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sunoorintarou · 4 months

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Catharsis: Christmas Special

Phos!Reader x Teen!Gojo Satoru and Teen!Geto Suguru

Warnings: Gojo - centric, usual angst, fluff if you squint, major character death, dead bodies, set in 2006, lots of talks of politics, death, murder, trauma, morals, etc, borderline bullying? (Satoru is a jerk), self - blaming, grief, and all it's stages, trouble processing and understanding emotions, Gojo is seriously just his own warning

Notes: Merry Christmas!!!

"You're weak. Why do you bother being a sorceror?"

Satoru's words make you freeze, eyes widening at their bluntness. He doesn't react, however, because in his mind, he's simply telling you the truth.

You're weak. He's known that from the moment you set foot in this classroom almost three months ago.

He doesn't understand why Suguru and Shoko seem so fond of you. All you do is get into trouble, injure yourself, and make it everyone's problem to save you. You can't fight, your Cursed Technique is subpar, not to mention that you're annoying.

Stepping into battle like some sort of self-righteous hero knowing full well that if a curse so much as touches you, you'll crumble. Literally. That's another thing he finds annoying about you. How easily your skin chips and cracks like porcelain revealing an ocean of Phosphophyllite underneath.

You can't lift anything heavy, you can't fight, you can't help out without injuring yourself, you're clumsy, you're annoying, and the list could go on.

What he finds the most annoying about you, however, is your soft voice going, "Gojo - san, are you alright? You look tired", "Gojo - san, you should rest, you don't need to use your technique so often", "Gojo - san, you haven't eaten yet, so I brought you this, I hope you don't mind".

Gojo - san this, Gojo - san that, God. You drive him crazy. How do you manage to see through every front he puts up? Every act? Even Shoko and Suguru can't see through it, and yet you have the audacity to call him out.

You're a liability in battle, and you're practically useless, more like the team's overglorified mascot. So, for the life of him, Satoru doesn't understand why everyone likes you so much. Even Nanami, his grouchy underclassman, doesn't seem to mind you.

What annoys Satoru the most, however, is the tug his heart feels when he looks at you. Because no matter how he tries to deny it, you're growing on him like a parasite, and a part of him wishes he was as close to you as they were.

"I am weak." You agree, seemingly taking no offence to Satoru's question. It's just you and him in the classroom. You're standing at your desk, bag still in hand, and he's sitting a desk, two desks behind yours. Shoko and Suguru are still on their way, and he's taken this opportunity to ask you what he's been dying to.

Satoru's eyes widen at your response.

"If you know you're weak, why do you try so hard? It's kind of pathetic, you know." His brows furrow, glasses sliding down his nose bridge as he tilts his head.

"I- because, I'm selfish, I guess." You say softly.

There it is again. That annoying soft tone of voice that makes his chest hurt whenever he hears it.

"I know I'm weak, but I want to keep trying. I want to fight. One day, I want to be able to repay everyone for everything they've done for me. Yaga - sensei, Shoko, Suguru, Ken, Yuu. Even you, Gojo - san. I want you to be able to rely on me. I want to be able to protect innocent people like you guys do. So I hope you can bear with me for a little more, Gojo - san. I'm sorry for being such a burden, but I promise I'll pay you back." You say earnestly, looking Gojo in the eye.

Satoru's eyes widen, and he's silent for a moment. Before he bursts out laughing.

You suddenly feel embarrassed. You were being serious and heartfelt, and all Gojo does in response is laugh.

"What's with that? Did you quote that from an anime?" He cackles, hitting the desk with one hand and holding his stomach with the other.

"I- I did not! I was being honest!" You defend, feeling the heat tinting your cheeks.

"If- if you really want to repay me, buy me something sweet from the vending machine." Satoru stutters between fits of giggles.

"OK, I'm on it." You nod, turning on your tail to leave the class. A hand grabs your shoulder, stopping you.

"Where are you going?" Satoru asks, leaning down to look you in the eye.

"The vending machine?" You reply, brows furrowed in confusion.

"You're going now?"

"Yeah? I'll be back really quickly."

Satoru scoffs, but there's a smile on his face nonetheless.

"Really? I'll time you then. You have 5 minutes." He challenges, smirking as he tilts his head at you.

"5- 5 minutes?" You stutter, eyes wide. The vending machine was on the other side of the school. There's no way you'd make it back in 5 minutes.

"Yeah. The clock is ticking. Didn't you say you'd pay me for saving your butt all those times?" He mocks.

Satoru's eyes widen as you put down your bag, determination clear on your face.

"I did. I might not be back in 5 minutes, but I'll be back in less than 10!"

"Hey, wait-"

And with that, you've rushed out the classroom, leaving Satoru absolutely bewildered. As he sticks his head out the door, watching you run and almost slip multiple times, Satoru thinks he's figured it out. He understands why Shoko and Suguru keep you around.

You're amusing. And he wants to get closer to you.

Unfortunately, things never go as planned. And if Satoru had known the outcome before, he would have tried to get to know you much sooner.

Things change quickly when you're a Jujutsu Sorceror. People come and go, live, and die. They change, they evolve. People grow apart, and people grow closer.

Regardless, it's not a pleasant feeling when you lose someone close to you.

Gojo Satoru had never thought the day would come when he'd feel regret. He was the strongest, after all. Everything he wanted he got. The world was his oyster. Money, power, good looks, everything. So it's safe to say that loss was also a new concept to him.

A feeling he decided he'd prefer to live without.

It hurt in a way he couldn't explain. He felt as if he couldn't breathe, as if there were something heavy on his chest. Almost as if he were having an out of body experience but could feel whatever the stranger he saw when he looked in the mirror felt. Pain. Anger. Despair.

Cold and light. That's how your body felt in his arms. He couldn't bear to look at the white cloth covering it. This, this couldn't be you. This body in his arms, the broken shards of its head cutting into the cloth.

Yet it was still vivid. Amanai Riko running out and finding him, letting him know that you had died saving her. A bullet straight to the head. Pushing her into Suguru's arms and telling him to run with your last breath. Riko's tear filled face as she begged for him to help Suguru because she couldn't bear to have anyone else die because of her.

Since then, he's felt numb. It hasn't faded. The coldness in his skin, the haze of his reality, brain clouded as it was forced to process the events that had taken place.

"Suguru... should we kill them all? I probably wouldn't feel anything right now."

Did he say something? The words don't register in his mind. Was that his voice? Raw and soft.

Them. The higher-ups. If only he had known earlier that they were supportive of your death. That there was a bounty for your head somewhere.

He didn't know why. He didn't know anything. You had kept so much to yourself. Just what were you dealing with alone? All this time, smiling wide, eyes always sparkling, hiding everything behind your carefree, happy - go - lucky persona.

You didn't deserve this. You of all people. You weren't weak. You were sweet, kind, caring, and selfless to a fault.

This was not you. Lifeless in his arms. You were never this cold.

He remembered it, how warm your hands were all those time your fingers brushed his forehead to check if he was well, when your fingers brushed his whenever you handed him something, how warm they were when you held his face in your hands and scolded him for being reckless. He remembered it vividly.

What would you say if you saw him now? The exhaustion in his face, the blankness in his eyes, the way his- his hands were... trembling?

He could hear your voice, clear as day.

"Gojo - san! What happened to you!"

"You should really take care of yourself more, what were you thinking?"

"I don't care if you're one of the strongest! You're a teenager. Right now, you're just Satoru, and you're going to learn to be kinder to yourself. You- you don't deserve this."

What did Satoru deserve? Was it really kindness? Care? Gentleness? Love? He had messed up. If he had been stronger, he could have saved you. If he had been stronger, you wouldn't be dead in his arms.

What was the point of awakening his powers when they weren't there when it mattered? What was the point of being the strongest if he couldn't protect the people he cared about? The people he loved?

What made matters worse was finding out the higher-ups were happy you were gone. The people that had singlehandedly been the cause for his suffering. His. Suguru's. Shoko's. Yours. Those filthy old bags who only thought of themselves.

What would really happened if he killed them all? Would it really be such a bad thing? Weren't they supposed to be the pillars of the Jujutsu world? The elders for people to look up to and learn from. A symbol of hope, something, anything even remotely positive, beneficial to the future of the young next generation of Jujutsu Sorcerors?

All they had done was applaud the death of someone innocent. A teenager. A child. How dare these self-righteous ba-

Your hand falls from the covers of the white sheet, hanging limply.

Satoru's brain goes blank. A pale arm, an empty hand, and familiar phosphophyllite fingernails.

"No need. It's meaningless." Suguru's voice is low, as if the reality that you're gone hasn't hit him yet. His eyes linger on your hand. The palm that patted his back, the fingers that ran through his hair, the hand that was so warm in his.

Before he can stop himself, he finds his own hand grasping it. It's cold. He drops it like the contact physically hurt him.

"Without the higher-ups, the Jujutsu world will go up in flames. And even if they die, there's the possibility even worse people will come into power. Killing them won't bring her back either."

His words don't make sense, even to him, but Suguru utters them nonetheless. The look in Satoru's eye is enough to tell him that if he doesn't do anything, today will mark the beginning of a massacre. And although he feels the same anger Satoru does, Suguru's moral compass, as well as his understanding of the type of person you are... stops him.

"Meaning... huh?" Satoru repeats.

The Satoru in front of him is not the Satoru Suguru knows. The playful, snarky, overburdened boy replaced by something else. Something unfamiliar. Something... cold.

"Do we need that?"

Suguru hesitates for a split second. The girl in Satoru's arms is just as unfamiliar. A bubbly, bright, kind girl replaced by something else. Something unfamiliar. Something... almost sinful. A shell. An empty shell. The existence it harboured long gone. A disgrace to the being it had once been.

"Yeah. It's very important... for sorcerors."

Your corpse wouldn't decompose. The crystallisation forming a perfect seal to your body, and perhaps that's why they can't bring themselves to immediately bury you.

Clinging onto the false hope that perhaps you'd wake up, bounce back like always. Familiar head of teal hair poking over Suguru's shoulder, a second softer set of footsteps padding behind Satoru's, a warm hand flinching at the touch of Shoko's cold ones.

It's sickening. How quiet everything has become in your absence. How the shadows seem darker due to the absence of your light.

Perhaps you wouldn't know it, but your death was beneficial in a way. Suguru spiralled into depression but your words of the past kept him strong, and somehow, he managed to graduate with Satoru and Shoko.

They left an empty seat between them at graduation. Your certificate is still in Shoko's office to this day.

Your warnings and nagging that reminded everyone of their mother saved Haibara's life. You had always told them to never accept missions alone, and it was thanks to your words ringing in his head that Nanami became paranoid while Haibara was out on a mission. This led to him going out to check on Haibara and ended in him saving his life.

It was almost idealistic how almost everyone graduated that year. A rare thing in the Jujutsu World to have so many young people survive.

Satoru jokes its because you took on the unwanted burden and closed the gates of Heaven yourself. You always did. Eating the bitter parts of his food that he didn't like, letting everyone choose first when Yaga gave you rewards, not touching your food until everyone had started eating. You always took on the unpleasantries so that everyone else could live without knowing suffering.

Why did everyone deserve happiness except for you?

Why did everyone deserve to live except for you?

"Gojo - Sensei."

"So even Sensei sleeps, huh?"

"Of course he does. What kind of nonsense is that?"

Satoru's eyelids flutter. He pulls up his blindfold, his vision coming into focus as he sees a blurry image of his students.

For a split moment, he's in high school again. He's in his second year, and he's sleeping before class. He hears soft footsteps approach him. Feels someone lean down near him, but he's not scared. Not even annoyed.

Rather, he plays dumb and waits in anticipation. There's butterflies bursting in his chest, a smile pulling at his face that's hidden in his arms. Smirking at the familiar scent of yuzu and caramel engulfing his senses. He'd chosen it, after all.

"Gojo - san? Wake up, class is about to start."

"Gojo - sensei!"

But when his visions focuses fully, he realises it's been 12 years and his beloved students have visited his office.

"Oh, he's awake!"

There's a red rim to Satoru's eyes, but it's almost unnoticeable. He smiles before pulling his blindfold back down.

"Please don't fall asleep after summoning us all here." Megumi states.

Satoru stands up, and Yuji and Nobara are quick to fight over who gets to sit on his chair.

"What are you smiling about?"

It's today. By 4 that morning, Satoru had found himself sat in front of a familiar grave. He was always the first to visit. He brings a bouquet of white heliotrope and places it on the grave. He crouches in front of it, his blindfold tucked away in his pocket.

"Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy Birthday, dear Y/n. Happy Birthday to you."

If there's one thing Satoru wishes, it's that he was able to tell you his feelings truthfully while you were still alive. It's unhealthy, but he finds himself uttering the same three words on every occasion to a stone in the ground.

If only he could have seen your pretty face while he uttered them in person.

Satoru doesn't know if he believes in the afterlife, but he hopes you're listening. And maybe, just maybe, you're screaming at the top of your lungs, repeating the words in hopes he'd somehow hear.

"It's nothing."

A lie. Because deep down, Satoru knows he's thinking about a certain place, a certain person.

Maybe in his next life, he can finally go home to you.

#houseki no kuni #jjk angst #jjk x hnk crossover #land of the lustrous #phos!reader #catharsis #hnk x reader #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #platonic getou suguru #gojo satoru x reader #jjk gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru angst

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cairafea · 9 months

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houseki no kuni brainrot doodles. ichikawa please release the new chapter soon the hnk countdown twitter account is gonna run out of pages to attach to each tweet

#houseki no kuni fans how are we handling the chapter drought #houseki no kuni #hnk #land of the lustrous #lotl #phosphophyllite #hnk phos #art #my art #doodle #ichikawa really combined the two most aesthetic themes (gems and space) into a monstrous masterpiece of a manga huh #i really liked lapis-phos' design can you tell #i also really like baby phos' design their green is so <33333 #that's MY emotionally unstable prosthetic-having frankenstein's monster-like theseus ship of an enby character #gem hair... oh gem hair i love you so but why are you so hard to draw.....#non-hnk readers please go read hnk. you are going to be emotionally destroyed by themes of mortality/immortality/loss/body horror #no funnee commentary this time because. well. Post-Moon Phosphophyllite.#no watermark or signature #don't commit internet crime by reposting but if you wanna be a cyber criminal at least credit me #first time writing alt text please evaluate it

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sunsburns · 3 months

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OUR BF LUKE COMES BACK TO US THIS WEEK WHO ELSE CHEERED??

#luke castellan #loba spills her guts!#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x y/n #luke castellan x you #wow i wish luke was real #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan angst #luke castellan oneshot #luke castellan fanfic #percy pjo #pjo fandom #percy jackson spoilers #percy and annabeth #episode 6 #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pho di

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astralnymphh · 5 months

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Would eille edge the reader with a Starbucks sugar cookie latte

Unfortunately NO because ellie is boycotting!! she don't fw genocide 💗💗 still edging you though.

#ellie williams #⤹𓍢ִ໋aestras asks #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #✰ . .bird phos

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plagueoffools · 3 months

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I saw that you write for land of the lustrous so i was thinking hat maybe you could write moon phos and a lunarian reader??

"GOD BLESS MY FLOWER, LET IT BLOOM FOR THE WORLD TO BEHOLD AND LET IT NOT BE SO COLD."

(REQUESTED) MOON! PHOSPHOPHYLLITE / LUNARIAN! GN! READER

LAND OF THE LUSTROUS

[ slight ANGST ] 799 WORDS

[SEMI! HC AND SCENARIO FORMAT.]

⸺SONG// the perfect girl by mareux //

Moon Phosphophyllite is a gem of much curiosity, going through far and wide to busy his head in somewhere it shouldn't be. This is no surprise when you manage to catch his eye, though you take the form just as similar as all the many lunarians that he has become familiar with. He cannot seem to place where the source of his intrigue and fascination with you has originated from.

⸺Perhaps, it was the fact that you brought him back to a past. A past where he was not so burdened with the responsibilities that he holds today, he reminisces in memories filled with grassy bedding unlike the smooth surface of the cold floors he walks upon now.

⸺Though phos is a gem of confrontation, he finds just as much relief in glancing at your form from a distance as well. He decides in this one instance that he won't headbutt himself into the situation like he always does instead he'll simply just -stalk- watch you.

⸺He's a gem who has known helplessness like the back of his hand, like a familiar foe who he fights off every time he watches you slip past his peripheral vision or a familiar friend who he invites back when an unsettling void has settled inside of him.

⸺In his days of stress, he can't help but find relief in this odd -obsession- fascination he has harboured for you. A subject to take over his mind when he need not to think most, an object to pry his eyes away from visions he does not want resurfacing.

⸺ After a short amount of time ( he's a gem with a patience as low as his hardness ), he goes around subtly asking his fellow gems and lunarians. One time being as desparate enough to seek information of you from the admirabilis. Perhaps it was your odd nature, you had an aura of enigma that a curious person like he was magnetised to.

⸺ Sometimes, he finds himself searching for your presence in every room he walks in subconsciously. Sometimes, he even finds himself at places he has heard you frequented usually with a look of expectancy. Amongst the tall artificial meadows and gardens that overlook the scenery of kumera.

He discovered that you were a botanist of some sort, retrieving plants of varying kinds from earth and documenting them by writing encyclopedias. However, the plants retrieved from earth dies sooner or later due to the lack of oxygen that was supplied.

So you started to pursue a new project. To grow authentic plants on the moon, ones that could replicate the beauty and vibrancy the ones on earth held. Of course, it was discovered that the experiment had a difficult time progressing due to the moon's contrasting nature compared to earth's. Even though the meadows he stands in hold a serene view of vibrancy and colours, he'd find that after wandering through, a green house of sorts. The green house houses a view of solemnity, wilting petals are scattered on the floor as they slump.

Tragic, he mused at the odd division separating the tall moon flowers swaying along his movements and the wilting brown of the earth's flowers inside. However your form sticks out the most amongst all the slumping flowers. Your slouching form almost resemble the wilting flowers that you have encassed yourself with, unlike theirs your vibrancy never withered nor your beauty. ( That's what he thinks at least )

He reminisce back when he was tasked the same, almost wishing how he should've gone through with the job and gain some extensive knowledge just so he could find a reason to strike up a conversation of sorts with you.

Though with the overwhelming situation at hand, he finds it difficult to indulge himself in your presence. Usually being taken from here to there for this and that.

However he'd find that he wasn't the only one with a keen eye for engimatic figures,

With colours like the convolvulus tricolor plant, a true morning glory he was. You found yourself eyeing the gem often, it really wasn't your fault. How could you deny such an inviting glance? You were well aware of the effect you had on the gem, though you weren't aware of how deep the depth of this effect went.

It was still quite a comedic situation, peers would confront you one after another about the inquiring gem and it only brought a smile out of you after each one. It was only fair to reciprocate the interest he has showed, you were just as interested in the byronic hero as he was in you after all.

Unfortunately, work's calls and demands will not go unanswered. Though you walk in the same garden, you both have different paths to travel upon.

#moon phosphophyllite x reader #moon phosphophyllite #houseki no kuni x reader #houseki no kuni #land of the lustrous x reader #land of the lustrous #phosphophyllite x reader #phosphophyllite #moon phos x reader #moon phos

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thegoofy · 9 months

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Okay so hear me out, moon phos with a lunarian reader, like them meeting on the moon or some shit and they surprisingly get along well and wow boom fall in love

OMG TYSM FOR THE REQUEST I love moon phos <//33

Moon Phos x lunarian reader ♡

Warning : manga spoilers <3 (+ mentions of that man....)

You've been dreadfully going through your day to day life, doing the same thing, feeling so incredibly apathetic and numb, but despite that, a cheerful expression was always plastered across your face, since well, emotions are like diseases, if one person is upset, it gets passed around.

That is until one day, you catch a glimpse of the catch your fellow comrades carried to the moon, a whole gem! Most unusual.

As you look at the unfolding scene from a distance, strings of gold slash through each and one of them, you take a few steps back in shock and quickly hide behind a wall, before observing a conversation between the Prince and this new gem. Just a moment after the gem turned their attention fully on Enma, they caught a glimpse of your figure staring at them from behind a wall, which made you flead behind it completely, almost immediately.

It took not too long until you both saw eachother again, as you were assisting them with their new outfit, their head was turned to the other side in hopes of hiding their flustered state, the gentle softness of your hands was something Phos hasn't experienced in centuries, given the fact that you were nothing but kind to them, made them even more nervous.

After a while, you both had a pretty good relationship, you'd share information with eachother, as you helped Phos get accustomed to the life on the Moon, they shared stories of what they could remember on Earth.

Soon after, you could notice visible changes in Phos' behaviour, they weren't as .... themselves as usual, which lead your worry to request a private meeting with the gem. (They probably came 3 hours earlier than the set time hehehhe)

The gem tensed up from their seat as they noticed you approaching them. They greet you politely as usual with a close eyed smile. Before they have a chance to react, you had wrapped your arms Phos' head, gently pushing it closer to your chest and resting your cheek on top of their head, with one free arm, you gently stroked their hair. Phos just stood there, it took them a moment to observe, then feel, then react. They let out a shaky breath before looking up at you.

"- (N-name)-"

"- It's extremely sudden, yes... But it's just that .. I worry about you, okay?.. I know things haven't been particularly great with the rest of your gems, but ... I'll always be here for you, because you're... Very important to me."

You gently tighten your hold on the gem as you finish speaking, you felt their golden arms wrapping around you and pulling you equally closer, they buried their face in your neck while continuing to share a very loving embrace with you. You knew that someone getting this close to Phos wasn't a part of his plan, but you couldn't care less, you truly cared them and couldn't bare to see them suffer from all the things that have been thrown to them. You were there for them, and they were there for you, such a beautiful bond, perhaps could change the rest of the story completely.

(AN: omgom that was like the first fanfic I've EVER written, so apologies if it seems rushed ''^^ , thank you for reading through and I wish you a great rest of your day ❤️)

#hnk #houseki no kuni x reader #houseki no kuni #phosphophyllite #moon phos #phosphophyllite x reader #hnk x reader #land of the lustrous #land of the lustrous x reader #lotl #lotl phos

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love-hol1c · 10 months

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Can you write lapis head/moon phos with a human s/o headcanons please? :0 Or them having a crush on a human, anything works lolol

ask and you shall recieve! im sorry if the headcanons are a little rushed im playing a horror game as we speak!! ;sob; (also quick disclaimer every now and then ill switch up the gem pronouns from they/them to he/him and vice versa cause thats the only prns they have and i cant choose what to pick)

[moon laphos x human!reader/so] [BEFORE RELATIONSHIP / FIRST TIME MEETING] - when he first met you he was like, shocked and confused. - how is an ancient being still alive?!?!?!?!? - he'd def be fascinated by your uniqueness, saying some stuff like you're similar to an admirabillis or so - "..so you managed to live in the moon as a human?? and you've been here longer than me, too?!" - you both probably met in the moon so he was confused as to why your outfit/suit looked 'tacky' or so - when he realized humans had to eat, breathe, all that other stuff, he was even more shocked - once you get closer, they'd def panic if you have been eating or sleeping or well, doing anything a normal human would do yet cause he doesn't want anything bad happen to you - eventually they get super paranoid to the point where they need you with them at all costs, and anytime possible - you got a scratch on some part of your body that started bleeding? immediately thinking it's the end of the world - "[NAME]!! NO YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!!!" - probably starts crying gold alloy a lot to the point where his face cracks cause hes just a paranoid and worried gem :"( - you have tell them that you aren't dying and he's just like "o..oh.. okay..." (he'd still be worried) - confessing to you, he probably took advice from aechmea cause the lunarian prince himself already told him he was feeling no ordinary feeling and thats how he realized he was 'inlove' (raghh) [DURING RELATIONSHIP] - he'll definitely be clingy, as much as he hates to admit it - theres always an alloy shield at the ready for you, just in case anything bad happens - in your free time, phos just likes to be with you, either cuddling you or hugging you - now though for you its like hugging a statue, for phos its like hugging a really soft object and they love it - would be paranoid to bring you anywhere the includes him fighting the earth gems cause he doesn't wanna see you get hurt for no reason - he would flirt with you, but if you flirted back he'd be super flustered - just looks away or hugs you - "you're so sweet, [NAME]..." - would be incredibly sweet with you, telling you 'i love you's and all that sappy stuff in private cause well, they love you a lot - anyone who hurts you will get scolded, or worse- - overall theyre an overprotective gem and just doesnt wanna see you get hurt cause you're fragile <3

#hnk #hnk manga #moon phos #land of the lustrous #houseki no kuni #phosphophillyte #x reader #houseki no kuni x reader #houseki no shitpost #so silly

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st4rph0s · 1 year

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hi could you do anything with phos (lapis) ? if not , dw!! thx^_^

𝙋𝙃𝙊𝙎»𝙡𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙨«𝗫 𝙂𝙀𝙈 𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍/𝙂𝙣 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧+ 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘

𝗛𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗣𝗁𝗈𝗌

☆.𝗪𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗣𝗁𝗈𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗟𝖺𝗉𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾,𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇

☆.𝗪𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝖽,𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝖼 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗋

☆.𝗧𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌/𝗛𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐?...𝗢𝗁 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅,𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝖾\

☆.𝗧𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗋𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝖿𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 "𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍? 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖼 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐? 𝗇𝖺𝗁,𝗂 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗌𝗈"

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝖽𝖺𝗒

☆.𝗪𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗟𝖺𝗉𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖻𝗋𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎,𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍,𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝗉𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗆

☆.𝗜𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆,𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝖿𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐,𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌,𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝖽𝖺,𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗁𝗎𝗀,𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌,𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽,𝖼𝗎𝗉 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋,𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝖽𝖺 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗂𝗍

☆.𝗬𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋,𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗣𝗁𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗍

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗗𝗂𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗇𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌,𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗗𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗂𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗇𝗌'𝗍 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾

☆.𝗛𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆,𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋,𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾,𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋

𖦹•𝗛𝗂 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗇 𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗌𝗈 𝗂 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇,𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 :𝖣

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Phos X Gem Reader

“Hey Phos, are you willing to help me out with these boxes?” Rutile asked Phos who was wandering around the school.

“Huh? Sure.”

Phos slowly walked their way to one of the boxes and groggily picked it up. Rutile looked over with an annoyed expression as Phos tried to make it clear to Rutile they weren’t feeling good.

“Whats gotten into you?” Rutile finally said.

Phos laid on the box and reached their arm to the air.“Oh, Rutile, I had done something so dumb!” Phos exaggerated.

“Just get with it already.” Rutile sighed.

“I made G/N upset…”

Phos slumped down to the floor in a fetus position. Rutile examined the poor gem’s figure. It seemed as if Phos had not gotten a single sleep at all.

[Riiiiing…]

“Eek! What the heck was that for!? You’re supposed to comfort me!” Phos backed away from Rutile who was now holding a hammer with a blank expression.

“Oh…right. What did you do to make them upset?”

Phos looked down in embarrassment for a minute but soon gained the confidence. Their eyes meeting Rutile’s expressionless face.

“I told them I was gonna fight out there with the rest of the gems.” Phos said.

Rutile did not respond but instead looked at Phos with yet no expression. Phos moved around awkwardly, fidgeting with their fingers. The silence between them was soon broken.

“You’re kidding, right?”

“Why would I be kidding!”

Rutile grabbed a box and placed it on the table.

“Look, how about you go talk it out with them, ok? I mean, with your low hardness you are for sure not the one who’s suitable to be out there. I can see why they’ll be upset. They care about you and your safety; I’m sure they wouldn’t want to lose you.” Rutile said.

Phos looked down in shame. Rutile was right, G/N did really care for them. In fact, they might be the only one who’s actually been concerned for them. Especially during that time when Phos got devoured by a big slug.

G/N was absolutely distraught with the news they received that day. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to go tell them that they have nothing to worry about.

“Alright!” Phos got up with pride and joy. Their hair and eyes shining brightly as Rutile huffs and puts the boxes in the shelf before Phos ran to look for their beloved gem friend.

“Thanks for helping.” Rutile muttered in a sarcastic tone before continuing their work.

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G/N was on duty to patrol and keep lookout for any unwanted visitors. Their (E/c) eyes skimming through the sky. They walked through the grassy field and waved at any gems from afar, though, their mind was stuck on a certain someone.

“G/N!”

A sudden voice came out of nowhere in which made G/N completely come back to reality, but unfortunately their reaction was a bit late.

As soon as G/N turned around, a huge crack can be heard from both the gems who had made impact.

“Ah, sorry…” Phos mumbled looking at the crack that had been formed on G/N’s forehead. Phos grabbed their now broken arm that was laying on the grassy plain.

“Be careful, you could’ve damaged yourself even more, or worse, be in the eyes of the lunarians!” G/N pulled Phos up to their feet and pulled them closer, looking out for any enemies. They couldn’t risk any harm being done to them.

“Why are you out here?” G/N questioned Phos.

“A-ah, well, I wanted to go talk to you about yesterday.” Phos looked down to their feet, their eyes darting back in fourth to G/N and the ground.

G/N furrowed their eyebrows but relaxed and smiled. They put their hand on the young gem’s shoulder, squeezing them.

“How about after patrol?”

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The color of h/c lit up the room as the jellyfish swim in the small wooden bowl. G/n was already in their white night gown and waited for Phos to appear on their doorway. Their eyelids heavy as bricks as they try not to fall asleep.

G/n had a feeling that maybe Phos wasn’t gonna show up, but before they could lay their head on the pillow, a mint colored gem was standing right in front of them.

“Ah, you’re here.” G/n yawned out, stretching their out.

Phos sat next to G/n who was still trying to not fall asleep at any moment. Their figure slumping and sitting right back up every time.

“I’ll make this quick!” Phos yelled out.

“When I said I wanted to fight out there, I didn’t mean to make you upset…I just really wanted to be useful,”The glowing light on Phos dimmed.

“I don’t want to do boring stuff, plus I can’t even do any of them right! So I think fighting those lunarians might be a good job for me! Although I’m not strong, I’m sure I can somehow make it.” Phos looked at G/n with pride but also a bit of doubt.

G/n pulled Phos into a hug.

“Phos, you slug! Why risk being a jewelry to the lunarians! You are useful, you have a meaning and although those jobs did not meet your expectations, that does not mean you’re useless! I want you to be safe…” G/n tiredly yelled out.

Phos looked out at the small window, the moon glowing brightly and illuminating around them.

“But you also risk your life out there, G/n.”

“So what? At least it’s not you. I don’t care if I get crushed by them.” G/n held onto Phos tighter.

“H-hey! You mean a lot to me too! I wouldn’t want to lose you, you’re the only gem who at least cared about me.” Phos mumbled under G/n’s night gown.

“I won’t mind risking my life for you, Phos.” G/n said before slumping down on the bed, along with Phos.

Phos stared at the wall.

Their mind was full of questions to G/n.

G/n can risk their life out there, but why can’t they? Phos means a lot to G/n and it makes sense for them to not want their friend to get captured, but what if the opposite happened?

Phos felt absolute dread of the thought of G/n being broken to pieces and lifted up to the lunarians.

“Phos, maybe tomorrow you can come to patrol with me. We can probably fight the lunarians if they arrive tomorrow, I’ll make sure to protect you.” G/n muttered.

Phos looked at G/n in surprise, but before the gem could say anything, G/n was already asleep. Phos examined G/n’s sleeping figure and scooted close to them, wrapping their arms around G/n’s hips.

“If anything were to happen to you, I’ll make sure I make those lunarians pay, or maybe we both can go to the moon.” Phos said to the sleeping G/n.

The light in the room dimmed as both the gems slept.

#x reader #houseki no kuni #land of the lustrous #phosphophyllite #rutile #one shot #fluff #hnk phos #anime

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mydarlinglapis · 9 months

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Repost from my Ao3♠︎

-17 dni!

Contains; smut with semi fluffy ending, handjobs, soft hints of begging,

♠︎ not proofread ♠︎

This is with phos but human!modern!au

Dom gn reader

Phos uses he/him/they prns and has male anatomy

Nsfw below the cut!!

Phos laid on his back, breathing heavily as your hand stroked him down his length. Light pink blush ran all across his pale body. You pinched his puffy nipple with your other hand, which earned a whine from them. Sticky precum dripped from his tip, rubbing his tip just where he liked it. His hips slightly jolted from the pleasure, his eyes slightly rolling back. "More please.." he whined out. His pleas didn't go unheard. You sped up your hand movements. His moans got louder, and he threw his head back. Drool ran down the corner of his mouth. With one last silent moan, he came all over his belly and your hand. He looked at you and kissed lips lightly, "I love you." "love you too, Phos"♡

#houseki no kuni x reader #phosphophyllite #hnk phos #land of the lustrous x reader

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satubby · 1 year

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Quotev's Fanfiction: A peach between apples.

♧Introduction♧

You never anticipated getting sucked into an obsessional mess. As you just desired to pursue your passions and your life's carvings, all you wanted was a job. However, you are currently on a mission leading from a mystical gateway to a completely uncharted world. You thrive to put an end to it, but the yanderes have chosen you. Will you succeed, a lonely peach, in between rotten and sweet apples?

┉┅━━━━━ ✧ ━━━━━┅┉

●Prologue○

◇Chapters◇

《 1 》《 2 》《3 》《 4 》《5》《6》

♡Headconons♡

《Not available for now》

□ - One shot - □

《Coming soon in the future》

☆List of anime/Manga that are part of the Fic☆.

Chainsaw Man

Jujutsu Kaisen

Houseki no Kuni

Saiki Kusuo no Psi-man / The disastrous life of Saiki K

Kuroshitsuji / Black buttler

Tokyo Ghoul

Death Note

Récord of ragnarok / Shuumatsu no valkyrie

Brutal: satsujin kansatsukan no kokuhaku

◇Manhwas ◇

Solo leveling

omniscient reader's viewpoint

Tomb Raider King

The villainess is a marionette

untouchable lady

How to Protect the Heroine’s Older Brother

The devil / Lucero del alba

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sunoorintarou · 8 months

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Catharsis: Houseki no Kuni x JJK

Part: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 (parts not in chronological order)

Christmas Special (plot divergent)

Gojo Satoru (platonic) x Phosphophyllite!Reader

Warnings: ooc Gojo, complex emotions, reader goes from happy to depressed to a monster, very angsty, there's an oc named Yuzuru Yukio who takes the place of Antarcticite because I couldn't bear to kill off anyone, death and depression, suicidal thoughts, gore

Notes: I haven't posted in a while and recently watched Houseki No Kuni and fell in love with Phos, so I decided to write a lil smth. This isn't very detailed and is more of a drabble than anything. I also really wanted to highlight Gojo's weaknesses and the inability to stop change in this, so he's very ooc, but yeah, hope y'all enjoy <3

They say history repeats itself, and once again, Gojo Satoru found himself unable to protect what really mattered to him. He was not the strongest. And never would be if he could never protect those closest to him.

It was like clockwork. He remembered when he first met you. You were a girl with a cursed technique never seen before. You had the ability to turn curses into gemstones. You could also absorb them (the beginnings of those together at the end are always similar), but not only that, your body was a storage unit for them, crystallising them and making them part of you, existing as precious gems that sprouted on and under your skin.

You were a precious commodity. Even though you had only molded with a singular curse, the one that had killed your parents. You had absorbed it into you on accident, materialising as the teal in your crystalline eyes and hair.

You were then taken to Jujutsu Tech. You had nowhere else to go. And now that you had absorbed your first curse, you became a beacon for others, your very existence attracting them.

It was fate when you were assigned to Gojo's team. The higher - ups choosing him on the basis that he had "experience" with cursed techniques similar to yours.

Gojo watched you from the beginning. Your bright eyes and clumsy personality something he hadn't seen in a while. You struggled in battle, tripping over your feet and freezing up. You weren't good at healing. You weren't good at admin. Any task you were assigned, you managed to royally mess up. You couldn't even use your cursed technique. You were borderline useless, good for only cheering up the team.

It had gotten to the point where you wouldn't even go on missions, sitting in your room and wondering what you had to do to become better. Gojo never let you be alone. He had learnt better.

Things took a turn for the worse during your first encounter with a cursed spirit that had eaten one of Sukuna's fingers. It was smart, and they figured it had been following you on your daily path from the school to the convenience store nearby. Waiting for the perfect chance to attack you.

Gojo blamed himself. He had been sent on a mission. By the time he arrived, everyone was in a panic, his team having long left to look for you after realising you were missing. By then, it was already too late.

When they found you, the curse had already shattered your legs. A scene no child deserved to see. An event no child deserved to experience. You were in a puddle of blood against the wall of an alley. Your legs had clean broken off, revealing teal crystal in place of bones and muscle, tinted purple from mixing with your blood. It was like breaking open a geode. Nothing flesh lied under your skin, only crystal. It was almost beautiful.

The curse was feasting on the shards of your legs, and by the time Gojo arrived with the group, he could only watch as you finally gained the strength to activate your cursed technique. You touched the curse, watching as its flesh crystallised into agate and quartz.

You then caught sight of your team and your teacher, a broken smile on your face.

"S- Sensei- look, I did it." You tilted your head. Gojo walked toward you wordlessly, his strong hand never so gentle, finding your head as he ruffled your hair.

"You did. I'm proud of you." Gojo's hands found your waist, picking you up as you went limp over his shoulder.

When you were brought back to Shouko, there was little she could do. They brought the crystallised curse with, now just a chunk of agate and quartz. To save your legs, they had to crack it open, having to use the pieces of your legs that were now mixed in with the agate and attach them to your body, hoping your body wouldn't reject them.

You slept for a long time. 3 weeks, to be exact. And when you finally woke up, Gojo couldn't help but begin to despise himself for not being able to protect you.

Where Gojo saw regret, you saw your legs as a positive, however. They were faster and stronger than your previous legs, allowing you to use them in combat, quickly excelling. You were beyond excited when you were deemed strong enough to go on patrol, and Gojo guided you the best he could.

He assigned a 3rd year, a strict, by the books, yet equally as lonely boy named Yuzuru Yukio. And he watched you. He watched as Yukio guided you, teaching you everything he knew. And as the days passed, he felt as if you were going to be OK.

Things were looking up for you. Everyone was praising your newfound talent in an attempt to cheer you up, but what Gojo hadn't realised was that the seed of doubt had already been planted far before he could stop it.

It had started in a casual conversation with Maki while she was attempting to help you train. You had explained your situation to her, eagerly listening to her advice, but one thing stuck. "Change." You knew she hadn't meant it the way you had taken it. She simply meant that you should change your thoughts and strengthen your resolve. But the words played on your long-held insecurities, and you began to feel like you yourself were the problem.

This feeling only increased when everyone complimented how strong your new legs were. Not cracking as easily as your old ones, much faster and more agile. And you only sunk deeper when you had dropped a crate of training swords, and Panda had jokingly claimed that it would be nice if your arms were as good as your legs.

Not even Gojo could sense the darkness that grew in your heart. The nights you spent despising your reflection, wondering if it would be better if every single part of you was replaced.

These insecurities manifested when you encountered a curse on patrol with Yukio. You watched as Yukio fought the gooey green mass of eyeballs, staying back as you still weren't all that skilled. In a moment of hesitance, Yukio had been caught off guard and was flung into a building, leaving you alone with the curse.

"I can eat them for you." The curse smiled, feeding off your insecurities.

"Your arms are so weak. Wouldn't you want a better pair?" The voice was deep and comforting, almost caring, almost worried. You found yourself reaching out to the curse.

When you found clarity not even a second later, it was too late. Your arms were gone.

It was repetition. The way you were rushed to Shouko, Yukio holding your limp form against him, the curse long gone.

This time wasn't as simple. They had nothing to replace it with and, no choice but to send you out to find a curse you could crstalise and use as a prosthetic.

Maki and Toge went with you and Yukio. Gojo once again being barrelled with missions.

What should have been a simple search for a weak curse turned sour. The curse they had found had turned into gold when you touched it.

The alloy was heavy, weighing you down and liquidising, trapping you in a prison of gold. Toge and Maki were forced to retreat by Yukio, forced to contact Gojo as you were being drowned in an ocean of gold.

Yukio tried to break through the prison the gold had formed. A large gold block with a few holes for air. He swore he would get you out, and as his focus remained on you, he failed to notice the curse behind him.

His guts were ripped clean out, body hitting the floor before either of you could react.

And you couldn't do anything. The gold refused to listen to you as you tried to do something, anything, to get revenge, to see if there was anything you could possibly do to somehow change the situation. But it was all in vein.

When Gojo found you, you were covered in blood, on your knees, Yukio's limp body in your arms as you cried. There were pieces of various precious gems and minerals everywhere. He rushed to you, dropping to his knees in front of you.

"Sensei- I- I wasn't strong enough- to- to protect me- he-" In place of tears, ichor ran down your cheeks.

It was then that Gojo watched the beginning of your downfall. You spiraled, cutting your hair, the light in your eyes dying as you committed yourself to fighting curses nonstop. Gojo watched you break yourself apart, skin cracking into pieces only to be filled with gold and repaired again and again.

Nothing anyone said could stop you, not even when your team returned from their mission and were met with you, the new you. You just weren't the same. No longer as happy and joyous, becoming more awkward, quieter. You rarely slept. Sleeping only when Shouko drugged you enough to keep you asleep.

You bathed yourself in the blood of curses, an act of revenge, and strength enabling you to speak to Yukio with a clean heart. Every time you closed your eyes, you saw Yukio dying. Over and over again. It was excruciating. It suffocated you.

The life draining out of your bodies and eyes, but no matter what you did, you just wouldn't die.

Gojo stayed by your side as much as he could during those times. Avoiding missions and watching over you. The only time you were ever out of his site was when you went to the bathroom, and when you visited Yukio's grave.

No one left you alone. But perhaps that worked out for the worse. The comforting words only reminded you of your weakness.

It was like Deja Vu. When the light finally returned to your eyes, it was too late.

"Hey, Sensei." You greeted from across the road as if nothing ever happened. There was a barrier no one could cross between you. It was in the early morning, the bustle of the traffic and people almost sickening to Gojo.

"Y/n. What is this?" Gojo asked, at a loss for words. He had let you out of his site for 10 minutes, letting you sit at Yukio's grave in peace, and when he returned, you were gone. That was days ago. Yet by some miracle, he had caught sight of you in the crowd in passing.

"I want to thank you. For everything. You always said I'd find a purpose, something only I could do, and I think I found it. I'm sad things didn't work out with you guys at Jujutsu Tech, though. Tell everyone that I'm sorry, OK?" You said, thoughtfully, eyes widening as another thought came to mind.

"Ah, another thing, 'Sorry for stealing your student Satoru, I just don't think she's cut out to follow the path you're on', something like that, he said to tell you."

At those words, Gojo Satoru was 17 again, watching his best friend leave, unable to do anything about it.

"Y/n!" He screamed as you turned around, ready to rush after you, but the voices of his other students behind him stopped him.

"Bye, bye. See you in Shibuya." You smiled. One last time before you disappeared into the crowd.

History always repeated itself in the cruelest ways. And once again, it was proved to Gojo Satoru that he could never be the strongest.

#catharsis #gojo satoru x reader #jjk angst #jjk x reader #houseki no kuni #phos!reader #hnk x reader #land of the lustrous #jjk x hnk crossover #platonic gojo satoru

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