs her hand, “C’mon, follow me.”

Kugisaki stays silent for a few minutes. She wants to bombard her with questions, but there is something holding her back. If the person beside her is a curse, she will certainly sense it and perform an exorcism immediately. But the feeling is different, it’s so much more, much more sinister than that. She grits her teeth and tries to keep her cool. Her hands have started to get clammy, her heart is pounding so hard that she can see her own palpitations through her uniform.

Think, Kugisaki, think. Search for clues.

“Uhm, Maki san?”

“Yeah?”

“Are...we dead? Or, perhaps, are you dead?”

The person chuckles and looks at Kugisaki attentively, “Well, I am. But I’m always here, you know?”

Oh.

Kugisaki smiles and nods her head, “Then, where are we going?”

They ignore her question and make their own inquiry, “Kugisaki, can you see the crescent moon in the sky? Do you know it actually symbolizes a bow hanging in the heavens?”

Kugisaki hums, “Well, what about it?”

Think, Kugisaki, think.

A sudden memory pops into her head. The message board. She doesn’t understand what the message is trying to tell her, and she tries hard to understand the meaning of them. Kugisaki finds this insufferable; she hates to dissect those metaphors. The message has mentioned “cycle” in the second paragraph, which indicates a regularly repeated sequence of events. And then the messenger, goddess of hollow —— griaper rem. The name itself sounds ugly, who the hell will name themselves griaper?

A light bulb pops up above her head, maybe she can rearrange the alphabet!

GRIAPER REM. What an ugly name... calm down, Kugisaki, you got this. Like a puzzle, she carefully rearranges the torn pieces. She studies the letter inside her mind, trying to make them spell something recognizable.

Kugisaki glances over her shoulder. The person is still thinking, not looking her way.

Then, suddenly, it comes to her like a bolt from the blue. Something has clicked into her mind like the pieces of jigsaw. Her heart is ticking like a clock gone haywire.

If I’m not mistaken, this is probably the correct...term.

GRIAPER REM

GRIM REAPER

Cycle. Embrace the cycle. The cycle of life and death, this makes sense now.

“You know, there is another way to explain it.” They say, a cruel smirk on their lips.

Kugisaki feels a shiver pass through her when they turn their head around, looking at her.

The person seems amused when Kugisaki gives them a perplexed look. They pause for a moment, placing one finger on their chin in exaggerated contemplation. Kugisaki feels the bracelet tighten around her wrist, the sudden pain sucker-punching her. She scans her surroundings and calculates the success rate of her escape. She has to get out of this place. Kugisaki estimates that she only needs to run for 2 minutes to reach the portal (hopefully it’s still there when she arrives).

The grim reaper is a spectral entity, she probably can’t destroy them.

“Watch closely.” The sky turns blood red and blood red clouds appear after they snap their fingers.

“A scythe also represents the crescent moon, Kugisaki-”

“Cut your bullshit, you fucking grim reaper.” She snarls, removing the cursed bracelet and tossing it on the ground. In one swift motion, Kugisaki takes out her hammer and smashes the diamonds into pieces.

“Four diamonds, four means shi, right?” Kugisaki asks coldly.

“Aw man, I actually thought you would take the bait...”

They let out a low laugh as their voice suddenly changed into a deeply masculine tone that reminded Kugisaki of a demon-possessed doll in a horror movie. She almost screeches when their body splits open and reveals dusty naked bones, and ribbons of yellow slime gushed over her hands and wrist like blistering flames.

Kugisaki runs until her sweats pour down the back of her neck. The flames are chasing after her, she must run faster and faster, she can’t give up yet, not yet - she still has the energy to keep going, she just needs to reach the portal, and then -

“I thought you wanted to die again, Kugisaki?” The grim reaper asks in a sardonic tone, “Are you sure you want to go back?”

The strings are attached to her fingers, again. Kugisaki sees it with her own eyes. Suddenly, a wave of memories flooded through her veins like an electric river. The intensity of her feelings causes the strings to tighten around her fingers, till it bleeds. And then, the tears roll one after another down her cheeks and her heart hurts like hell.

Kugisaki will try her best to live, she wants to live, she wants to see the world again, she wants to see them again.

“Fuck off! I don’t care anymore! I want to live!”

When she finally reaches the portal, the grim reaper says their last words.

“How are you going to survive when your face is ruined like that?”

Kugisaki doesn’t hear them, so she doesn’t answer.

The portal sucks her in like a tornado. Her mind is spinning as she’s being tossed around like a paper bag, twisting and turning, and Kugisaki feels like her guts might fall out when it suddenly spins faster and faster - then suddenly, a light covers her entire face, and her eyes go blank -

…

Kugisaki can only hear the subdued murmur of voices. When she finally opens her eye, she sees Itadori sitting beside her.

“Fushiguro, f-fast, please ask Shoko sensei to come over,”

“Huh?”

“She - she’s awake...Kugisaki is awake!”

#shi means japanese btw!#this is such a long ride #i have fun writing this #nobara kugisaki #zenin maki #nobamaki #nobara supremacy #nobara x maki #maki x nobara #nobamaki angst #nobara angst #kugisaki angst #jujutsu kaisen fic #stan two lesbian queens #i ship them so hard #this story only has two chapters

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btxtyuri · 5 months

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my brain these last few days has been full of nobafumi thoughts 😭😭 help the yuri childhood friends to lovers got my ass again

#i really need to start writing fanfics #especially bcs this ship is a rarepair #i have to feed myself #nobafumi #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #nobara #jjk nobara #nobara kugisaki #jujutsu kaisen nobara #kugisaki nobara #jujutsu nobara #fumi #jjk fumi #jujutsu fumi #jujutsu kaisen fumi #nobara x fumi #fumi x nobara

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queenendless · 4 months

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❄️🎄🎁☃️Merry Making (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader ft Various JJK) ☃️🎁🎄❄️

A/n: I AM SO LATE TO THE PARTY!

Holiday fluff, ships, and so on, ya know the drill.

SO PLEASE DON'T PLAGARIZE COPY TRANSLATE STEAL OR REPOST MY FANFIC CONTENT. Rather reblog like and follow please and thnx u.

Fuzzy coziness in beige white and cream filled your eyes.

Early light streamed through the curtains.

“Merry Christmas, Y/n~” Satoru's purr was layered with pecks strewn all over your face, bringing a smile to the surface.

The feline man cradled Suguru's head as he gave him the same wakening treatment. “Merry Christmas, Suguru~!”

Said man deeply humming against the crook of your neck had you squirming and giggling, especially as his sweatered arms hugged you close enough to where his grip was too firm to break free from.

“So early,” Suguru grumbled raspily, pulling away from your neck to yawn in his knuckles.

“Better than being late for the day when I embrace my destiny as Saint Nicky~ Imma go get all fancied up for the rascals. I better see you coming right behind me all decked out, hubbie~” Gojo planted one big wet smooch on Geto's lips before giving you the same lovely treatment, pulling a garment bag outta the closet, giving you two a smile and a peace sign before dipping into the adjoining bathroom.

“Sugu?” Your pajama self moved to splay atop your slowly awakening husband.

“Hmm?” He rubbed his eyes, blinking to clear up the murkiness, when the feeling of your lips on his got him to be fully awake.

“Merry Christmas.”

He embraced you, kissing you in kind. “Merry Christmas, love~”

“Tada!” Springing out the bathroom door stood Gojo Claus. Beard, hat, boots and all. “Time to get the sack! Suguru, suit up!” The man warped away.

“Lord I will regret this.” Geto muttered under his breath before lifting you off him so he could get out of bed and pull out his garment bag out of the closet too, heading to the bathroom after giving you a wink. “See you in a bit, honey.”

A few days ago, you celebrated with everyone by throwing a Christmas party at the Tokyo school as it was the one chance you could throw one due to everyone having plans over the holidays.

You even had a Kiritanpo hot pot as the main dish, Christmas version. And a big one at that to fill everybody up.

You hummed as you started up your phone only to see notifications from your group chats. Opening it up, you viewed the photos sent to your phone ever since that night.

One of Haibara beaming brightly as he and a flustered Nanami were lounging on a beach in Malaysia, shades on and a drink in Yu's hands while Kento read off the stack of books he plans to read.

Another one showed Shoko and Utahime in the capital, Kuala Lumpur, with the former kissing the whipped cream off her wife's lips from their shared mug of spicy cocoa along a balcony setting of their lit up resort.

A snapshot of Riko and Misato in a ski lift viewing the snowy hills of a ski resort along the Alps with Yuki, Choso and Kamo skiing together down the slopes below.

More pics kept on piling in.

Miwa and Kokichi taking a sleigh ride through the falling snow, smooching his now beet red face.

Mai and Momo skating across a ginormous ice rink while doing it with such grace.

Todo catching a Takada-chan plushie THE Takada kissed on stage during her live Christmas bash, chucking it to the enormous crowds, hearts and tears in his eyes cause OF COURSE he caught it.

Kusakabe in a tavern drinking with Higurama; one of the many new sorcerers, flushed but at ease.

Yaga and Gakuganji sharing sake together.

Nothing from Mei, but knowing her, she's in a tub filled with cash, with Ui letting her do whatever cause he loves her so … yeah …

And knowing Toji and Shiu, they're probably taking shots while looking out over the balcony of their apartment window and just watching the land being draped in a blanket of snow.

A beaming Nobara and a flushed Maki going through holiday themed boutiques with a shy Fumi and an endearing Saori-chan in tow, so many bags already piling over in their arms.

Rika and Toge doting over a flushing nervous Yuta, spooning him on both sides, lounging in his apartment, with Panda acting as their cuddle couch, snacking on Christmas cookies, egg nog trailing down his conked out face.

Getting lost in holiday feels, you nearly forgot about the other presence in the room but the fuzzy sensations overwhelmed you. Your squeaking giggles were overshadowed by his conniving cackles streaming out as those furry fingers gently tickled you and those smart ass lips kissing your adorable face.

“Letting your guard down makes you vulnerable. It's difficult to resist you, my distracting beautiful wife~” Suguru crooned in your neck, horns on his head and cane in hand as he stopped the tickling to kiss your cheek then easily carried you up in one arm, letting your phone plop onto the sheets. “Now, let's go before Satoru drags us out himself.”

Fairy lights flashed many colors hanging strewn above across the living room ceiling.

A tall traditional tree stood in the corner. Tinsel, ornaments, string lights, and a small start plopped on top decorate the pine.

And Yuji and Junpei awoke to the smell of pancakes being made. Peaking into the kitchen, they spotted Megumi and Tsumiki already having platters full of Christmas tree shaped flapjacks lining up the island. Nanako and Mimiko were prepping up some hot cocoa with marshmallows.

When a sack of presents literally filled up the kitchen like magic.

“Ho ho ho!”

“Santa Claus!” Yuji's chibi self lit up with stars in his eyes at the bearded glasses wearing man poking his head in.

“Santa?” Junpei and Megumi weren't convinced.

The girls giggled, knowing who it was but going along with the cuteness.

A silky raven head with horns on top of his head popped out from the other door, cane in hand. “Yo.”

“K - K - KRAMPUS!?” Yuji turned blue at the alarming sight.

“Geto-sama!” The twins tackled their papa, giddy over his furry onesie look.

The snow began falling that early morning.

As the puppy dog that is Yuji dragged a scolding Megumi outside who didn't want to abandon his cooking duty and let a fire start when a handful of snow was smushed into his now welt forming face.

Yuji's speed was tested by Divine Dog Totality with Megumi riding atop, chasing his salmon boi across the private snowy grounds, as snowballs streaked the air.

A concern Tsumiki tried yelling out her scolding remarks to her brother as she ran out the back patio doors but he was too far off to hear, so her exasperated self plopped down into the snow, getting into the mood to cool down and make a snow angel.

Junpei floundered, his arms and legs jerking as he was doing his best to stay upright even as Tsumiki legit dragged him down with a radiant smile sent his way, going with the flow with a dopey smile on his face.

“SU.GU.RU~!”

“Yeah?”

“Lookie lookie!”

The puffy albino kitty cat and his raven furry mate nuzzled their heels, scurrying out between their legs and through the slide open back doors with cat sized Santa hats on, chasing each others tails.

“Catoru and Cuguru are matching! Say cheese!” Gojo Claus pulled out his phone to take so many pics.

Catoru's chirpy meow and Cuguru's calm meow were all they gave before trotting over to the twins, nuzzling their ankles as they built their snowmen family. Making sure to include a blindfold for one of them and a Gojo Kuja for its snow partner.

“Suguru … THINK FAST!”

Like future father in law, like future son in law.

The side of Geto's face was smothered in snow, giving off a welt mark contrasting Gojo's shit eating smirk.

“Prepare to die … SATORU!”

Choosing to retract his shikigami in preference of handling this matter himself, Megumi rolled across the snowy grounds as he and Yuji's snowball chucking garnered everyone else's attention, especially colliding with Gojo getting his face smushed with powder by a hissing Geto.

A soft rough coughing noise garnered their attention.

All their snowy heads plopped out of their white puffy pile.

Seeing you in that fuzzy velvet robe flowing from the blowing wind, your snug jammies, and velvet slippers as you walked out to admire the falling snow, breathing out to see your breath in a puffy white cloud, fading into purity.

Powder slowly descended from the heavens as you watched, entranced, as you gracefully floated.

“Unless you all want breakfast to get cold, come back inside.”

“Mrs. Claus.” Satoru breathed out in wonder at your tender voice.

“Are we getting our present?” Suguru coyly asked.

Devotion covered your face as you smiled, pressing a hand on your small growing baby bump. “You already have.”

“Oh yeah.” Those two exchanged smirks.

They gently pulled you down to submerge you in their suited powdery embrace, laughing at their gobsmacked expressions as you pulled out some mistletoe from your pockets to hang above your heads.

Lots of kisses between you three.

Yuji snuck in one to Megumi who slunk back in the snow, melting it from how hot he got.

It would be a while until breakfast would be eaten and presents be opened.

But even so …

Christmas had come at last.

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𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫 - 𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐲𝐮𝐮𝐣𝐢 | 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟓

"i miss her, even if she's everywhere. mother, come home."

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–pairings: itadori yuuji x oc

– warning: mentions of death, mentions of abuse, hurt-comfort (?), canon divergent, pre-shibuya arc

– author’s note: i really disappeared for a long time, im so so sorry. and i promise this is becoming more yuuji-centric eventually–

disclaimer: i’m not of japanese descent and am unfamiliar with japanese honorifics, etc. feel free to correct me!

“Okaa-san.”

Her eyes crinkled at the title. She stood there patiently, and I steeled myself to move closer towards her. The cold air didn’t bother me, the warmth from my mother was all that kept me grounded.

Her arms wrapped around me, but I couldn’t feel anything other than the slightest air brush against my skin. I felt her love and that was enough. When she pulled away, I saw recognition fall upon her kind eyes.

“I see you’ve settled in nicely in Jujutsu Tech,” She hummed, eyeing the dirty dishes in my sink.

“Ah, Nobara came over with some of her… friends.”

“I noticed,” She turns to me, a look of pity in her eyes. “Tsubame, is Nobara still your only friend?”

“No… Fumi and I are still in touch,” I mumbled.

“My girl, you need to open up, I know my passing had affected you but–”

“Okaa-san, I know what I’m doing,” I couldn’t help but cut my mother off.

I didn’t like how she knew exactly why I had such high walls around my heart. I didn’t like how she knew what I was feeling, but she knew that I was stubborn, and she knew me like the back of her cold, dead hands.

“I don’t need new friends, I don’t need to let my guard down because I can be stronger, I can protect those I’m close to!”

My mother watched me in silence, everything that needed to be said in her black eyes, a flicker of lilac glowing, as though she had hope for me, and I wished that it would die out just so that I didn’t the reality of disappointing her falling over me like cold water.

“Okaa-san, I’m not here to make friends, I’m here to become stronger and defend those I love.”

My fist clenched in my hands, and it was as if I looked at her, the tears would all come pouring out – as if just the sight of my dead mother would break down everything I built up.

Everything felt amplified when she placed her hand on my chin, lifting it so I could look into her dark eyes. In that moment, everything felt real. Like she was real. Her touch felt so warm, and in the back of my mind I knew my body was tricking me into thinking she was truly here, but I couldn’t help but sink into the feeling again.

“I know that life isn’t easy for you now, my dear,” She whispered, cupping my cheek, and I leaned into her touch, letting myself believe her lie. “But sometimes, you have to lower the walls you’ve built to let yourself heal. If you just sit around with a broken heart, no one can be there for you, no one can truly help you fix it.”

She wipes her hand over my tears, and it feels as though all will be right in the world.

“My dear Tsubame,” She mutters. “You’re too hard on yourself. It is time to put Tadashi to rest.”

Her hand sweeps my hair out of my eyes, “Your hair is getting long too, my dear.”

“Right,” I laugh a little a sniffle escaping me. “Yeah… I’m planning to cut my fringe soon. Or cut it all short…”

My mother sighs and I know what she’s about to say. There’s no point in avoiding the topic, after all, my father would always be a part of my life, whether I liked it or not.

“Tsubame, your father…”

“I know, I should forgive him,” I mutter, but that doesn’t stop the bitterness lacing my voice.

“No, that’s not what I wanted to say,” She strokes my cheek gently, her gentle eyes holding so much love. “What your father did to you was wrong. He should never have raised his hand to you…”

She brushes my fringe to the side, revealing the little bandage across my left eyebrow.

“He’s lost his way. And I understand why you left, my dear. But please, know that even though you’ve left that life, the path ahead of you is much more difficult. Being a jujutsu sorcerer has its risks, and some you will regret for the rest of your life. Are you sure you are willing to take those risks?”

My eyes meet hers and I feel myself nod in determination, “I am. I’m ready to do anything to overcome those risks. I’d do anything to make sure that what happened to you will never happen again.”

My mother’s eyes held a drop of sadness, the lilac specks in her eyes glowing. She gently kisses my forehead, and I let her hold me, missing her embrace that would protect me from my darkest moments.

“Then be strong, my girl,” She smiles, pulling away. “Maybe try to open up, okay? Just give it a shot. For me?”

I wince slightly before letting out a small sigh.

“...I can try…”

“Good,” She smiles, pulling me into a final hug. “Why not start with that Itadori boy? He seems very sweet–”

“Thanks, Okaa-san!” I can feel my cheeks heat up violently. “B-But I don’t need advice for who to make friends with–”

I heard my mother chuckle, pulling away from me as she began to laugh harder at my now-red cheeks.

“My dear, I see it all. I was there when you met. You like him, don’t you?”

I frown, and I struggle to get the blush down from my cheeks, “I know nothing of liking anyone. Or romance in general.”

“If you insist, my dear. But I mentioned nothing of romance. I simply meant that you liked him as a friend.”

I freeze, feeling my mother’s teasing smile, but the moment I look up, she was no longer standing before me. The lights no longer dimmed, but now the warm yellow of the lightbulbs. The air was no longer cold or still, but my cheeks still felt warm.

“...I don’t like him. At all,” I huff, narrowing my eyes where she used to stand.

It was all silent as the wind whistled, entering through the now-opened window – the sliding door that I hadn’t opened. The wind suddenly sounded like her laugh as she made me aware of my reactions, a maternal reaction of amusement in the wind.

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