#panda trio rights

[phoenixriaartemis]

Just saying that the day when I finally have more Time to do them

That day I will Throw myself off the window💀

#like how the fuck I'm Going to do them without making a máster panda 2.0 #And I Want to make them right and a lot more the without me trio and amanita #just dance

[delulujuls]

thick thighs save lives (but ruin racing suits) | ln4, op81

hi! i got this idea from one tiktok i saw today. this one goes for my plus size girlies (including myself lmao) so please enjoy as much as papaya boys would enjoy some pair of thick thighs!

summary: lando and oscar never seen their friend with something tight on, so when it comes to try on new racing suits she have a big surprise for them

warnings: slightly disturbed perception of body image

pairing: oscar piastri x fem!mclarendriver x lando norris

Y/N sometimes forgot that she was a girl.

At the beginning of her career she tried to make an effort to look good, showing that a male-dominated sport wouldn't take away her feminine grace. Years ago she used to wake up early, style her hair, do makeup and spend a lot of money on fixing cosmetics but unfortunately everything was lost due to sweat, a balaclava and a tight helmet. So the girl decided that this fight made absolutely no sense - she decided to stuck only to lip balm and mascara.

Despite keeping her makeup to a minimum, even her mascara remained treacherous, smearing under her eyes after each race or training session, making her look like a panda. In terms of clothes, the girl didn't have much opportunity to show off either. Her clothes were largely either team tracksuits, a racing suit, or just a baggy orange T-shirt and jeans.

And just as Oscar and Lando looked great after the race despite sweat and messy hair, her post-race glow didn't really existed. On the contrary, she looked as if she had a hard, sleepless night.

It is known that when media days fell on the calendar, the girl tried to look her best. She had light make-up and nicely styled hair, but her body was still covered by loose layers of clothes. It would seem that apart from her physiotherapist and the team doctor, no one around her had any idea what kind of figure the girl really had.

However, everything changed when the break between seasons came. When places had numerous galas and events and you could throw away uncomfortable helmets and team clothes. However, as we know, everything comes to an end at some point and we have to return to the gray reality. This was the case, when the day came and it was time to try on new racing suits for the upcoming season.

Y/N hugged Lando and Oscar upon seeing them outside the entrance to McLaren's headquarters. The trio hadn't had the opportunity to see each other for several weeks, so there was a lot of joy. In a good mood, surrounded by conversation, they went inside and immediately went to the designated place. After a short presentation of costumes, everyone received theirs and went to change, only to come back after a while and report any reservations regarding comfort and range of movement. Y/N took her suit without thinking and went to change. She was surprised when the suit got stuck on her butt and refused to go up any higher.

"What the hell"

The girl muttered under her breath, gripping her fit tighter and jumping in it several times. When it finally slid over her ass, Y/N slipped her hands into the sleeves and zipped up the zipper, sealing the Velcro around her neck. Something was definitely wrong. The girl looked in the mirror at her reflection. The outfit was great and looked amazing, the only problem was that it was a bit tight. Which shouldn't be the case, because the outfits were based on last season's, so the dimensions shouldn't differ drastically. It was impossible to gain so much weight in three months, right?

The girl turned around, looking at the back of her body. The outfit was definitely tight. Just as it was still relatively tight on her chest, it was very tight on her thighs and butt.

Y/N covered her mouth with her hand, looking at her reflection. Have she really always had such big thighs? Did she actually gain weight during the past break?

She was brought out of her thoughts by a knock on the bathroom and the voices of Lando and Oscar outside the door.

"Are you ready?"

The girl felt her cheeks burning with shame.

"I think I have a problem"

Hearing this, the friends fell silent and looked at each other.

"Can we come in?"

Y/N agreed quietly, still staring at herself in the mirror. With each passing second, she became more and more confused about her reflection.

Oscar and Lando entered the bathroom, also wearing their suits. When they noticed their friend standing with her back to them, the first thing they noticed was her butt. Lando quickly looked up at the ceiling and Oscar walked over to the girl, trying his hardest to focus on the reflection of her face in the mirror.

"What happened?"

Y/N bit her lip in shame and silently turned towards them. Her friends involuntarily looked at her, pretending they didn't know what she meant. But as soon as they saw the material tight around her ass from the entrance to the bathroom, they knew exactly what the matter was about.

"My suit is too tight" The girl said quietly, looking at herself "It doesn't fit at all"

Lando wrapped his arms around himself and covered his mouth with his hand. He tried his hardest not to speak, because all he could think about were comments about her thighs and whether she could crush him with them. It didn't get much easier for Oscar. He put his hands on his hips and looked at his friend silently. He was afraid that he would be unable to comfort her in any way, because his mind was completely blank.

Piastri cleared his throat after a while, trying to return from the land of fantasy and behave as if the whole situation was really dramatic.

"Is it very tight?"

"Oh, just look!"

The girl spread her arms and spun around. Lando bit his lip and tilted his head back. Oscar held his breath, having no idea what to say. He was totally mesmerized by her curves.

"I- Uhm, I think it's just a mistake and they'll make you a different one without any problem."

"Different one?" Y/N asked, feeling tears in her eyes. “What if it's not a mistake and I've gained weight these past few months?”

"After all, the tests showed that everything was fine with your measurements."

Oscar said calmly.

Y/N turned to the mirror again and looked at her reflection.

"What a total shit"

"Hey, don't say that" Lando was immediately outraged "You look great"

"Great?" The girl snorted, "Come on, I look ridiculous."

"To be honest, I agree with Lando one hundred percent."

Oscar replied, looking once more at the back of the girl's body.

"My thighs are a disaster! What kind of racing driver has such big thighs?"

The girl burst out, turning again towards them.

"Max has nice thighs," Lando pointed out, thinking for a moment, "I'm sure his thighs are the national pride of the Netherlands."

Y/N wasn't in the mood to joke. Devastated, she looked down her body.

Oscar walked up to her and hugged her without saying a word.

"You look beautiful. And you have a really amazing figure"

Lando walked over to his friends and hugged them as well.

The girl felt a little better with the support of her friends. However, for a moment she forgot that men would be men and nothing would ever dissuade them from having dirty thoughts.

"I agree with Oscar, because you really look great," Lando started. Oscar looked at him, knowing full well what was coming and knowing that he wouldn't be able to stop it. "But with all the respect I have for you as a friend and as a woman in general, holy shit, I would pay extra for you to strangle me with your thighs. And man, that mad bunda, too."

Y/N didn't know what to say for a moment. She only felt a blush creeping onto her cheeks. Did she just receive the strangest compliment of her life?

She freed herself a little from her friends' embrace and looked at Lando's face.

"Seriously?"

He seeing that his comment was not received negatively, quickly nodded.

"You have such a body that-" "Lando meant that you shouldn't worry about what you look like because you look really great."

Oscar interjected, knowing full well that Lando's comments should be kept to himself.

The girl smiled weakly and sniffled. Her friends' words lifted her spirits a bit.

"My only concern now is how I will get this contraption off of me."

Lando and Oscar smirked, involuntarily exchanging glances.

"I think we can help you with that."

#f1 imagines #f1 one shot #f1 #formula 1 #f1 oneshots #op81 #f1 imagine #lando norris #ln4 #oscar piastri #lando norris x reader x oscar piastri #lando norris x reader #oscar piastri x reader

[stealingyourbones]

Submitted Prompts #98

Danny and Raven are both hybrid supernatural creatures. Which means, they end up meeting during a couple of pagan celebrations.

They get to talking, and realize they get along really well. So, since on Raven's side of things, she still hasn't met the Titans yet, Team Phantom just essentially adopt her. Sam adores her new goth friend. They help her feel normal, and she gives them precious advice on magic and how, sometimes, defeating an enemy comes at the cost of their life, because they might not give you much of a choice...

Soon, Raven meets the Titans, while Danny goes along his usual business of keeping Amity Park safe. They keep meeting up for celebrations, birthdays and random meetings for no reason other than a slightly feral sense of "I missed your presence at my side" they all have with each other.

The Titans are very curious on why she keeps disappearing every year at the exact same time, but all they know is the bare bones "magical meeting of magical entities that practice magic".

Until one day, when Raven almost tore Titans Tower apart while desperately trying ANYTHING to contact a friend who seemed to be "gone, and nothing can reach him. What did that idiot do?!?!?!" They are...justifiably concerned...and Robin smuggles the Batplane out of it's hangar so they can help their friend, who's always so composed, actually get to Amity with some backup in case things are going wrong.

Nothing would have prepared them for the SMOKING GODDAMN CRATER in the ground where a town should be. Raven can't reach past the Veil. The way seems to be blocked (since Amity, in the Ghost Zone, has the Ghost Shield up and running) and her powers are going a little wonky and unstable, random rocks lifting and orbiting her and the town limits as the Titans investigate as much as they can.

Until, with roaring thunder, Amity is thrown back into it's proper spot. But something's wrong. Phantom is easy to feel. He's always been a shimmering beacon in Raven's senses, but right now he feels...subdued, and yet swelling with new power...

It's not until Twam Phantom goes to meet her, that raven realizes what's wrong. She knows that Crown, and the Ring her friend is cradling in his hands. Ectoplasm is staining his hands, his suit, and, most noticeable, his teeth.

He looks like he'd rather be anywhere than here, and Sam goes in for a hug, and tells Raven they're calling a "Code Panda" (because pandas have a startlingly high chance of abandoning their Cubs before adulthood, and are generally idiots).

Robin volunteers to destroy the portal when they're ready to go, while the rest of the Titans start closing ranks around the seemingly traumatized teenage hero in case he needs help. The most he reacts is to let Raven float to him and hug him as he whispers a soft "Hey Ray...I had to follow your advice..."

(I imagine that Raven's own experiences would help Danny come to understand that, even if his Rogues can be reasoned with, there will eventually come a time where a new one might not. So they have to be prepared for that eventuality. So Danny treats Pariah's Core like one of those chewing gums with the liquid in the center of it, when he realizes the Old Tyrant King isn't going to go quietly, nor will he listen to reason. And hearing his parents talk about how Phanton would have to be exterminated soon before he "got too powerful" leads Danny and his friends to get out of Amity ASAP. Luckily, they have a friend who's very happy to have them around. Is this an "Everlasting Trio+the DC character they fell for" thing? Not necessarily, but my brain pictures them as starting to date while Raven got busy with the Titans, and when they're all together, they platonically drag Raven to their cuddle pile, where they romantically confess their shared feelings for her. But it's really up to interpretation of whoever reads it.)

#bones submissions #dpxdc #dc comics #dp x dc prompts #i just like the idea of a soft character dynamic that can be both platonic or romantic #but doesn't need to be either/or #it can just be a soft moment #i also have the same feeling when it comes to Tim-Kon-Bart-Cassie dynamics #are they dating? uh.....maybe? #but also not really? it depends on how you view romance?

[class1akids]

Class A field trip - Shouto edition

Shouto's Class A field trip was an adorable combo of him eating soba everywhere or being cute and oblivious. Here are all his scenes collected in one place:

Day 1:

Shoto and Koda are in Iwate, where Shoto is doing the wanko soba challenge (it's an all you can eat soba tradition).

🍰: You can eat as many bowls as you want

🔥: Shotoooooooooo!!!!

🔺: Todoroki!! Your father wants to eat together with you too!!

🍰: The check please.

Day 2

Origin Trio in Roppongi Hills (Tokyo)

🥦: If I opened a hero agency one day, I wonder if it would be in Roppongi like All Might? What about you, Kacchan?

💥: Whatever. Not decided.

🍰: Are you two starting an agency together?

🥦💥: ?!!!!

Day 3

Mina, Asui, Todoroki and Kouda visiting the Sado island - Rabbit Kannon

👽: Justice!!! So cute!

🍰: Is “justice” cute? Well then. This Kannon is auspicious for the heroes.

🐸"Cute" is also very deep.

Todoroki and Tokoyami at the Kurobe Dam (the biggest dam in Japan)

🐦‍⬛: A Torrent of Power, Liberation from Commandments. Those who were once sealed together, have released their powers. Can you feel it, Todoroki!

🍰: Not especially.

The sweet tooth brigade (Sato, Momo, Ochako, Shoto) trying out Aichi's Ogura toast:

🍬: I've been waiting... This is...

🍑: Yes, it's delicious

🍰: Half-sweet, half-salty...

Day 4

Dekusquad in Awaji island (famous for onions)

🥦: Heroes don't cry, even when cutting an onion…

🥦: 😭😭😭😭 🍵: Sorry! Challenge failed. 🍰: No, even heroes cry when they have to.

(Reference to Shoto's line from Ch137)

Ojirou, Hagakure and Shoto at Adventure World, Wakayama

🐿️: Two-tone and popular character... We have someone like that.

🤲We do, don’t we. Just by being there, he brightens the place…!” 🍰: Huh? There’s somebody like that? 🤲🐿️: “IT’S YOU!!!”

(This panda one led to a ton of Shoto + panda fan art on Twitter)

Day 5:

Shoto is eating Yamaguchi green tea soba served on hot stones (so Ochako and Kirishima reference too)

🍰: Please take your time here. This is from my father. 🦈: awww thanks... 🍵: Todoroki-kun, you should say thank you. 🍰: Thank you very much. 🍵: I meant thank your dad!

Shoto, Tokoyami, Kirishima and Shoji at Shimonada Station, overlooking the Seto Inland Sea at sunset

🍰: What’s this kind of thing? Are we BFFs now? 🦈: That's right, Todoroki! (bashful)

I saw JPN fandom commenting that Shoto uses the outdated and somewhat girly term (ズッ友) zuttomo - loosely translated as eternal friends/ bffs. Kirishima may be being flustered as a reference to the SF where Shoto told him that he's not here to make friends.

Day 6:

Shoto's third soba-slurping is in Okinawa (with Endeavor and Kirishima)

🔥: Shoto, how is the soba here? 🍰: Okinawa soba is delicious. 🔥: RIGHT!? SHOUTOOOOOOO!! (happy) 🍰: Quiet. Let me eat.

🦈: 😲

(Okinawa soba is more like ramen than real soba and the noodles are wheat instead of buckwheat.)

I really enjoyed the scenes they chose for Shouto. Endeavor trying to join the field trip was funny. Shouto just eating soba all over Japan is definitely something I can see happen. And it is nice to see how he's friends with everyone and the whole class kind of adores his airheaded comments, misuse of slang and just blunt cuteness.

10/10 for the promo team.

Links:

My Twitter thread of all the scenes

Full translations

A blog archiving all pictures in HQ

#todoroki shouto #bnha #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #endeavor #kirishima eijirou #shoji mezo #tokoyami fumikage #uraraka ochako #ojirou mashahiro #hagakure tooru #iida tenya #yaoyorozou momo #satou rikidou #ashido mino #asui tsuyu #kouda kouji #bnha official promo #class a field trip #shoto edition

[cursedvibes]

I absolutely hate the way fandom keeps misinterpreting this chart, especially in regards to Yuuji and Hakari. They just go "oh someone is bad at learning in a classroom setting? well they must be stupid and an absolute meathead". Zero consideration for why some people might do worse in academic settings or why one school has considerably "smarter" students than the other. Maybe it's not the students fault and maybe test scores aren't everything.

I'm gonna assume this person was just making a general statement about the Tokyo Trio group dynamic that wasn't meant to be that serious and worded it badly. That's why I'm writing this in a separate post. And again, this is more about a broader trend I see every time that chart gets passed around, not this specific person.

It just annoys me so much how they keep hammering in on Yuuji and Hakari being at the bottom and what that must mean about their overall mental capacity. Hakari was mistreated by the school, no wonder he didn't care about tests. In a day-to-day situation he's much smarter than Panda (three kids in a trenchcoat) or Megumi, but obviously that won't show here. Most people get overwhelmed as soon as he so much as attempts to explain his cursed technique and domain, but sure he's the dumb one. This shows he isn't even bad at regular learning topics, he just had no reason to care about this school.

Same with Yuuji. The fanbook this same chart is from shows he's good in regular high school, he just struggles with the more mathematical side of the STEM subjects. Getting physics lessons from Gojo sounds like a nightmare. Which brings me again to the phenomena that the students in Kyoto do overall much better than the one in Tokyo. If you have nobody to properly explain concepts to you, no shit you're not gonna do well and we have heard many times before that Gojo is a bad teacher. Yuuji learns very fast, we've seen it when he is together with Nanami, Todo and Kusakabe, it just all comes down to how you teach him. Although to be fair, the classroom teaching is also done by assistant directors and windows, who are probably too overworked to put much effort into it. So you have naturally the students already good at learning in this type of environment at the top, while everyone else gets left behind.

Besides that, Yuuji and Nobara have always been very good at thinking on their feet, especially when they are together. Just think their teamwork when fighting Eso and Kechizu or Mahito. In Mahito's case they didn't even see each other and it worked. Dumb Nobara figured out the Mahito she was fighting was a clone, dealt considerable damage to him and thereby helped Yuuji immensely. Anticipating the next steps of enemies and allies alike takes intelligence as well as analysing an opponents abilities and weaknesses like when Nobara turned Rot against Kechizu. Dumb little Yuuji is the sole reason there is even a coherent plan to save Megumi right now.

Yuuji and Nobara like to joke around and be goofy while Megumi is more reserved, but that doesn't make him smarter or them dumber that's just a part of their personality. Megumi being too much in his head and not appropriately judging risks and coming up with effective solutions for them was a whole thing he had to work on and overcome. Todo is also a good example that being a bit of a delinquent and silly guy doesn't say anything about smarts. He's probably just better at school learning (being trained by Yuki that would be partially a necessity) and also had better teachers.

#jujutsu kaisen #itadori yuuji

[neonscandal]

What are your satosugu fav moments? And what are your fav personal headcanons about them?

Those sweet, egotistical, baby angels. 🤍🖤

For an insane retelling of their whole deal, I kinda talk incessantly about it. I also kinda did a little head canon exercise with a template before? but wasn't sure what you might be in the market for. In any case, roll the tape!

HEAD CANONS

Gojo has been spouting nonsense all his life but Geto was the first person to try to understand it, even when he couldn't. I'm not going to fault Geto for not being able to catch up on all that Digimon lore. But for the most part, he'd make it a point to ask clarifying questions or brush up on topics Gojo mentions in passing just to keep up with conversation.

In fact, they hated each other when they first met but bonded over one off the cuff comment Gojo made about a band, book or something and, suddenly, they found common ground. After that, they bonded over making Yaga and, later, Nanami's lives interesting ✨

Gojo is the prankster, Geto is the watchman/getaway driver. No one suspects Geto's role in Gojo's tomfoolery. Stealing Maki and Nobara's uniforms with Inumaki and Panda was a rewash of a stunt he pulled when he was in high school (with Geto's help). He fashions a lot of the pranks he pulls as a teacher off the hijinks he and Geto used to get away with. He wears a mirthful smile for his students but the modern times don't hold a candle to the good old days.

They were only children and both of their parents sucked. Actually, maybe Geto had a sibling who was either significantly older or younger (hence how he learned to be so considerate) who passed. Subsequently, Geto's parents were emotionally distant/neglectful starting when they got creeped out by the inexplicable things he could see that they couldn't. It's why he jumped at the chance when he was scouted for Jujutsu High, why he was triggered when he saw the twins, and why he always sought family elsewhere. Gojo's parents seemed to dote on him but didn't bother to get to know or nurture him, just placate him.

They make it a point to tease and call Ieri the little sister they've always wanted... though she is the oldest in the trio. Even so, they spoil her (to the best of Gojo's ability obviously). Example: if her feet hurt on a mission, Geto is giving her a piggyback ride but Gojo's goofy ass is trading shoes. Never mind the comical disparity in shoe sizes. They'd just be clopping around together much to Shoko's faux chagrin.

The three of them would absolutely bed rot together. It may have started with Gojo slinking into Geto's room for attention but they wouldn't leave Ieri out, even if it was a twin size bed. Just listless days between missions and classes where they would languidly ignore the weight of their responsibilities. Some days all contorting to fit on the bed, other days strewn about the room. It was always in Geto's room, Ieri almost always brought face masks (at Gojo's insistence).

Gojo, quite literally, did not understand the concept of personal space when it came to Geto (or Ieri, really). But, most specifically, with the way he'd casually and absently be all over Geto. Arms over his shoulders, tilting his head inward when addressing him, leaning on him during respites in the day, elbowing him in the side to punctuate a joke.. he just never became conscious of it. That is, until he was no longer around. Geto was always like second skin until he wasn't. In addition to the absence of his company, Gojo felt that physical absence so painfully that he used Limitless more and more to distance himself from the idea that anyone had ever been so close.

When Haibara and Nanami come along, Geto takes his role as a senpai really seriously because the stakes are high at the school. Gojo? Does not ✨ but he does force Nanami to use proper honorifics because he knows it drives him up a wall. He makes it a point to tell Haibara to call him whatever, right in front of Nanami. For the record, Haibara does not obey him but still.

Gojo has a name for all of Geto's favorite or most commonly used curses. The same way girls will refer to their crushes with silly little code names, almost. Like Geto knows that the Rainbow Dragon curse is "Rainbow Dash" or "My Little Pony" whereas other curses might have silly names like "Garfunkle" or "Steve" for no other reason than Gojo felt like it, but he's consistent. So once a name is bestowed, Geto refers to them accordingly. He, of course, never approaches them with fear and he's just as endeared to them as he is to Geto.

Before Gojo got the hang of how to optimize his cursed energy, overuse would leave him... not weak but just not agreeable. Clearly cranky and suffering the drawback, Suguru clocked the difference and that's actually when he started to pamper Gojo. It's also the only reason Gojo ever articulated the downsides of his CT to anyone. I don't know if Geto ever told Gojo the extent of his discomfort with his technique. He either felt like he was being burdensome/ungrateful in sharing or he was embarrassed about what it would say about him (re: regularly ingesting things that tasted like vomit). It's one of the only things he remained furtive about when it came to Gojo though he always wondered if Gojo already just knew.

Supported by canon, but, Suguru absolutely carried candy for Satoru (and a lighter for Shoko) because he's just that considerate. Mans was swallowing vomit rags and still concerned about appeasing Satoru's sweet tooth.

Without realizing it, this gesture inspired a Pavlovian effect and made Gojo super clingy. He associates sweetness with Geto and, in his absence, always overdoes it. Especially after he left the school for good. Nothing fills the void.

We know Gojo became a teacher because of Geto but... Geto would have been an excellent teacher.

You see it in the way they raise kids, Gojo makes sure Megumi and Tsumiki don't simply die. They have lavish accommodations but he has no idea how to parent. I love the Papa-Gojo agenda but know he was out of his depth. He was more like a "cool" but irresponsible (read: unstructured) older cousin if anything, not a father figure per se until maybe his late 20's which was a little too late. I think Geto specifically raised Nanako and Himiko like "normal" kids (ironically, humans) instead of the in the misogynistic, classist way of traditional jujutsu society because they deserved a lifetime of young revelry after everything they suffered. It cost them their lives so maybe everything Geto touched was meant to crumble.

As a fandom, I think people like to think they met up in those ten years of separation and I do too? But, realistically, I think Gojo just kept a forlorn bead on Geto and his whereabouts, too uncertain to go to him. 10 years of absence didn't change how he felt about him though.

FAVE MOMENTS

I'm sorry but every single time Geto's Japanese voice actor purrs "Satoru"? Does that count? Allow me to do a cartwheel on a bed of nails because OH MY GOSH they nailed that. You feel the teasing, the intimacy.

Gojo acting a fool on the beach with Riko in Okinawa and Geto looking on affectionately. Geto really allowed space for Gojo to be a kid and gave him some of his youth back.

Every time Geto's facade of calm relaxed or broke entirely because something was going on with Gojo. Like checking in in Okinawa, when Toji initially got the drop on him, when Toji announced he'd killed Satoru Gojo. Every time you see what writhes beneath the surface.

Geto, in a sea of despair and perhaps a sprinkle of bitterness, still thinks to ask Haibara to bring back something sweet to share with Gojo. Attentive to a fault and crazy how Gojo still manages to occupy his thoughts in that way, even then.

Every tantrum Gojo threw for Geto. Gojo was literally stabbed and didn't break character. Gutted and killed but showed nothing until he comes back an overconfident mess. But just hearing about Geto's crimes, confronting him on the streets of Shinjuku and he's shaking with rage and disbelief. Not so confident then.

Realizing that Gojo saw the day he confronted Geto as a dark and mournful day when, in actuality, it was a perfectly normal, sunshine-y day.

The moment after Geto's dramatic ass is like "I could never smile from the bottom of my heart in this world!" and Gojo says something to immediately recant that by making him smile so genuinely. Just going to do The Worm across a busy highway.

Geto defying all reason to strangle Kenjaku despite hundreds of years without a fight from a host. Just as Gojo never forgot Geto's scent, Geto's body never forgot it's inclination to protect Gojo. Even if only for a moment.

⚠️ Spoiler warning through JJK chapter 236.

Geto's face being the last face Gojo saw before he was sealed and the first face he saw upon being freed. Then agreeing to fight Sukuna on the anniversary of Geto's death because he was sentimental right until the very end.

At the close of Gojo's life, imagining an afterlife where he sees Geto and all of the people he cares about during the point when he was the happiest. After all that time, more than a decade later and he still reflects so happily back on that era despite how grisly part of it was. Not only that but, in a perfect outcome, he imagines full blown cult leader Geto congratulating him because he would take Geto in any form over not having him around at all.

#neon asks #anon asks #satosugu #we are the strongest #head canon #anime #manga #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #geto suguru #suguru geto #stsg #jjk gojo #jjk geto #satosugu brainrot #satosugu headcanon #headcanon #jjk headcanons

[whalesforhands]

HAII NYV!! hope ur doing well!!

tbh,, i’ve been thinking. How do you think SSS trio would feel about Dyf!mc going the same path suguru did? (Yk, seeing riko die and going spiraling to the point that she leaves jjt n stuffs,,) Do you think they would try and beg her to stay? Or would they let her go willingly because they’ve always wanted the best for Mc? Also, when they see each other after 11 years, Who sees her first?

tbh ive js been having brain rot of dyf so like…a million AUs are coming to me about it at once LMFAOO. but hope ure doing well, love ur writing xx

tw: yandere

lol why does ur spelling of name perfectly describe how it’s meant to be pronounced

what makes you think you’re even allowed to leave them behind like that? what makes you think you’re even able to leave them so freely?

you won’t survive out there on your own, are you just trying to die quicker? are you just trying to make them suffer just as much as you?

you’re in pain. they know, they know. you’ll get food placed outside your room’s locked door, have all 3 of them talk to you from outside too. sometimes it’s all 3 of them hanging around, sometimes it’s just 2, sometimes it’s just 1.

it’s gojo satoru that has had enough of your slump, kicking your door down with little to no effort as you flinch from shock, hiding under your blankets when you feel the dip of your mattress, and a head landing atop of your cocooned self, letting out a disappointed sigh.

“I didn’t wanna do that, ya know? You’re making things hard.”

it’s only then that he would lay down next to your form, an arm over your waist and spooning you from behind as you start to break down even harder, taking his intrusion and hoarding the comfort he gave you in this moment.

and your door’s been broken so many times you decided to just leave it unlocked… letting him and the others come and go as they please, letting him wrap his long arms around you at every given chance, letting him kiss you on the forehead every morning he gets to spend in school, telling you that he’ll be back from a mission soon.

maybe that was how it started.

“There are no missions for you, (last name).” Yaga’s scratching his head as he flips through his clipboard, carefully scanning the words.

“W-what? Why?” Your arms are shaky as you hug a Baby Panda close to yourself, soft purrs emanating from him as you pet him mindlessly. You’ve been loitering around in the campus for… Close to 3 months now.

“I’m quite confused as well. There haven’t been any curses within your grade level as of recently—“ He pauses as he flips through more papers, eyes narrowing behind dark sunglasses. “There just isn’t—“

“Then m-may I take one above my grade? T-that would put me on grounds for promotion, right?”

“You can, but there aren’t any sorcerers available to invigilate and recommend you for promotion anytime soon. Earliest I could find one is—“ The incessant flipping of papers stop.

“In about 6 months.”

ieiri shoko lets you roam around the school campus, watching you, talking to you, trying to improve your mental health. she prods you to speak your mind, convinces you that the world outside was the one that was going insane, that it wasn’t you that felt trapped, felt cornered in here.

“The campus is where you can be safe from such things. Don’t sweat it.”

and you believe her. why wouldn’t you? she’s your beloved shoko. shoko who teaches you how to do first aid when she notices how lost and listless you’re becoming, who teaches you how to treat wounds, how to stitch up open cuts, how to stop internal bleeding… all just to take up your time. she’s patient with you, holding your hands, letting you take tea breaks with her… it’s peaceful with her. you’re at ease.

so much better than being out on field, right?

geto suguru takes his time with you. he reads your favourite manga with you, asks you about the novels you have been eyeing and wanting to buy, talks about the soba noodles he had on that one trip to nagoya... hell, he’s the one who cooks food for you and helps you clean your room when he thinks you’re getting sloppy.

“Let me do it for you, okay? You’re not looking well enough to do it on your own.”

maybe that was when you thought to yourself that, maybe, just maybe… you didn’t want to leave this place.

though, if you still have some fight in you…

out of all three of them, the one who would most probably fold to your whims and let you leave is suguru. maybe when you go limp in his arms, break down crying into his chest, go quiet when he attempts to feed you…

or maybe it was that decisive kiss under the blankets of darkness, a show of your desperation and longing for something more than this that he starts to crack, starts to break. it’s then that he finally thinks that, maybe, perhaps, he needs to let you go. he’s always been quite the emotional one.

11 years of free roam? more like 11 years of surveillance. it’s not like you were allowed to go with no strings attached, you were still standing on soil that wasn’t Jujutsu Tech ground because they’re the ones who have given you this right.

they’re the ones who let you go have fun, even letting you get a job as a regular salary worker, let you get a quaint little apartment nearby, let you live the life of a regular person.

but no, oh no. you wanted to play hero again when you saw a little girl getting chased, hunted by a curse? wanted to save a life again because that’s what you could do? wanted to do?

And you got hurt from your decisions?

let’s just say you’re in for a bad time.

#dyf au #satosugu x reader #ieiri shoko x reader

[froggoon]

˚✧₊YUTA'S GIRLFRIEND⁺˳✧༚

A short one-shot where Yuta meets you at your cafe.

★ pairing: Yuta x f!reader ( slight Yuji)

★ wc: 1.33k

After Rika, Yuta never thought he would find love again. Rika was his only friend and he held onto her for so long. He was a shy, awkward guy and barely could talk to a girl. But you were to easy to converse with. He had met you at a cafe, your cafe. You owned the Blue Cat. a small cafe that Yuta swears is the best in town, and not just because he liked you.

Yuta came into your cafe for lunch after a mission feeling tired and hungry. He had been going on nonstop missions for the last 2 weeks and was feeling isolated from his friends. Occasionally he would see Maki and Inumaki but only briefly before he had to go. So when he met you and experienced your kindness, he became enamored. He had ordered a BLT sandwich and a black coffee before sitting by the window looking at the sunset. He didn't know how long he stayed there but he didn't feel like doing back to Jujutsu tech, fearing he would be given another mission. After a while, you approached his table with a soft smile and a cupcake. "Hey, I'm (y/n). This is on the house, you look like you needed it." You started to move away when a firm grip held your hand in place. "Wait...stay." Yuta was a little embarrassed, he was never the bold type but he needed some company, and your friendly face was the first he'd seen in a while. You were shocked but sat down. You thought he was cute, with his panda eyes and soft demeanor. He learned a lot about you, your favorite things to do, the desserts you like, and how you came into owning the Blue Cat. He could listen to you for hours.

"Oh my god, it's closing time." Most of the customers had already left, it was only you and Yuta. "Oh, I'm so sorry for keeping you here." Yuta apologized. "No worries, I enjoyed talking to you... feel free to stop by more often. Let me give you my number!" You ran behind the counter to a pen and scribbled your number on a napkin to give him. After saying goodbye you two parted ways, but it wouldn't be the last time Yuta came by, he would come by every week, then, twice a week, then every day.

It wasn't long till Yuta and you started to date. He was the best boyfriend, always texting you updates on his mission, making time to see you before you closed, and occasionally going on dates. The last date you two went on was to the countryside to a flower field and he picked you the largest bouquet! You could say he was a romantic.

Yuta had begun brightening up, and everyone could see it. No longer was he like a sulking shadow, but he began walking with more confidence and starting more conversations rather than just saying hi.

"Maki, doesn't Yuta seem different? He seems happier" Panda noted. He Maki and Toge were having lunch in the courtyard.

"Your right, he even smiled at me the other day, like a big smile." Maki agreed. " What do you think Toge? "

"shake." Toge nodded.

They went on to gobbling their lunch before Gojo tried to join them.

Meanwhile, Yuta had just come back from your cafe passing the trio. "YUTA!!!! hey, where are you coming from" Panda said wrapping his arm around Yuta.

"Oh, I'm just coming back from the Blue Cat!"

"Wait I heard that place is really good, have you tried the sweets there? Panda I've been saying we should go !" Maki shouted.

Yuta scratched his head and blushed "Yeah they're super good I love the red velvet cupcakes. I go pretty often"

"And you've never invited us!" "Sorry Maki, how about we all go Saturday! I don't have a mission" Yuta was going to go Saturday anyway and then sleep at your place, but It couldn't hurt to bring his friends, you've been wanting to meet them anyway.

The next day Yuta was super busy he didn't have time to stop by Blue Cat so you decided to make him lunch and bring it to him.

Walking around Jujutsu tech you looked for the dorms to surprise him. Maki noticed you enter and kept her eyes on you, what was a non-sorcerer doing here? You looked innocent in your pink summer dress and cafe apron but one can never be too sure.

"And you who are you?"

You let out a scream and almost dropped Yuta's lunch. There was a girl with glasses and green hair staring into your soul. You felt a little intimidated by her, but it was obvious she was a strong person.

"Im uh bringing lunch for my boyfriend... he said he dorms here."

Maki saw " Yu <3 "written on the bag you were holding and assumed you were looking for Yuji. You were super pretty and just Yuji's type, shy boy Yuta never even crossed her mind.

"Oh my bad sorry, the dorms are that way," She said pointing in the opposite direction you had been walking. Little did you know you were walking towards the freshman dorm. As you approached the dorms Yuji had come out of his room. "Oh, hi there" He greeted. Maki was right you were super cute and totally Yuji's type. "Are you a new student here?" He said approaching you cooly. "Oh no, Im-"

"She's here for me," A familiar voice said, wrapping its hand around your waist.

"Y-Yuta! You scared me" You said turning around to hug him.

"Dang it the cute ones are always taken," Yuji said before returning to his room.

Giving you a kiss Yuta spun you around before snuggling his face in your neck. " I've missed you today, thank you for coming my love." You blushed and kissed his head "Of course Yuu, let me take care of you." Yuta looked up and saw a mischievous glint in your eye before dragging you off toward his room.

Saturday could not come sooner, after Yuta told you about his friends visiting you were so excited. He told you all about them and how they helped him with Rika and adjusting to school.

Yuta, Maki, Panda, and Toge headed to the Blue Cat.

"I'm so excited! I heard their desserts are the BEST. Im going to buy one of everything, and you better not eat it Panda..." Maki glared at Panda, last time he ate all her pastries from Paris Baguette.

They all sat down near the front of the cafe and began gushing over the menu. You had just finished putting a batch of muffins in the oven when you walked over to meet the group. "Hi, welcome to-" You were interrupted by Maki shouting " Hey your Yuji's girlfriend!! We met the other day." You were shocked she thought that, but you hadn't told her who your boyfriend was. Maki continued to tell everyone how you had brought Yuji lunch and it was so cute. You looked to Yuta for an explanation but he was looking down. "Ah.. Maki, you misunderstand" You said waving your hand in the air. You didn't know if Yuta was the jealous type, but for now, he was silent. Suddenly Yuta looked at up with a smile on his face "Actually Maki." His chair squeaked on the floor as he stood up. Yuta wrapped his arm around your waist. " She mine. " Maki, Panda, and Toge looked up in shock.

"No way! She's your girlfriend...but she's so pretty." Maki shouted.

"Shake."

" Congrats Yuta." Panda approved.

You took this as an opportunity to kiss Yutas cheek. " We met at the cafe since he came here all the time. Yuta's very sweet to me." You looked up at Yuta adoringly. He did treat you well. Before Yuta, you were struggling to get out of bed each morning, running out of ideas for desserts, but after you woke up each morning excited to text Yuta and things finally felt right in the world.

"In fact, I have a surprise for you guys. " You walked back to the kitchen to retrieve the new dessert you've been working on.

Coming back out you revealed a pink and white strawberry cake with heart-shaped sprinkles.

" This is my newest dessert! The Yuta special !"

#jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu yuji #yuta okkotsu #okkotsu yuuta #yuuta x reader #yuta x reader #jjk x y/n #jjk x you #jjk x reader #yuji itadori #yuta x y/n #yuta x you #jjk fanfic #jujutsu kaisen fanfic

[thebibutterflyao3]

Day Eleven - Break @sapphicmicrofics

April Daily Series - 635 words

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When Dorcas emerged from the loo a few minutes later, she was fine. Not quite calm, but fine. Whatever “demon” – as Pandora called it – came over her when she tried to break her scotch glass was gone.

As she passed the bar, she realised that a small crowd had gathered. Dorcas stopped abruptly and turned back. There were several terse voices talking over each other, and one was Regulus’s. He didn’t normally participate in confrontations unless Pandora was involved.

“Mind your own, Regulus,” Narcissa snapped, retaining her grip on Marlene’s arm. “This has nothing to do with you.”

Regulus’s response was quiet, but the implied threat sent a chill down Dorcas’s spine. “Cissy, I won’t ask you again. Let her go.”

“No.”

Suddenly, Marlene winced hard and the entire group exploded. Dorcas was shoved aside by Lily when Pandora launched herself at Narcissa with a blood-curling screech. A loud slap echoed through the pub. James appeared from the centre of the throng with one arm tightly wrapped around Regulus’s waist and the other around Marlene’s. Both were loudly protesting their capture and struggling to get free.

“I hope I rearranged her fucking cheekbones!” Regulus growled, flailing at a nonexistent opponent.

James appeared to be fighting back laughter while Marlene cursed him out with what sounded like poorly pronounced, slurred Spanglish. Dorcas pointed at the door and he nodded in silent agreement. As they disappeared, she turned toward the row. Lily held Pandora back by the shoulders, but was struggling to keep hold of her. Narcissa remained on the stool cradling her cheek with both hands. Her eyes were glazed over as she glared at the feisty blonde cursing her entire bloodline.

“Pandora,” Dorcas warned, moving to stand at her side. “Leave it.”

When Pandora glanced up at her, the fire in her eyes flared bright. “I know where to hide a body.”

“Save it. She’s not worth the effort,” Dorcas replied flatly.

Narcissa turned that intense glare on her now and it prickled uncomfortably where it travelled over Dorcas’s skin. When Dorcas didn’t respond, she pressed her lips into a thin line and scowled.

“That’s enough.” Lily circled her girlfriend and pushed her shoulders rather than trying to pull. Her Welsh accent thickened as she ordered, “Now, both of you get out of here before security shows up.”

Pandora reluctantly allowed herself to be pushed away, but pointed at her eyes, then Narcissa’s and mouthed, “I know where you live.”

Dorcas followed her calmly, ignoring the gaze that stabbed her back. She had plenty of practice putting posh girls in their place in boarding school and refused to feed Narcissa’s ego by glancing over shoulder as if she feared retaliation. She’d learned long ago not to feed the trolls.

Once outside, Dorcas was delighted to find James managing the chaos gremlins just fine. He’d flattened Marlene against a wall with his back and held Regulus hostage against his chest. The trio looked ridiculous, but they’d calmed a bit once they were immobilised. Marlene was nearly hidden by his bulky frame, only her hands flailed around his shoulders.

“I underestimated you, James,” Lily said, grinning as she led Pandora toward him.

Regulus wriggled wildly. “Are you alright, Panda? James, let me see her!”

James shrugged and let Regulus loose, clearly unbothered by the entire situation. “I’m used to it. When we were little, Pete or I had to sit on Marls to keep her out of trouble if she was on one.”

“Get off, you giant lump!” Marlene grumbled, shoving helplessly at his shoulders. “If that cunt goes after Dorcas, I swear to—”

Dorcas cleared her throat and cut her off. “I’m fine.”

Marlene stilled, then lifted up onto her tiptoes to peer over James’s shoulder. Her cheeks flushed pink when their eyes met. “Oh, right.”

Next Part>>>

#marlene mckinnon x dorcas meadows #marlene x dorcas #dorcas x marlene #dorcas meadowes #lesbian dorcas #marlene mckinnon #lesbian marlene #slytherin skittles #marauders era #marauders women #james potter #regulus black #lily evans #pandora lovegood #dorlene #dorlene microfics

[succikko-draws]

Was suggested to draw fursonas for the Pain paths and it kind of got out of hand

The Pain paths furry is a chimera of all the summons of the animal path.

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Image 1: A digital drawing on a blank background of the Ame trio as anthropomorphized animals wearing their first akatsuki uniforms. Yahiko and Nagato are dogs and Konan is a bird. Yahiko has orange fur with darker hints on the paws, he's leaning on a sword and has a hand on Nagato's shoulder, smiling with his eyes closed. Nagato is a red dog with hair covering his right eye, he's smiling and standing between Yahiko and Konan. Konan is next to them as a blue bird, still with her signature hairstyle and flower. She has orange eyes with slit pupils and long eyelashes, small eyebrows over them and purple eyeshadow. She has a short and big yellow beak and her cheeks are red. She has wings instead of arms and is extending one showing white feathers underneath the wings.

Image 2: A digital drawing of Konan and Nagato as the same furries but older, after Yahiko's death. Konan is wearing a long turtleneck tunic split at the waist in the front, crossing her wings over her chest, looking stern. She's facing the left side. On the other side is Nagato, he's only wearing black boxers and is very thing, the black chakra receptors planted into his back and arms. He's sitting on his knees, doing the snake handseal. He looks deranged and angry, showing his teeth, he's bleeding from his mouth and nose and some blood is staining the ground. He's facing the opposite direction than Konan.

Image 3: A digital drawing of the paths of Pain as one dog based chimera with 6 arms, combining all of the animal path's summons on his limbs. He has a panda paw, a centipede leg at the end of an arm, a bull front leg at the end of another arm set on the ground, a chameleon hand, a crab claw and one normal dog like hand which fit the rest of the body. His feet are a bird leg and a rhino leg. He has a long dog tail and green wings. On his shoulder are the 6 paths' heads, like an hydra, all looking mad and gnarling. He has chakra receptor all over the body and on each limb. A spiky collar is on his neck is attached by three cables pinned down to the floor with black spikes. He's shirtless and only wear light blue pants. /.End ID]

#nagato pain #ame trio #pein #konan #konan akatsuki #yahiko akatsuki #yahiko #ame orphans #nagato uzumaki #anthro #furry #i made weird funky furries for jojo and you bet your ass i was going to do it for nart #it started with the frogs now we're here #naruto #naruto shippuden #naruto art #naruto fanart

[heyimmochi]

presenting: the fate trio 🌙

from left to right:

sisyphus — red panda, actual ghost 🌤️

peaches — elf, sleazy pirate thief 🏴‍☠️

arnie — demon, short for Arnonath ❤️‍🔥

haven’t drawn some of these fellas in at least 2 years! really fun to give their designs a lil refresher

#furry #furry art #furry fandom #anthro #anthro art #sfw furry #art #fursona #furries #sisyphus #peaches #arnie #dnd #d&d

[cassiefromhell]

Cursed Creatures: Chapter Three, "Damn The Curses, But Damn The Humans Too"

Chapter One Chapter Two

fanbase: jjk

S. Gojo x Reader x Sukuna

Summary: Maki has informed you of a serious threat: three special grade curses, and completely unexpected, at that. Now, you have to go and deal with them: and get the kids the safety.

WC: 4.3k

Warnings: fighting, injuries, slightttt gore

A/N: Requests are open.

Three § Damn The Curses, But Damn The Humans Too

The veil shudders as I pass it, allowing my curse form to slip through. My tail slinks along behind me as I sprint in, as I’ve gone full true form - lean and muscled and tall.

I adjust the curtain to only allow the three second-years in or out. I don’t want these curses slipping out, nor any extra sorcerers intruding.

I come across Inumaki first, coughing blood and doing his best to fight off a smaller curse. He’s half keeled over, but still on his feet.

Activating Sukuna’s technique, Dismantle, I exorcize the curse with a swift wave of my hand. It crumbles and vanishes.

“Inumaki,” I yell, sprinting to his side and taking one of his arms. “I’m tagging you all out. Can you get to the veil on your own, or will you need assistance?”

Inumaki gives a shaky thumbs up, turning and limping to the veil. 

I nod to myself, one down. Sprinting further into the graveyard, I leap over headstones and graves, shooting out tendrils of my energy to search for the others.

My energy snags on a presence, indescribable past that. I stumble, nearly faceplanting, but catch myself on a tombstone. I shudder, raising my hand and activating two mental lines: Panda and Maki.

You two, I shout down the lines. Locations. Give me a signal. 

Dirt is thrown into the air to my right, and I leap in that direction. I round two corners, and come face to face with Maki, Panda, and all three special grades.

A humanoid curse with a patchwork face and blue hair, and a sick grin.

A volcano-looking asshole with a yellow and black-spotted cloak.

A white, alien-esc curse with black lines and a wrapped shoulder.

Panda is down, and Maki stands at his feet, defending him against the trio as best as she can.

“Maki,” I say, training my eyes on the curses. “You three are done. Meet Inumaki outside. Help is on the way.”

“Are you—“ she coughs, looking from me to the three. “Sure? They’re—“

“I’ve got it,” I crack my knuckles, raising both hands in a fighting stance. “Leave.”

The three have shifted their attention to me, and the blue-haired one squeals in delight. “Ahh, the legendary {Y/N}, how exciting.”

“Well, you know my name,” I purr, stepping closer and blocking the two students as Maki drags Panda away. “What’s yours?”

“This isn’t the mission, Mahito,” the volcano guy starts, grabbing patchwork’s arm. “We should report back now that we have what we need.”

I scan the three, trying to figure out what exactly it is that they have. I senses just keep dragging me back to the patchwork one, and I snarl.

“Hand it over.”

He laughs, really laughs at me. “As Sukuna’s princess, you really think you can just get away with anything, hm?”

And that’s all it takes to snap my patience.

I vanish from their sight, using Essence to mask my scent and Energy. I reappear directly behind the patchwork curse, and swiftly slice off an arm, then warp myself into a tree.

The presence I felt has followed me, and I look down at the stitched arm in my grip. I peel the fingers back, and cough out a gasp as I come face to face with a Sukuna thumb. 

The three act immediately. Spikes of flesh are spiraling after me, followed by tendrils of splintering wood and bubbling magma. I hiss, jumping from one tree to the next, skillfully evading each attack. My priority now is taking care of this finger — I can’t let these nobodies get their paws on it.

One of the spikes lands a hit straight through my thigh, and I snarl. It locks me in place for an incoming branch attack, and it leaves me no other option.

“Domain expansion,” I hiss, bringing my hands together and making a bow shape. “Huntress’s Forest.”

The graveyard melts away, thick black trees beginning to spiral out of the ground. Tall bows that are nearly my height hang from branches, only accessible to me. Deer sprint through the woods, flooding every path with wildlife, bright flowers, and millions of curses that I’ve captured.

The trio yells as they’re bombarded with thousands of attacks from the curses in my arsenal. However, they fight back well, shredding plenty of them to purple bloodied ribbons.

I sit up on the top of a tree, pulling a dagger straight out of its trunk and beginning to sharpen it. I raise a hand, and all attacks end, leaving the three curses injured and standing in a small clearing.

“I want names,” my voice booms across the domain. “Your names. And everyone you work with and for.”

Patchwork bites out another laugh. “Well, aren’t you cute? Thinking you can domain us and we’ll just bend to your will. You’re hardly a special grade, and I have a feeling you’re a one or two trick pony.”

I raise a brow. “How many techniques do you think I have?”

“You’re half human, and only have whatever power Sukuna allows you. I’d bet on two.”

I snort, giving a little shrug. “Sure. Why don’t you try to break out of my domain, hm?”

Patchwork turns to the volcano asshole, elbowing him. “Use Coffin of the Iron Mountain. Put this bitch in her place.”

The volcano man remains silent.

A sly grin spreads across my face, and I cock my head to the side. “Speechless? Is Sukuna’s Whore a little more powerful than you had anticipated?”

“My name is Jogo,” he whispers, finally flicking his eyes to me. “And I’ll make a pact with you.”

I raise a brow, halting the sharpening of my blade. “Oh?”

“You release us three. In return, you keep the finger and we will owe you a favor of any size. You may call it in only once, to any curse we work with or for, however it must be something that can de done immediately, and will not involve the curse exorcizing themself.”

I click my tongue, tsking at them. “So many conditions. Are you really that desperate to escape my clutches?”

“Yes,” the third finally speaks, in a language even my ancient ears barely understand. “Mighty Queen of Curses.”

I frown.

Maybe I’ve accumulated enough power to be called that. Either way, I don’t like it.

“I’ll accept your pact, if none of you ever call me that again.”

“Done,” Jogo confirms.

I drop my domain, and the trees sink back into the ground, sky lightening once more as my wildlife dissolve. The three curses are gone in a flash, and I roll my eyes, slinking to the grass.

Once my feet are on the ground, I murmur a quick prayer to respect the dead that were trampled on this afternoon. The veil is still standing, and I head towards the street. 

The moment I exit out of the thick black curtain, I release a low whistle. Outside, there’s three black academy cars, multiple Jujutsu Sorcerer investigators, two ambulances — one with Inumaki, the other with Maki — a small field medical team, and Gojo and Nanami leaning against the hood of my car, speaking to the three first year students. 

The entire street flinches as I step outside, surely in the presence of the Sukuna finger that I now hold up in front of me. The veil rises behind me, vanishing into the sky.

“Someone come and take this before it leaves burn marks on me,” I drone, and an investigator immediately comes to my side to swipe it out of my grasp. They don’t like me being near the fingers, for fear that I’ll eat them or some shit.

Once that’s done, I head for the ambulance with Maki in it. It doesn’t seem like she’s going to be taken to the hospital, more like just looked over and hydrated.

I ignore the five and a half pairs of eyes on me from the direction of my car, hopping into the ambulance where Maki is sat up on a stretcher.

“How’re you feeling, kiddo?” I lean against the doorway, tilting my head to the side. 

“Fine. You saved our asses back there.”

“I’m proud,” I say, walking to her side in order to extend my hand and pat her shoulder. “You called for help when you realized that dealing with the situation on your own wasn’t feasible, which is one of the most important parts of being a sorcerer. Furthermore, you watched Panda’s back when he was down, holding your own against three special grades. I don’t care what your ID card says. In my eyes, you’re a semi-first grade sorcerer, well on your way to advancing to first grade.”

Her eyes water for a moment and then she blinks quickly, sniffing and giving me a serious nod. “I’m honored by your words.”

I smile, sitting on the side of the stretcher and holding my arms out. “Come here, kiddo.”

Maki leans forward, throwing her arms around me and pushing her face into my neck. I stroke her hair.

“If you ever need anything,” I continue, patting her head, “I’m here. Girl talk, womanly advice from a girl who’s been her for a millenium — anything, kiddo. Come to me,” I pause for a moment. “And you lasted the longest, so you get to drive the car.”

“Ahem.”

I release the green-haired teenager at the cough, turning to face the intruder. “Polite as ever, Nanami.”

“They want your report,” he gives me a long once-over as he holds out a clip board and pen. “You should probably get that leg checked out.”

I glance down, remembering that I was speared through the thigh. There’s a hole in my navy uniform. It seems to have shredded my flesh, given how much it’s bleeding — though in this form I’m anatomically full curse, so my blood vanishes before it can hit the floor. 

“Aw, shit, I was hoping it would kind of just heal itself,” I grumble, getting up and taking the clipboard and pen, hopping out of the ambulance. I completely ignore the way a wave of pain hits my leg in response to the impact. “Thanks, Nanami. I’ll write my report.”

“This should be considered overtime,�� he says, following me as I walk to my car. “You came out here to supervise, and were ill informed of the scope of the mission. You were expecting maybe a first grade or two, not anything like this.”

I chuckle, hardly looking up from the clipboard as I scribble down the details of what happened. “I know, right? I’ll make the academy pay me extra. Although, they’ll probably object after they see the bill from this morning’s shopping spree.”

He steps in front of me, and I finally spare a glance at him. His blond eyebrows are nearly up to his hairline, and shockingly, he’s lacking his usual glasses. “The academy allows you to use their money for shopping?” 

“Mhmmm,” I laugh, putting a hand on his chest. “I’ll take you shopping one time, on their dime,” I wink, “they do anything to keep the big scary curse at bay.”

He cracks a tiny, itty bitty smile, turning on his heel to face forward once more. I go back to looking at the clipboard, flipping over the paper and detailing the curses I saw. I write at an incredible speed, putting some extra curse energy into my pen strokes.

I can sense when we’ve reached the car, and I stop, but keep my nose buried in my work.

“Can she even hear us?” Nobara asks, and my energy picks up on her nudging Fushiguro.

“I’ve never quite figured that out,” Gojo replies. “If you focus, you can feel her energy. She can sense we’re here, but I’m not sure how cursed energy works for sense-wise for a curse. Not sure if she can hear or see us.”

“Oh, she can hear us, isn’t that right princess?” that familiar third voice chimes in. It makes my spine stiffen, and I momentarily halt my writing. “See?”

I raise my pupils to glare at the mouth on Itadori’s cheek, and I throw him my pen. 

“Drive that into his mouth for me. That’ll shut him up.”

A stray thought crosses my mind — Sukuna is finally getting to see that ‘true form’ he had begged to lay eyes on. Although, right now I’m bloodied and disheveled.

“Oh, so moody,” Gojo purrs, peering at me over a pair of sunglasses. He has my car keys in his hand.

“Made me lose my focus,” I grumble, reaching for my keys. 

He pulls them away, up over my head. “Oh, you’re not driving. Not with that blood fest.”

I scowl, glancing down to my leg. “It’s already healing. It was bleeding much more earlier. It’s no longer dripping, and it just stings a little,” I hold out my hand, palm up. “Keys.”

“No,” he grins, folding the keys into his fist. “I think I’ll drive.”

“You just want to drive my sexy ass car.”

“You can finish your report on the way.”

“Over my dead body.”

“I think I can convince you,” he purrs, putting a hand on my hip.

I remain stone-faced. “No. You can’t.”

I’m not entirely sure how we got here, but Gojo is driving.

My car seats five, but on top of Gojo and I, Nanami and the three students needed a ride back to campus. 

Therefore, the first-years are in the back and I’m up front on Nanami’s lap. Neither of us particularly mind, considering that we share a bond over hating work and he agreed to help me with the form.

“Why do they make these so cryptic?” I grumble, leaning against the door. “And why do they keep wanting to know what techniques I used? They know I won’t tell them.”

“When’s the last time you slept?” Nanami asks, looking over my shoulder at the paper.

“Sleep is for mortals.”

I feel an extra eye on me, followed by a parting of lips.

I whip my head around, giving Itadori my best glare. Him and the first years were in the middle of watching Nobara — sitting in the middle — play some game on her phone.

“Itadori,” I hiss, pointing to the eye and mouth on his cheek. “You shut him up before he says something I won’t like.”

Nobara presses a button on her phone, and the trio slowly looks up to me — to my eyes, which I’m sure are glowing now.

“Damn,” the ginger girl murmurs, giving me a quick once over. “You’re scary as shit.”

“For real,” Itadori squeaks, covering the half-face with a hand.

Fushiguro and Gojo snort, causing me to scowl and look to the latter. “What’s so funny?”

“The more a person knows you,” Gojo starts, tapping the wheel. “The less scary you look, and more… how do I put it… angsty, with a side of slightly grumpy old curse?”

I stare at him for a very long moment, deciding whether I want to let my car be collateral damage in the earth-shaking attack I wish to unleash.

“You’re so lucky we’re in this fucking car,” I breathe, taking a deep inhale and pushing it out through my clenched teeth as I turn back to the paperwork.

He shoots me a heart-fluttering smirk, eyes sparkling with amusement under his glasses.

“Why were you asking if I’d slept?” I ask Nanami, resuming my leaned-against-the-door stance.

“Because your handwriting is off. And you don’t typically ask so many form questions,” he replies, pointing to a particularly lopsided letter ‘j’.

“Huh.”

“She does need sleep,” Sukuna’s voice chimes in, as it nearly did earlier. “Or she’ll get grumpier and her mortal body will wear down like normal.”

I don’t look up from the line I’m writing, but I murmur under my breath. “Itadori, I told you to keep him quiet.”

“Sorry, I’m trying— I can’t find the mouth—“

“Stomach,” I murmur.

There’s a rustling of fabric, and then Itadori snorts a short laugh. “How’d you know that?”

“You should start to be able to pick up on where they spawn with time,” I deflect the question. “The skin tightens a bit, and you can sense where his soul’s energy has planted itself in order to make the mouth in the first place.”

“Yeah, Itadori,” Nobara mocks. “Sense it. It’s not that hard.”

I melt back into my work, hoping to get it done before we reach campus.

“How do you know so much about the mouth thing?” Itadori asks, leaning forward to stick his head between the two front seats.

“Because I was like you,” I raise a hand, showing him the back of my palm. I force a mouth to open there, and speak from it. “Possessed when I was fifteen, by a curse of my very own emotion.”

“Woah!” Itadori grabs my hand, looking at the mouth. I let it melt into my skin, slowly looking over at him from the papers. “Did you force that?” He asks, flipping my hand over again.

“Yes.”

“But you don’t switch personalities or anything? No voices in your head? Just you?”

“Indeed. I can work with you, if you’d like. It’s extremely doubtful that you’d end up merging with Sukuna, and for your sake, I hope you don’t. But I can show you how to access more of his energy,” I press my free hand to my abdomen, where Athalia’s energy resides for my usage. “With more fingers, you may start to access his techniques.”

He nods, leaning back into his seat.

“Focus on your work, so you don’t have to go overtime,” Nanami grumbles, nodding towards the clipboard on my lap.

I nod, working on my last report paragraph. “Does anyone wanna go shopping?” 

Nobara gasps, taking the place where Itadori just was between the front seats. “I’ll go! If you pay.”

“The academy pays. I need to get my uniform tailored anyway.” I finish my reports, tossing my clipboard onto the dashboard and turning on Nanami’s lap in order to face everyone properly. 

“You shopped this morning,” Gojo chuckles, but turns to get off the highway and head into town. 

“That was for getting my Sukuna job done. This is for having to swat a trio of special grades. Fushiguro, do you wanna grab two more Switch controllers from the GameStop on fifth ave?” I nod toward the two new first years. 

He nods, a grin flashing across his face. “Are you gonna show them who’s the boss?”

“Hell yeah. I call Princess Peach.”

Nobara’s eyebrows shoot up. “You play Mario Kart?”

“She’s excellent at it,” Gojo jumps in, pulling into a parking garage. “Even though I had to show her how to hard reset her phone yesterday.”

The students start laughing, and Nanami stifles something that I’m sure is a snicker. 

I groan, “Okay, well they changed it. I used to just hold the power button, and now it’s all up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, start.”

“How can you remember that but forget that google exists half the time?” Fushiguro asks, completely straight faced.

I stare at him for a moment, then burst into laughter myself, dropping my head into my hand.

Gojo pulls the car into a spot and puts it in park. “Alright, everyone out.”

I climb off of Nanami’s lap, grabbing my sunglasses from the glovebox as I go. I shift down into my full human form, shuddering as my injured leg twists into shape. However, it heals with the transition, and I give it a little shake.

“You shouldn’t change forms when injured. It really grates on your cursed energy,” Sukuna adds, opening a mouth on Itadori’s neck once more.

I glare at Itadori for a very long moment, waiting for him to shut the Curse King up. The boy doesn’t seem to even notice the mouth, talking to the other students about homework or some mortal child shit.

When he doesn’t notice my stare, I huff, speaking to the extra mouth in an ancient tongue. “I’d rather not be literally invisible to normies while shopping. Also, you should keep your mouth shut.”

The mouth laughs, and that turns Itadori’s attention to me. He parts his lips, then glances down to the mouth on his neck, and covers it. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine. Like I said, it’ll get easier with time,” I slide my sunglasses on, pushing them up my nose. “For now, try to keep him from convincing me towards slitting your throat.” A feline grins breaks across my face, not considering that the boy is likely not used to my darker sense of humor.

Hands are on my waist before I can stop them, and I yell as Gojo hoists me up onto his shoulder.

“Gojo!” I shriek as he lifts me, gripping his hair once he’s settled me onto his shoulders. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Carrying you,” he smirks up at me, eyes glittering. “You shouldn’t walk on that leg.”

“I just healed it. Now, if you don’t mind,” I try to pull off of his shoulders, but his long fingers have wrapped around my ankles. “I’ll steal your technique.”

“No, you won’t,” he chirps, and starts walking out of the garage.

I accept my fate, grumbling to myself nonetheless. I close my eyes, allowing my mind to begin to slip away while we walk.

“Hey,” Nobara’s voice cuts into my thoughts, and I look down to her. “I’ve just realized something.”

“Hmm?” I adjust my sunglasses, idly running my fingers through Gojo’s hair.

“Why is it,” she starts, glancing between everyone in the group. “That he’s Fushiguro, he’s Itadori, he’s Gojo, he’s Nanami, but I’m Nobara? Why are you first-naming me?”

I open and close my mouth for a few moments, trying to come up with an answer.

“Hey, why do you call me Gojo?” the man under me asks, cocking his head to the side as he peers up at me. “Why not Satoru?” It’s not the first time he’s asked me this question.

“I’m usually Megumi to her,” Fushiguro adds, shrugging. “I don’t know why she’s gone back to Fushiguro.”

“Because I’ve been on this earth for a thousand trips around the sun,” I spit out an answer, scratching the back of my neck, “so I can call you people what I want. And I’ve known Megumi since he was tiny.”

“You’ve known us for a decade,” Gojo gestures between him and Nanami, pouting now. 

I pick at a speck of invisible lint on my shirt, avoiding eye contact.

“A decade isn’t very long, to us,” Sukuna jumps in. “You’re practically a child.”

Gojo glances up at me, a wide grin hitting his face. “Is that why it took eight and a half years to convince you to-“

I clamp a hand over his mouth, shaking my head in warning. Gojo had practically groveled at my feet since the day he met me, sliding innuendos and flirty lines to me every chance he got. He was fifteen when he started trying to get me in his bed, and I only relented after a particularly difficult curse mission three years ago, when he had helped me save a few student’s lives and the only favor he asked in return was to get a chance at pleasuring me.

As it turned out, he was very good at it. And I found myself going back for more.

And now, Gojo is my best friend. Who I fuck. Nothing more.

“And you’re still an arrogant little shit.”

The students break into laughter, Fushiguro straight up punching Gojo’s infinity barrier.

“Let’s shop,” I grin.

Not thirty minutes later, I’m alone with Gojo. The students have gone off on their own, and Nanami got called to another mission, so Gojo and I are sitting in a coffee shop. 

Which is a little funny, because I don’t eat or drink like humans do.

Gojo sips at a coffee, his stunning blue eyes flicking around the room from behind his sunglasses. He observes everything: the barista, the window leading to the street, me, the book in my hands, my sunglasses, the slice of cake in front of him, back to me, to my shirt, to my hands, to my temporarily human ears, to the book—

“You keep looking at me,” I murmur, my own pupils remaining glued to the pages of this book I picked up. “Spit it out.”

He pulls his sunglasses off momentarily, greeting me with those sharp, turquoise eyes of his that damn near glow in the dim shop lighting. I catch his look in my peripheral vision, but the blurred angle is enough to tell exactly what he’s doing.

“Let me take you out.”

That gets my attention. My head jolts up from my book, promptly colliding with the wall behind me. I mutter a string of curses, raising my hand to cover the sore spot. “I think I misheard you,” I murmur, sparing a glance up at him.

His expression remains uncharacteristically serious, and he tilts his head slowly. “Go out with me.”

I sigh heavily, dropping my book with a thud. I cover my face with a hand. “I thought we were past this.”

“I stopped asking when I got you into my bed, because I thought that’s all I wanted,” he breathes, reaching out a hand to tuck a piece of hair behind my ear. “You completely ignored me for hours this morning. I’ve decided I don't like that.”

“So you ask me out?”

“You are the one thing I’ve never been able to have. Today, I realized that it drives me absolutely, utterly and irreversibly insane, and—“

“You’re not thinking clearly, Satoru,” I declare, interrupting him with a firm tone. I push his hand away from my face carefully. I rise, snatching my book and tucking it under my arm. “Today was a long day. You can take the kids back with the car.”

“You called me Satoru.” His hand catches my wrist before I can leave. He looks at me with those eyes, those damned eyes, and I fear that if I stay any longer, my firm resolve will simmer into nothingness. 

“I’m rejecting you,” I breathe. “Let me go.”

He does, and I leave him there with something like hurt staining his beautiful face.

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#gojo x reader x sukuna #jujutsu gojo #jjk gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu sukuna #sukuna ryomen #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #curses #curse reader #x reader #female reader #first person pov #cassiefromhell

[badxsshottiexllie]

Plotted starter for @spoocys-glade-of-dreams

Ellie, riding her hover bike, was on her way to her rebellion groups hideout which was located outside of Eden. She needed to discuss what had happened to her the night before at the United of Eden. Originally, the woman had gone there to relax. However, there would be a series of events that would occur that said otherwise. The woman not only got to rescue Eden's biggest celebrity, but also got herself involved in trying to help his friend who was in a situation that was beyond her control.

"Whats the password?" A male voice said behind the door.

"Cabbage is perfect to eat in the dry heat." Ellie responded.

"Hey! Hows my favorite isekai protagonist doing?" The door opened to reveal a panda hybrid named Steven. Since he was a big fan of anime, he often referred to her as an isekai protagonist, someone who is randomly sent from one world to another.

"Oh hey Steven, pretty crazy shit happened last night. I wanted to see if mostly everyone was here to talk." The woman replied.

"Yeah, unfortunately, most of us are just doing are own thing today. So its just Cody, the boss, you and I here today." After Steven said who was here, you could see a teenage human named Cody playing a gaming PC. You could also see the boss, a human woman around Ellie's age named Natalie, reading a book.

"Sup Ellie, how did last night go?" Natalie asked, putting her book down.

"Hey boss, uh...well...thats what I wanted to talk to everyone about..." The redhead scratched behind her head.

Natalie got up and gently nudged Codys shoulder so that he could listen too since he was wearing headphones. "Ellie's got something to tell us."

The teenager took off his headphones and looked into Ellie's direction and gave a brief yo in greeting.

"So last night, I went to the United of Eden to relax. Well...I thought that was going to happen. I stopped a fight from happening there. You'll never guess who I saved..." There was a bit of a pause before she revealed who it was due to awkwardness. "It was none other than everyones favorite poster boy himself....Rayman..."

"WHAAAAAAT?!?!" Steven, Natalie, and Cody said in unison. They couldn't believe what they just heard.

"But why? You do know the risks involved in associating with him right?" Natalie told her.

"Like that hasn't been drilled a million times in my brain before. But I couldn't just stand there and do nothing. He needed help. Anyway, theres this other part of it where he asked me to help his friend Mona Lisa, whose in a situation thats beyond her control."

"Mona Lisa as in...the famous painting? That Mona Lisa?" Steven asked confusingly.

"Not to be confused with the painting of the same name." The redhead corrected. "Its her stage name and believe it or not shes a limbless like Rayman. But thats not the important thing right now. Shes in a situation involving Hoyt Volker. Do you guys know who he is?"

The trio had a mixture of pale expressions and disgust. Natalie, however, was the one to speak up between the three.

"Human trafficking." Natalie spoke softly. "Murphy told me about it. Its really gross."

"Murphy? Whose that?"

"Hes someone who works with us but hes from another resistance group like ours. Hoyt Volker offers good paying jobs but its disguised as selling them to Eden for work or other crime bosses."

"No way..." The gingers eyes widened at this new discovery. She needs to tell Rayman this asap! This was huge! "Boss! You are a live saver, thank you!" Ellie gave her boss a big hug and stormed out the door.

The rebel hopped on her hover bike making her way back to Eden. Once she got back safely and into her apartment, she made sure to give Rayman a call. "I wonder if he'll pick up..."

#spoocys-glade-of-dreams #this was extremely long due to multiple npcs but you do not have to match length #human trafficking tw #long post #cut for length #captain laserhawk au #let me know if you want me to change anything!

[weirdmarioenemies]

Where do you think we go when we die?

Somewhere nice? Somewhere horrible? Somewhere in between? Do we go anywhere at all, or do we just start anew? I’m not asking for my own sake, I’m not concerned about that, really. I’m just wondering for someone I once knew...

Where are you now, Tetris Friends? I hope you’re happy, wherever you are.

We may never be able to go back in time to May 30th, 2019 to tackle the farmer before he was able to shoot Tetris Friends behind the old barn. But we can always celebrate its life, dangit! Let’s look at some of my favorites from the vast selection of Tetris Friends premade avatars! It is so easy to get lost in all these silly creatures...

First, let’s just appreciate the Tetromono. The humble cube. The basis of nearly all these avatars! So much, from so little!

So here we have me being predictable! I see a funny crab, I am delighted, it is as simple as that. I love how simplistic it is, all it really needs is eyes and claws and you know it’s a crab! Or maybe it’s a lobster, and I’ve been mistaken all these years...? We will never know! But I am inclined to say crab since it is compact.

This funny ant is cute too! It has its very own abdomen behind the cube, and maybe even a thorax hidden between? I also like its cute little x mouth between the mandible. Like the anus of a cartoon cat. The only animals allowed to have an anus!

And look at this octopus! Look at that face! It is so cute and it does not know what is going on around it. It will say “Hwuh? Ok!!!” but not really mean it, it just wants to be done with the conversation and get back to looking at a cool thing in front of it!

That’s enough of regular animals, though. MOST of these icons are weird combinations of the features of the standard animal ones, like a Picrew! How I wish there was an actual Picrew for these.

These three are like a trio to me, all sharing the same face, and I like it! Quite  a cute face! I think I used the panda-looking one at some point, but now my favorite of the three is the one with elephant toes and a rhinoceros tail. Just a sprinkling of creature attributes.

This one is really funny to me! It looks like an Octonaut. It would be like an alien of ambiguous taxonomical placement, but then the snout is so mammal. Mammal who didn’t get the memo to have whiskers over antennae!

Most of the avatars are unique combinations of features, but these pig-nosed, shark-finned cubes are situated right next to each other, and are recolors of each other! I can only assume they are siblings. They will teach Mario and Luigi a new Bros. Technique!

This poor one just ate something yucky. You could use this to communicate that you, too, just ate something yucky! In another world, instead of emojis, people would direct each other to their Tetris Friends profile, where their current avatar would display their current emotion. Too bad we’re in this world. Where Tetris Friends is dead.

Now let’s look at some holiday exclusive ones!

For Thanksgiving we get a Meat On Bone! Would you eat the meat of a Tetromono? Doesn’t HAVE to be the leg. Maybe you would prefer some Tetromono Breast.

There are also TWO pumpkins! A Halloween pumpkin, of course, but also a Thanksgiving pumpkin with a goofy face! I think this may legitimately be the first time I’ve seen a pumpkin with a face for Thanksgiving! This one teaches me that unlike Halloween ones, Thanksgiving pumpkins have real flesh inside!

Of all the Christmas ones, this Gingerbread Cube is just so darling. I bet it’s so cakey! I would love to eat it. If it is alive, then, sorry!

Easter includes this delighted Half A Hard Boiled Egg. I am so amused by this! I guess just an egg on its own isn’t that visually interesting compared to this, but they really went all in on depicting the texture. Fascinating.

And lastly, Tetris Friends did collaborate with another property for some licensed avatars! Just one, ever. It was Ice Age.

Represent yourself with Scrat Girlfriend Cube!

#tetris #tetris friends #not mario #funky friday #mod chikako

[mana-jjk]

this is so good. ok so it seems like toge did not take yuuta leaving to study abroad very well. I wonder how that conversation went.

Also I am obsessed with fashion student nobara. I'm curious how the main trio become friends

thank you !! 🥺

study abroad:

• so the last thing i want to do is make toge out as being too dependent. the reason why he struggled so much is because of a variety of factors weighing on him. his family life, his unhappiness with college, losing a close friend for a year, guilt at his scholarship, isolation from classmates who couldn’t understand sign, etc.

• that being said, yuuta was completely against the idea of going abroad at first.

• it was a proposed study abroad/internship that gojo and shoko helped set-up for him without really consulting him first (gojo lol). but it was also a really good opportunity under the guidance of a traveling anthropologist, miguel, who had medical connections in africa.

• maki immediately pushed him to do it, saying it would be an insult not to take advantage of every opportunity. med school is competitive and he needed every advantage and connection on his side. she was obviously going to miss him, though she’d never admit it out loud, but her ambition is what has fueled her for her entire life.

• panda was less passionate about it, and a lot more expressive at his bittersweet reaction. but he grew up around academics with no perception of time, so he was full of encouragement and promises.

• toge’s immediate reaction was pride for him, he was always trying to tell yuuta how amazing he was and this was just a product of his work. he tried to ignore the heavy pit in his chest, the way his eyes burned every time he thought about going a year without seeing him.

• for yuuta the thought of leaving his friends to an entirely different country was terrifying. what if they found new friends they liked better than him? what if they forgot him? what if everything was different when he came back? he was terrified, and anxious, and everything in between and at night it felt like he couldn’t breathe.

• it’s toge with his awful sleep schedule that finds him huddling under a blanket at an ungodly hour. face pale, eyes dull, knee bouncing with a mind of its own. and despite the way toge wanted to tell him just to stay, he never could bear to see him suffer.

• so he ignores the way his hands shake, he pulls the blanket up just enough to hide alongside him, and traces into the palm of his hand, ‘what do you want?’

• and strangely enough, he’s the first one to ask him that. it’s enough to send him to tears, shoulders up to his neck, and head bowed with a sniffle.

• “i want to do this,” he says, “but i don’t want to leave, i want to stay with everyone. What if you forget all about me?”

• ‘you think one year would be enough for us to ever forget you? stupid. we encourage you because we love you, but we’ll be counting down the days until you come back,’ toge hesitates before softly reminding him, ‘how could i ever forget you?’

• by the end of it, yuuta runs out of tears to cry and promises to buy a better phone so they can facetime.

• if they hug for a little too long at the airport, not even maki gives them grief about it. they even get a calendar designated, ‘days until yuuta is home.’

the first-year trio:

• so i do have some grief about how exactly these kids would have met. and i know for sure that yuuji is probably the gravitational force here.

• so if i had to break it down, i would say that megumi probably noticed yuuji right away, but was too emo to approach him. they probably shared a pre-requisite class that yuuji struggled in and then noticed how smart megumi was. cue yuuji bombarding him, pleading for help and basically dragging him into helping him. from there, yuuji eventually attached himself to his hip, especially after meeting his dogs.

• they met nobara halfway through the semester. completely on accident, on their way back from a study session that accomplished nothing, to see her threatening someone with a hammer.

• to say they were shocked is downplaying it.

• it turns out the guy had tried attacking her first. but as per her heated explanation, she happened to have a hammer from one of her projects in her crafting bag that she busted his knee cap with. then proceeded to yell at him for the next ten minutes until they passed by.

• they helped her move the guy to the nearest police station, and yuuji insisted on walking her back home. she gave him a scrutinizing glare before shoving her bag into his hands, to which he took with minimal complaint. from there she decided their presence would be beneficial enough, though she complained about megumi’s resting face.

• i absolutely love nobara getting to do fashion design and marketing, i think she would be such an unhinged creator.

• she has every social media possible, posting pictures of both the outfits she creates and the crazy marketing strategies she employs.

• she still wants to model, and insists her style is completely unique. she even hammers metal into her functional fashion that she boasts with a crazy grin.

• yuuji once offered to model for her and she gave him such a disgusted look that it physically wounded him lol

• it’s actually meeting maki and toge that inspires her. she designs so many outfits for maki that her closet actually starts to fill with something other than training equipment. meanwhile toge does have some interest in fashion and is genuinely interested in her work. he’s one of the few men she tolerates and actually has asked him to be her reference for male attire, something that makes yuuji give her a kicked puppy look.

• anyway toge is actually her bestie because he’ll spend hours talking about her designs, and also do the dance trends with her. she already decided the day she and maki have a child that he will be the god parent lol

whew, thank you for the asks !! i always talk way too much so this might take a hot minute to go through them, but i truly appreciate the interest !! 🥺🫶

#inumaki toge #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #yuuta okkotsu #inuokko #ottoge #maki zenin #nobara kugisaki #itadori yuuji #megumi fushiguro #college au

[enderon]

Was thinking bout that Ice Bear and Ferb comparison again and realized that the main sibling trios from both shows actually fit each other very well.

Grizz & Phineas: Optimistic, defacto leader of the group, nice and tend to give most people the benefit of the doubt, a bit emotional and socially unaware (can't always tell when people are upset, especially with them) - big difference is that things always go right for Phineas and he's pretty universally liked while things usually go wrong for Grizz and not many people really like him

Panda & Candance: The 'voice of reason', very socially anxious and cause problems for themselves by trying too hard in social instances, most romantically driven of the three, most likely to try and stop the other two from doing things (Candace getting the boys busted and Panda trying to keep Grizz and Ice Bear from embarrassing him/causing problems)

Ice Bear & Ferb: Don't speak very much, stoic one of the three, more flamboyant than their stoicism would lead you to believe, hyper competent in a variety of fields, most commonly identified in their fandom as being autistic

#we bare bears #phineas and ferb #wbb grizz #phineas flynn #wbb panda #candace flynn #wbb ice bear #ferb fletcher