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a collection of spycats! ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ

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kimchung-has · 2 years

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WAAAAHHHH WHAT A LITTOL BABEYYYYY ;A;

While you guys wait for an ask Im currently writing, here's my cat

#LKSJDHALKDJGHLKADFJGH #SO CUTEEEEE

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kimchung-has · 2 years

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wow i just love it when my body suddenly becomes nauseous before i sleep and now it's almost 4am </3

#aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

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kimchung-has · 2 years

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☆ Precious ☆

Synopsis: In which Maki finds herself falling deeper for you and questions whether you see how precious you are to her.

a/n: I'm in love with Maki and no I will not elaborate

characters: Maki (jjk)

!tw! none

“Can I tell you a secret?”

Your sweet voice came out like a whisper. She could barely hear it above the shouts and laughter of her classmates and teacher. Looking over she stared in awe at your beauty. Your smile, so sweet that could put any junk food to shame.

Maki was enamored by you. By your voice and laughter. By the eyes that held a thousand universes. By your incredible mind and kind heart. It pissed her off so much, yet little by little she found herself unable to act in your presence. Unable to hide the blush on her cheeks or the stupid little smile that stiched itself onto her face whenever she made you laugh.

She noticed (or more like Panda pointed out) how cranky she’d get if she didn’t see you in the morning. It was like coffee, she was unable to live with it. Without you.

Of course to compare you to coffee was utterly ridiculous. You weren’t a beverage, you were a person with thoughts and feelings. Not something for her to consume and throw away.

No, you deserved so much more.

Staring at you, she gulped and leaned forwards. Her elbow awkwardly placed itself on the railing overlooking Tokyo. The summer breeze blowing gently against her hair.

“What is it?” She asked, equally as gentle. Her heart was pounding against her ribcage. The feeling she felt was nothing like the feeling she got whenever she fought a curse. No this was something more, something different.

Only you could be the cause of this. Of her happiness and sadness.

Your hand placed itself on her cheek. Gentle and warm. Just like the first time.

The first time she recognized her feelings as something more than annoyance. When you came running after her. Her body was weak and bruised, your’s equally so. Tears had swelled in her eyes, tears she realized she never wanted to see again. Your voice so pained as you asked if she was okay, why did she risk herself for you.

You sounded so angry, something different from your normal cheerful voice. But most of all, you sounded so scared. Scared to lose something precious. She was something precious to you. She wasn’t a burden, an eyesore, or a curse.

She was precious.

The day your hands touched her cheek was the day her heart stopped and never beat the same. That day she phoned Yuuta and asked him what was wrong with her. Why did she feel this way? Why did her face feel like her face-planted right into the sun?

His answer came out so simple. So plain and joyful. She could picture his gentle eyes and smile. His voice came out gentle, yet teasing.

“Maki, you’re in love.”

She wanted to strangle him. And she would have, if it wasn’t for the fact that he was all the way in Africa and she was in her dorm. Praying that Inumaki or Panda wouldn’t barge in. Or god help her, Gojo Satoru.

Yuuta’s words lingered in her head for weeks. As she debated to own up to it and call it hers, or discard it and live in silence. Eventually she did and just accepted it. But never acted upon it.

She, for the lack of words, was scared of the rejection. She’s been rejected everywhere she went, from her home to society and the world. Maki knows rejection, like the back of her hand. But to face rejection for you.

Oh boy, she wasn’t about to face it. No way. Not in a billion years.

You were precious to her. Too precious, she couldn’t bear the thought of you hating her.

So she played it casually. At least tried too, because Panda and Inumaki found out quicker than she’d expected. And all Nobara had to do was take a glance at Maki’s face to see the truth.

She couldn’t have you finding out. So she threatened the two (she didn’t to nobara since nobara is smarter than them) And never showed her true feelings.

Yet, she still relaxed under your hold. That stupid little sigh escaped her lips and she couldn’t fight off that dumb smile from her face. God, she wanted to throw herself off this cliff.

But she won’t. Or more likely, you wouldn’t let her.

She was far too precious. (at least she hoped)

She watched you move closer. Until you were chest to chest. Until her hands found their way on your hips and yours on her cheek. Until your breathing becomes in sync. Until the noise in the back became white noise.

She could only hear the faintest of booms from the brightly colored fireworks, Itadori loud ‘wow’s and Gojo’s obnoxious laughter.

All she could hear was your sweet voice. Tender and shy, yet confident and sure.

“Maki, you mean so much to me.”

Your lips drew near to her. Her eyes wide and body unmoving.

“You’re precious to me.”

She could smell your perfume. Tangerines, something she found herself desiring the more you wore it.

“I love you, Maki.”

Your lips touched hers. Gentle and unsure. Your lips were soft.

And before she knew it, her hands were on your neck. Pulling you in for another. Her glasses fogged up, but she didn’t care. Not when you clutched her yukata with such vigor, like she’d fade away, Not when she could feel the heat of your cheeks or the pounding of her chest.

Her heart flew. So high in the clouds to the moon to never be seen again. She didn’t care if the fireworks had ended. Or if her classmates stared at you both in a mix of astonishment and smugness. Hell, even Panda’s joyful laughter and Kugasaki’s grumbles of losing to their bet fell on deaf eyes.

Parting, you both took deep breaths of air. Giddy smiles on your faces. Leaning her head against yours, she stared into your eyes, starry and glowing. Her grip on you loosened just a bit, but not enough for you to pull away.

Through your soft laughter, you asked, “So I take it as a yes?”

Pecking your lips, she chuckled “Over and over again, yes.”

You threw your arms around her and pulled her close. Sharing a sweet, tender kiss. Filled with the same passion as your first under the brightly colored night sky.

As precious as the love you shared.

#😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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kimchung-has · 2 years

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Baseball Maki>>>

#i want baseball maki tattooed on my forehead

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kimchung-has · 2 years

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Strong Enough (Maki Zenin x Reader Oneshot)

Injuries are a part and parcel of life as a Jujutsu sorcerer, and Maki understood that fully. But when you get injured because of your own unwillingness to stop training, how will your girlfriend react?

Warnings: injuries, mentions of dizziness, a little bit of angst and insecurity if you squint, overall just really fluffy <3

A/n: Ahhhh I'm so sorry I took so long to write this =") This is my first one shot so I hope you all like it!

Word count: 1.2k

"It's too hot for this…"

"Shake."

"OI! Toge and Panda, you get your asses over here this instant!" your girlfriend screamed at the two figures hiding under the shade of a huge tree on the opposite end of the field.

Maki Zenin was a fierce and feisty girl, but she was really gentle and easily flustered once she was in a relationship. Of course, only you knew that. And as the two of you stood under the scorching summer heat at Jujutsu High, you are reminded of how Maki is when she isn't being all lovey dovey. Oh she's scary all right.

Panda and Toge immediately dashed over, clearly not wanting to suffer Maki's wrath. "Anyways, we'll pair up and train today. We'll start off by having Panda and Y/n spar with each other. Which means Toge will be with me. Then we'll change the pairings after 30 minutes, ok?" Maki asked, looking at the 3 of you for a response. The 3 of you nodded, excited to finally be able to train together again. Recently, all of you just got assigned to individual missions almost everyday. At most, two of you would be sent to the same mission but there was hardly any time to talk anyways. All of your schedules had been flooded, so none of you had the time to train together.

As the 4 of you walked towards each half of the field you were assigned to spar in, Maki shouted, "Oh yeah keep yourselves hydrated! It's a hot day today!" You smiled, thinking about just how thoughtful your girlfriend was.

Sparring was fun, and always a new experience if your opponent happened to be Panda. He tried out many new tricks and strategies on you, which either made you lose miserably, or resulted in the both of you bursting out in laughter. It was all going fine until you started to feel your head throb… and oh shoot the ground was moving. The heat was making you dizzy and you couldn't really keep your balance. Panda, sensing that something was wrong, called for a water break, allowing you to get back under the shade to hydrate yourself.

As you were under the shade, you thought to yourself, "I'll be ok. Yep it's just the heat and once I'm hydrated after this break I'll be fine and I'll practice well. And later, I'll go against Maki."

You didn't know how wrong you were.

After the water break, you went back to sparring with Panda, but you still weren't feeling great. The heat made you feel unwell, and you felt like you were going to collapse at any second. Your movements slowed down and you started to get hit by the easiest of attacks. After Panda tackled you for the fourth time in a row, he frowned, and told you to sit out, since he sensed that you weren't feeling well.

You looked over at Maki and Toge sparring, and just how amazing your girlfriend was. You wanted to be just like her… so you couldn't afford to stop. You needed to train more. Shaking your head, you stood up and told him that it was fine to continue. He looked warily at you, but he knew he couldn't change your mind.

Being motivated by your girlfriend had its limitations. You were fine after seeing Maki spar and tackle Toge, because that gave you strength and motivation to be like her. And sure enough, you managed to land a hit on Panda. But after that, everything just went downhill, and before you knew it…

"Oh shoot, the heat is making my head spin…

I can't stand up anymore… the ground is spinning too…

I'm falling and I-"

Thud!

You fell to the ground as all those thoughts ran through your mind. You fell forward and ended up scraping your knee. You lay on the ground, feeling too faint to get up. You could hear footsteps and distant voices, but your mind was too hazy to process what was going on.

Before you knew it, Maki was in front of you. She checked to check that you were still breathing and awake, before picking you up, carrying you bridal style. She made sure she wasn't hurting you before she stared into your eyes, her own seemingly piercing into your soul.

"I'm bringing you to Shoko-san, and you're not going to argue with me, understand?" Maki hissed, worry and concern laced in her seemingly harsh words. You could see Panda and Toge nodding furiously from your peripheral vision, not wanting to see Maki angry anytime soon. You had no choice but to give in, allowing your girlfriend to carry you to get treatment.

The whole time Shoko treated you, Maki stood at the corner of the room, watching you but not saying anything. Shoko patched you up really quickly, giving you some antiseptic cream and some bandages to take back to your dorm. She also advised Maki to let you rest in your room after you took a cold shower. Maki nodded curtly, a small frown on her face as she carried you again, despite you telling her that you could walk just fine by yourself.

Maki placed you on a chair in your dorm room, before turning on the air conditioning. After passing you a glass of water and making sure that you were feeling alright, she headed to the bathroom to run a cold bath for you. She put you in the bath, and told you that she'll wait outside for you and that you could call her if you need anything. Somehow, you managed to talk her into having a bath with you, and the two of you enjoyed a comfortable silence with each other in the bathtub.

After the two of you had a cold bath, Maki sat with you on your bed, stroking your hair gently while making sure that you drank the juice she prepared for you.

"Maki?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you mad that I got injured?"

She furrowed her brows, and thought for a while before replying, "Yes, but no. I feel a little angry but at the same time I kind of think I know why you did what you did. Though, I can't say that I approve of the way you overstrained yourself despite feeling unwell…"

"I'm sorry… I- I just wanted to be as strong as you, especially when it comes to physical combat. I want to be strong enough to protect you, so it's not always you protecting me. I want to be stronger for you, my precious sweet girl," you confessed.

Maki's cheeks flushed red, clearly caught off guard by what you said. She looked at you and smiled, before saying gently, "I'm sure you'll be as strong, probably even stronger than me in the future baby. I'm happy to protect you as long as you need… I just don't want you to get hurt… Physically or emotionally. I love you and you mean the world to me, so don't get hurt too much ok? I need you."

You smiled and kissed Maki's forehead before leaning in such that both of your foreheads were touching. She took your hand and linked your pinkie with hers. Maki laughed a little, whispering, "I know this is kind of childish but still I rather do it this way. So, pinky promise that you'll take better care of yourself?"

You giggled before answering,

"Pinky promise.

Thank you @awkwardaardvarkforever for the idea!

I enjoyed writing this a lot and I hope all of you enjoyed reading it too! I'll post another fic this week so get ready for more fluff <3 (Also feel free to check out my 100 followers event! Only 2 more slots are left!)

#reblogging maki fics is my way of coping while i miss her dearly ;-;#i can't keep rewatching jjk season 1 and jjk 0

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☆ tomorrow with you ☆

Synopsis: a mission gone right leaves you injured and full of thoughts. leading you to your hiding spot that only one person knows of. whos that person? well no other then Maki, your special person.

a/n: this was requested by @lovelymaki i hope your doing well and i hope this helps to make you feel better, even if its just a little. this ended up being a littler more angsty and reader driven then intended, bc i ended up putting a lot of my own pent up emotions into it hehe, but i wanted maki to be a pillar of sorts for reader.

included: maki (jjk)

!tw! injuries, reader thinks alot about their choices thus far

There were days where you regretted becoming a jujutsu sorcerer. Sure the pay was good, but you weren’t quite sure if that made up for the bruises and cuts that littered your body. You were lucky you made it out with only a large, but shallow, gash on the side of your stomach, a few bruises and a cut on your cheeks. Everything should heal without trouble, but the gash will scar, Shoko told you. Her voice was muffled by the cigarette between her cherry-colored lips. You thanked her and left the infirmary and limped slowly back to your room.

You knew that you should be grateful. Grateful that you were able to see, to walk, to breathe. You were thankful, yes, no doubt. But that doesn't mean that you won’t get used to it. Not to the aching bones, dark patches on your soft skin, the scars or the pure exhaustion you faced after exerting too much curse energy.

It was part of your life as a jujutsu sorcerer, yet you didn’t know if it was worth it.

The halls were dark. Cold from the season’s transition. The autumn leaves, once blazing with the colors of fire, laid brown and shriveled to the ground. Trees barren of life. Only the slimmest view of the moon could be seen in the clear night.

A deep sigh left your lips. You didn’t want to go back to the room, knowing that it would only begin again the moment your head touches your pillows. You didn’t want to sleep yet. You didn’t think you could.

You took a left, down the dark hall out the door into the silent night. Your feet dragged against the stone path, your shoes hanging loosely in your hands. You could feel the dampness of the ground on your bare feet. You didn’t mind.

Eventually you found yourself at the observatory, which served less as an observatory but more as a storage unit, or in your case, your secret hide out. It was far from the school’s main building. Secluded and isolated. You spent a lot of your time here.

It overlooked the large forest that kept Jujutsu Tech hidden. On clear days, you could see the twinkling lights of Tokyo below you. Today was one of those nights. It was barely visible, but it was enough for you.

Oftentimes you’d find yourself here all alone. Away from the rest of your classmates and teachers. It was nice for the most part. Nobody knew where you went. They’d asked, but you’d reply with a vague and simple answer ‘your moms house’.

Okay, maybe not a good or really acceptable answer (gojo loved it, but principle yaga? not so much)

Either way, no one bothered you. So you were able to get lost in your thoughts. Without a single interruption.

“You should be resting”

Ah, you forgot. Of course, she would be able to track you down without trouble. She knew where you went and would occasionally join you.

She, being the one and only, Maki Zenin.

Slumping forwards, you leaned your head against the cold metal of the railing, “Good to see you too, sweetcheeks.”

Her palm collided with the back of your head. Soft, yet firm enough for you to feel her worry. Her back collided with the railing, shaking it slightly. Facing away from the cliff, she huffed, “you shouldn’t be walking around in the cold with no shoes. You’ll get sick.”

You stifled a laugh. Glancing at her, you admired the way the light of the moon highlighted her strong features. Strong nose and jawline, sharp brows and eyes. Yet, her cheeks were soft and smooth, lips even more so. Her normal distant gaze was grounded, almost soft when her eyes moved to meet yours. Something twinkled in her eyes, you weren’t sure if you imagined it.

Her lips split into a grin. Rose pink lips stretching to show her white teeth. She said something, you didn’t hear it. Too busy staring at her. Your heart is beating louder than her blunt voice.

“Are you even listening to me?”

“Huh?” You blinked.

Rolling her eyes, she gestured back to the direction of the school. “We should head back. It’s cold and it’s late.”

“Oh.”

You would be lying if you said that you wanted to go back, because you didn’t. You didn’t want to go back and repeat today. Go back and do the whole routine all over again. You didn’t know if it was worth it.

A part of you wanted to burst out crying. Another wanted to fall to the ground and let the earth eat you whole. Let the bugs dig into your flesh and return you back to where you started. To close your eyes and imagine floating through space. Imagine the waves against your bare legs. Imagine the warm comforting glow of the cafe light and warm drink in your hands. Imagine Maki’s laugh and her charming grin. Imagine anything else but going back to your cold room, bare of anything but your uniform and shoes, sheets and Maki’s sweater she lent you long ago that you never returned.

But one look at her worried gaze made you stop your train of thoughts. You knew she would never let you go through with that. Her grip on you was too strong, whether she knew it or not. You couldn’t let Maki see you so low. You didn’t want her to think so lowly of you.

Your train of thought was interrupted by a warm hand cupping your own. You didn’t realize how cold you were until now. You especially didn’t realize that tears began to slide down your cheeks until she wiped them away. She didn’t say anything and you were far too embarrassed to look at her.

Slowly her arms wrapped around you and brought you incredibly close. Your head resting against her shoulder. Hands, rough from years of training and mistreatment, cradled you. Soft, but firm, as if you’d run away.

Intimacy between you and Maki wasn’t uncommon. But intimacy initiated by her was. It was always you who intertwined your hands, or pecked her cheek, or loudly pronounced your undying loyalty and love to her. So this was different.

Her arms, strong and firm, felt so good, so comforting around your waist. Her scent, clean and earthy, made your trembling stop. You felt safe, secure, more so than you’ve felt in a long time.

“Y’know, I don’t want to go back yet, actually.” She murmured into your hair. “I’ll skip my morning job. Itadori does one and everytime he sees me, he wants to train. He has too much energy in the morning, if you ask me.”

“You never skip your morning jog, Maki.” You sniffed. Her grip on you tightened when you began to move around to look at her.

Sighing softly, she murmured, “well, tomorrows a different day. I can afford to take a day off and relax, I'm not a robot, y’know.”

Oh.

You felt dumb, really dumb. So dumb you couldn’t help but laugh. Of course, if there was one person in this entire school, no entire world, who could see right through you, it would be Maki. Maki could see right through you, to her your body was like a window to your heart. To your desires, to your thoughts and fears. You felt so dumb for trying to hide anyting from her.

Maki had always been there for you and with you since your freshman year. She has seen every embarrassing, happy or devastating moment of your life since. And you’ve seen hers as well. You’ve been so caught up in your own mind that you forgot about her and the bond you shared.

She must have been waiting for you to come to her. And you never did.

You didn’t deserve her. Not after this.

“Lets go to the cafe you like, the one by the port. I heard they added a new seasonal drink.” She said, her fingers rubbing circles on your back. “You deserve a break too.”

Your lips wobbled. You really need to stop pretending like Maki didn’t know how your mind works. Of course, she could already see your self-deprecating thoughts from a mile away.

She was Maki, your best friend. Really your best everything. If she was there with you, you were positive you could continue to walk forwards. She would be there to catch you if you faltered and you would do the same.

Fate had brought you together and you were going to fight your damn hardest to stay together.

Burying deeper into the dip of her shoulder, you nodded. A smile creeping up onto your lips. “Yeah, I’d like that alot.”

“Good.”

You let yourself relax in her warm hold. Let yourself breathe a deep sigh as her lips made contact with your hairline. Let the flush on your cheeks warm and darken and heart boom in your chest the longer her lips lingered.

You weren’t sure if a life of jujutsu sorcery was for you, but you were positive that a life where you and Maki stayed together, was one worth fighting for.

#LITERALLY SOBBING CRYING THROWING UP #I LOVE SOFT MAKI AND THE WAY SHE SHIFTS HER MORNING ROUTJNE FOR READER #;A;#IM SO IN LOVE WITH HER WAAAAHH

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@Srkork on Instagram

#SRKORK'S ART GIVES ME SO MUCH LIFE #I LOVE THEIR OC ART 😩😩😩😩#AND MAKI IS SO HOT IN THESE

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HELPPP IM LITERALLY LEVITATING WHAT??????????? BOO 😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️ HAPPY TO FUEL ANY CAVITY-INDUCING FLUFF!!

megumi is my fave. akutami hypnotized half the internet with megumi hes so pretty he is ON my mind always forever 🤧 i know he needs a hug like i know this-

sypnosis. he didn’t think he liked hugs before, but he surely does now.

pairing. megumi fushiguro × gn!reader

sticky-note. fluff + so true 😭 ly nonnie <3 as always read slowly!

“are you blushing?”

a relentless amount of giggles escape past your lips when megumi purposely tucks you into his chest, his indeed blushing face turning more scarlet from your remark. “quiet,” he grumbles, a hand of his moving to gently hold the back of your head as you laugh even more.

not being quiet at all, you continue to go on. “you give such good hugs ‘gumi.” you circle your arms tighter around his lean waist, delving into the feeling of his soft sweatshirt brushing against your fingertips. “we should start to hug more often, don’t you think?”

you can almost hear him rolling his eyes from above your head. when he suddenly tilts his body away, you arch a confused eyebrow before yelping in surprise—his hand delivering a swift flick to your forehead. his other hand rests on your waist to prevent you from losing your seating on his lap, pulling you closer again for another hug after a few moments.

“i said to quit it, didn’t i?” a cute smile starts to form on megumi’s lips and your gaze immediately flies towards it, recognizing it as something that your eyes absolutely refuse to miss. “you’re not really that nice to hug when you’re talking.”

“hey!” gasping in feigned offense, you scoot forward to comfortably hug him once again. there is no resistance shown from him. “that’s not very nice to say! i give good hugs even when i’m talking.”

now it’s his turn to raise his eyebrows. “isn’t it up to the person that you’re hugging and not you?”

you huff out in pretend irritation. “well, the only person i’m gonna be hugging is you, so you better be thinking that my hugs are good.”

and just like that—the tips of his ears are burning red again from your casually-spoken words, his arms trailing to wrap around your figure so he can hide his face into the top of your head. he pouts in defeat as your chest heaves with more laughter, because fun banter with your boyfriend has always been your favorite.

but now, it’s the sweet, sugary hugs: the way you melt into a puddle of warmth in his arms, the way he pats your back and carefully holds the back of your head, and especially the way his familiar, safe scent fills your senses.

#BOO IS ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#wOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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hair reveal at the cat lounge and rescue shelter