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itadorisgf · 3 years

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— a taste of heaven

aka soft headcanons

note: it’s difficult being so s*ft all the time so here’s a part two

ft. inumaki toge, miwa kasumi, okkotsu yūta, tōdō aoi, zenin maki.

warning: gn!reader, insecurities, fluff

part one

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— inumaki toge.

inumaki’s eyes widen in surprise when you trot over to him one day and clumsily sign in jsl “good morning, toge! how are you?” his eyes water when you shyly admit that you’ve been learning for him since you don’t want him to worry about not being able to speak all of the time. you then eagerly ask if you signed it correctly. even if you didn’t sign it perfectly, the fact that you’re actively learning for inumaki is more than enough.

inumaki can sometimes get self-conscious of the seals etched onto his cheeks. it’s a part of him, something that indicates his connection to his clan, but he’ll never forget the looks he used to get from others as a child. whispers of poor child and how ugly when he would pass by them. so when you cradle his face with your hands, staring at him like he’s personally hung every star in the sky and murmuring that he’s so beautiful, inumaki’s heart melts.

while you’re happily chatting away with maki and panda, inumaki will come up from behind and wrap his arms around your middle while nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. it’s an occurrence that happens often enough that your shared friends don’t bat an eye. maki does scoff and comment that the two of you are so disgustingly in love it makes her sick, however.

— miwa kasumi.

miwa babbles. it’s a habit that she’s never managed to kick no matter how hard she’s tried to. so when she’s telling you about something that happened during her day, it hits her all of a sudden of how annoying she must be. she quiets down and abruptly ends her story. however, you notice and softly encourage her to continue. her heart skips a beat when you say “i like listening to what you have to say, kasumi.”

her little brothers are menaces. miwa loves them, but they know exactly how to get on her nerves. she’s apprehensive about introducing you to them, even though it’s only through facetime, and warns you ahead of time about how they can be. she’s shocked when they take to you so easily. soon enough, you’re the one carrying the conversation as miwa sits in the frame of the camera and watches you interact with them. she’s embarrassed when at the end of the call, her little brothers loudly proclaim that they like you before hanging up.

miwa will shyly gift you random little things she’s made: baked goods she’s experimented with, neatly completed friendship bracelets, a knitted hat when you complained about how your ears are always cold. she’s always worried about whether or not you’ll like them, but the smile that crosses your face and the glimmer in your eyes informs her that you do. and if that wasn’t enough to convince her, the happy kiss that you press to miwa’s cheek is.

— okkotsu yūta.

some nights, scratch that, most nights, yūta has difficulty falling, and staying, asleep. his mind is plagued with too many thoughts flooding his brain and he just can’t seem to turn it off. he feels like a bother, but he’ll softly creep out of his bed and slip into your dorm. in the safety of your arms, listening to the steady rhythm of your heartbeat, yūta manages to get a good night’s rest.

yūta worries about your relationship when he decides to travel overseas to study. although he’s incredibly busy most days, he always sends you a good morning and a good night text despite the time difference. sometimes he even manages to send you a box of trinkets he’s amassed for you. when you open up the box, there’s a quick messily scrawled note on top of everything that reads “i love you and miss you so much. love, yūta <3”

he flusters when you seat yourself on top of his lap and place your hands on either side of his face. yūta squirms underneath your intent gaze as you examine every inch of his face. his hands are loosely looped around your wrists and he’s bracing himself for what you’re going to say. it wouldn’t be like you, but yūta can’t help the fear that you’ll call him unattractive or ugly like the girls he used to attend school with. his face heats up when instead you murmur “you’re so pretty, yūta,” and lean in to press a kiss to his nose.

— tōdō aoi.

tōdō does not shut up about you, much to everyone’s dismay. they have no issue with you in particular, it’s just that tōdō will go on and on about you forever even if they express their lack of interest in the conversation topic. he’s just so proud to have you as his s/o that he can’t help but talk about how amazing you are all of the time!

he has a photo album on his phone that’s entirely dedicated to you. it’s filled with images that tōdō’s taken of you: pictures of you striking silly poses for him, images that you have no clue exist because he somehow managed to snap them without you noticing, and much, much more. when he talks about you, he always whips out his phone to show whoever he’s talking to how pretty you are.

he’s a huge fan of piggy back rides! you say your feet hurt from walking around? instantly, you’ll find yourself swept up by tōdō. you’re either on his back or he’s carrying you bridal style everywhere despite your protests and complaints of how embarrassing it is. he can’t have his lovely s/o walking around in pain.

— zenin maki.

if you happen to fall asleep on the train and your head drops onto maki’s shoulder, she’s incredibly careful to not jostle you awake. her entire frame is tensed, afraid that the slightest movement may wake you. if panda speaks too loudly, she glares at him and tells him to quiet down. when you wake up and lift your head up, maki gives you a grin and informs you that you drool in your sleep.

maki is fiercely protective over you. yes, you’re an idiot (affectionate), but you’re her idiot. therefore, she’s the only one who can seriously make fun of you. she doesn’t mind if others poke fun at you or tease you, as long as it’s light-hearted. the moment someone actually attempts to degrade you and make you feel lesser, maki is beating their ass.

she has to wear glasses for prolonged periods of time because of her inability to see curses without them. this often leads to maki’s temples hurting. she’ll try to ignore it because she’s not going to let a little headache bother her, but you’re having none of that. she’ll try and protest, but she can’t deny how nice it feels to have her head resting in your lap as you gently massage her aching head.

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iwaslut · 3 years

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bye. thanks to you i’m gonna go daydream about jean calling me pretty

jean would!!!! jean psyches himself up, with marco assuring him that it’s going to go well, and confidently strides up to where you’re standing just to start stuttering. his words are almost incomprehensible with how badly he’s tripping over them, but you’re able to make out the sentence “if you had a nickname, it’d be pretty girl.” you’re flustered, but not nearly as much as jean is. he’s burning up, with a rampant blush spreading across his cheeks, and you lean in to peck his cheek and say thank you. he effectively shuts up and when you walk away to meet up with sasha and connie, he’s just looking your way all starry-eyed while touching the spot that you kissed.

#mailbox #tetsurolls #love.jade #best girl jade #celestial.bodies #celeste.adores #adoring.jean

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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— AND SUDDENLY I KNEW, IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN YOU.

aka when they realized they were in love

note: ick i feel so soft today >:(

ft. fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, kugisaki nobara, nanami kento.

warning: gn!reader, fluff, vague description of injuries, reader is lifted, vague description of a panic attack

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— fushiguro megumi.

fushiguro’s just gotten out of the shower and into clean clothing when you barge into his room and promptly throw yourself onto his bed, which is nothing new for you. you huff and lift your head up before declaring that you’re going to be doing his hair. fushiguro simply sighs and acquiesces, knowing that once you set your mind to something, nothing will change it. you brighten and quickly situate yourself behind him, sitting up on your knees to get into the “perfect position.”

your hands are gentle, fingers carding through his damp hair before you replace them with a brush. you ramble about your day as you slowly detangle any knots in his hair, making comments here and there about how it’s unfair how his hair is so soft when he does nothing to take care of it.

fushiguro relaxes and leans back into your touch. this is nice, fushiguro thinks, allowing himself to get lost in the moment. he doesn’t think of anything else besides the feeling of your hands in his hair and the soothing sound of your voice that rings throughout the air.

— gojo satoru.

it was infatuation at first sight. the moment gojo laid his eyes on you, he was hooked. it was something about the way you held yourself and the way you interacted with others that had him wanting to know more about you. truthfully, he thought it was a passing fancy, nothing more than something to keep his life a little more interesting, but the moment you take a hit for him forces gojo to reevaluate his feelings.

gojo knows there’s no possible way he would’ve have been injured if that curse attacked him, he knows you know this as well, but without any hesitation you inserted yourself in between the two and allowed yourself to be struck. you’re thrown to the ground, skidding off to the side with a loud painful groan leaving your lips. for a moment, gojo’s in shock of what’s occurred. his eyes dart over to your form and then back to the curse who harmed you. he quickly composes himself and exorcises the curse.

after, he trots over to you and checks on your status, scanning and assessing the severity of your injuries. a wave of relief crashes over him when he realizes that they’re not life-threatening. mindful of your injuries, he scoops you up in his arms to take you to shoko. he thinks he’ll wait until you’re conscious to inform you of his newest revelation.

— itadori yuuji.

itadori just needs a moment to himself. he’s unsure of why everything is hitting him all at at once: his grandfather’s death, which he had no time to grieve, his harsh introduction to the world of curses and sorcerers, and the heavy responsibility that lies on his shoulders as sukuna’s vessel. he knows this feeling will pass soon enough, but that doesn’t prevent his breath from quickening or his hands from shaking.

a warm hand on itadori’s shoulder startles him, but all he feels is relief when he looks up and sees your worried expression. breathe with me, you instruct. you take his trembling palms with your own hands and take exaggerated breaths for him to mimic. itadori copies you and soon enough your breaths are synced together and his heart has calmed. sorry about that, he apologizes, drawing a hand to rub at the back of his neck. you give itadori a smile that causes your eyes to crinkle at the corners and warmth to flood his chest. don’t be, you reply, placing a hand on his cheek, i’m here whenever you need me.

— kugisaki nobara.

you’re sitting on the floor of her room together. it’s not the most comfortable place to be, but neither of you have any desire to relocate to another area. kugisaki’s engrossed in telling you all about her day and you patiently listen along to her rant and other complaints while focusing on your current task. she pauses in the middle of her talk, waiting for your appropriate response, and takes that time to peer down at your hunched over form.

you hum, completely focused on carefully applying nail polish to her nails. your strokes are slow and precise, taking care to not accidentally get any of the polish on her skin. the color’s not one kugisaki would have chosen for herself, but you had insisted that it would complement her nicely. your hold on her hand is gentle and loose, merely keeping her hand still so your brush strokes can be steady. affection blooms and floods across her skin as she admires you, appreciating you in your entirety.

you look up at her, noticing how she hasn’t resumed speaking even after you’ve added your thoughts to the situation. kugisaki flushes for being caught staring at you, and it only worsens when you lift her hand to your face to press a soft kiss to the back of it and murmur m’pretty girl under your breath.

— nanami kento.

the stars are out now, decorating the night sky. the air is brisk and chilly, but nanami is kept warm from the cold by his large wool coat and his hand entwined with yours. you gently swing your hands back and forth together as the two of you walk in the direction of your apartment. nanami’s eyes soften as he takes in your profile illuminated by the yellow glow of the street lamps lining the sidewalk.

despite the cold, a content grin stretches across your face as your eyes dart around, soaking in everything you see. nanami notices how you’re shivering even though you’re wearing a plethora of layers. he stops walking, earning himself a questioning look from yourself for the sudden pause. he unravels the thick scarf from around his neck and gently wraps it around your own, commenting that you looked cold. you give him a soft grateful look in response, bringing a hand up to touch the newest accessory, and thank him.

when you resume your walk home once again, you reach out and take nanami’s hand back in yours and give it a firm squeeze. his lips curl up in a small smile as he softly squeezes your hand afterwards.

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #itadori x reader #itadori yujji x reader #nobara x reader #kugisaki nobara x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #celeste.adores #adoring.fushiguro #adoring.gojo #adoring.nobara #adoring.itadori #adoring.nanami

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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— cuddle bug.

cuddling headcanons.

fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, nanami kento, sukuna ryomen.

gn!reader, fluff.

— fushiguro megumi.

he’s so touch-starved. fushiguro is super deprived of gentle affection that he doesn’t really know how to initiate it without being awkward, so you need to take the reins.

he’s stiff as hell when he tries to be the big spoon when you’re cuddling for the first time. once you have enough of it and spoon him instead, it’s so much better.

you flip onto your other side and tell fushiguro to do the same. once he follows your instructions, you throw your arm over fushiguro’s middle and press up tightly against his back. fushiguro, subconsciously, leans back into your touch. he feels himself flush when you nuzzle your face in the space between his shoulder blades and sigh that this is much better. though he doesn’t say it aloud, fushiguro agrees. it’s...nice to be held.

this leads to the realization that fushiguro really, really enjoys being the small spoon. as time passes and fushiguro grows to be more comfortable, you guys will switch off who’s the big spoon and who’s the small spoon. (though, fushiguro’s normally the small spoon.)

fushiguro doesn’t mind cuddling on a couch, but he much prefers cuddling on a bed. he thinks it’s more comfortable. he’s definitely not a fan of cuddling in the company of others, but in private, it’s a whole other story. he’s very big on saving affection for when the two of you are in private. he turns into a massive cuddle bug.

— gojo satoru.

gojo enjoys cuddling in literally any position. so long as he’s touching you, he’s happy.

although, gojo’s favorite position is when he’s sprawled out on top of you.

his grin only widens when he hears you grunt underneath him and complain that he’s crushing you when he flops on top of you with no warning. you readjust underneath his weight so it’s not quite so uncomfortable for either of you. gojo then releases an exaggerated, content sigh as he snuggles his head into your chest and wraps his arms around your back. he’ll also press little kisses all over your skin as far as he can reach. it’s sweet until he nips you.

he reminds you of an overgrown cat when you cuddle in that position.

you normally cuddle on the couch. if you’re sitting there watching a show or reading a book or literally just minding your own damn business, gojo will come and bother you.

if you’re sitting up, gojo will slide his head into your lap. his legs hang off the edge of the couch when he does this, but he doesn’t complain and just swings them and back forth. if you don’t do it first, gojo will place your hand in his hair for you to play with. he loves how it feels and he makes sure that you’re aware of it. he makes (admittedly, cute) little hums as you drag your fingers through his soft white hair.

— itadori yuuji.

itadori’s one of those people who’s naturally a really good cuddler. he just knows what to do.

he adores cuddling with you. he’s really fond of physical touch, so he can get a little clingy sometimes. he’s not above whining to get what he wants.

he’s willing to cuddle anywhere. itadori doesn’t care who’s around to see. kugisaki and fushiguro think you two are gross with the amount of pda you exhibit.

he can be the big spoon or small spoon. it depends on the day. sometimes, he wants to be held, while other times he wants to do the holding.

whatever position you’re in, itadori is mindlessly pressing kisses to your skin. he’s lying on top of you? itadori’s face is resting on your chest as he presses kisses to the curve of your neck. you’re lying on top of him? itadori leans down at random times to kiss your head.

sukuna likes to bite you. he gets bored, so he’ll just pop out on itadori’s hand and bite you. it’s never hard enough to draw blood, but it’s enough to startle you. when you yelp in surprise, itadori draws his hand away from you to reprimand sukuna. it’s really amusing to watch your boyfriend lecture the king of curses on how he can’t just bite his significant other. sukuna’s mouth just grins back at itadori.

— nanami kento.

he likes to cuddle after a long exhausting day of work. nanami feels like he’s dead on his feet after dealing with curses and gojo for so many hours. if he’s had to work overtime, nanami is even more worn out than he typically is.

he doesn’t have a preference of where you cuddle. whether it’s the couch or your bed, nanami doesn’t mind as long as he gets to hold you.

he likes it when you essentially lie right on top of him. if you complain that you’re too heavy, he dispels your concerns as quick as possible. nanami finds the weight of you on top of him familiar and grounding. it reminds him that he’s really home.

nanami tucks your head underneath his chin as he slips his hands underneath your shirt and runs his fingers up and down your spine.

it helps relax the two of you. as the tension seeps from your body, the same happens to nanami’s. seeing you so at ease helps nanami unwind as well.

you can’t help but rest your eyes when you and nanami cuddle. he’s so warm underneath you and the fingers gently running along your skin is so soothing. you listen to the smooth rumble of nanami’s voice as he recounts the day’s events for you.

if you drift off to sleep while he’s talking, nanami will slowly trail off. he smiles a small, little smile to himself and carefully kisses the crown of your head before deciding to doze off as well.

— sukuna ryomen.

does it look like he cuddles? no. does he cuddle, though? also, no.

just kidding.

sukuna will never ever admit that he cuddles, much less enjoys them, but he does.

he never initiates cuddles. it’s no good for his pride, so you’ll have to be the one to ask, and even then, he won’t agree right away. you have to do some convincing in order to persuade him to cuddle with you.

he acts like it’s such a pain, but secretly he’s pleased.

there is absolutely no way sukuna will be a little spoon. don’t even try it. he’s too prideful to even consider being the small spoon, so if you’re spooning, he’s definitely the big spoon.

his favorite cuddling position is with you on his lap. when you ask to cuddle and do some groveling, he’ll loop his hand around your wrist and harshly tug on it until you stumble and fall into his lap. he sarcastically asks if you’re happy now while you shift around to get comfortable sitting on top of him. you snuggle into his chest, pleased, and reply yes.

he probably likes it when you run your hands through his hair as you’re cuddling. your fingers gently detangling any knots you come across as your nails lightly scratch at his scalp.

sukuna will vehemently deny that he likes it if you ask him, but if you stop, he gets so grumpy. he’ll sit there scowling until you resume playing with his hair.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen x reader #celeste.scribs #celeste.adores #adoring.fushiguro #adoring.gojo #adoring.itadori #adoring.nanami #adoring.sukuna

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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Nanami Kento and Satoru Gojo with a short s/o? I like being tinier than people and they are the ideal height for towering over me and making me feel small and cute!

— gojo and nanami with a shorter s/o

note: hi hi hi thank u for the suggestion!! i hope u don’t mind that the headcanons are for a shorter s/o rather than a short s/o.

ft. gojo satoru and nanami kento

warning: gn!reader, shorter/short s/o

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— gojo satoru.

we all know that this man is such a shithead (affectionate).

he loves the height difference between the two of you and frequently brings it up.

honestly it wouldn’t even matter if you were only the slightest bit shorter than him. he will lord it over your head.

gojo relentlessly teases you for it.

he’s the type to rest his arm on top of your head and excitedly exclaim how you’re the perfect height for an armrest.

punch him in the gut for that.

gojo definitely places everything on the highest shelf so when you’re struggling to reach for it, he can swoop in and grab it for you.

wait.......i can see gojo bending down until he’s eye level with you and cooing how cute you are with a large smile. bastard!!!!!!

manspreads when you’re sitting next to each other. he claims that his limbs are much longer than yours and therefore he needs more space. he’s so infuriating.

he typically shortens his strides for you, but sometimes when he’s feeling extra playful, he’ll walk normally and leave you to trail after him much to your annoyance.

when you start pouting and yell at gojo to stop being an ass, he turns around and says “forgot your legs were shorter than mine,” with faux innocence. you know behind his stupid blindfold, his eyes are full of mirth.

gojo teases you for your height, but he’d never make you feel bad about it.

he adores the fact that he’s taller than you.

— nanami kento.

nanami doesn’t make a big deal about your height difference.

but that’s not to say there aren’t certain things regarding your difference in height that he enjoys.

he really likes the way his clothing drapes off of your body.

normally he doesn’t really pay much mind to how much taller he is than you, but he becomes acutely aware of that fact whenever he sees the way his clothing engulfs your body.

affection blooms in nanami’s chest when he sees how the sleeves of his shirt hang loosely past your fingertips.

his expression softens when you’re out together and you’re just chattering away. of course nanami is attentively listening to what you’re saying, but he’ll glance down at you and can’t help but think of how small you are in comparison to him.

oh my gosh wait.... guard dog nanami.

some unfortunate soul tries to flirt with you and nanami will simply appear behind you with a calm but menacing aura.

they scurry away quickly, but they can’t understand how someone as small and cute as you could be connected to someone as tall and intimidating as nanami.

anyways nanami doesn’t really care about your height difference, but he must admit that it’s rather endearing how much shorter you are than him.

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #celeste.scribs #celeste.adores #adoring.nanami #adoring.gojo #mailbox #love.anon

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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headcanons for y/n making gojo, nanami, yuji, megumi, inumaki and yuuta put on the cat ears 🐱 you could write other characters too if u want i just have Men™️ on the brain

— meow for me!

note: thank you for the suggestion!! i hope u like these!! it’s the first time i’ve written anything for inumaki and yuuta and i hope it turned out okay <3333

ft. fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, inumaki toge, itadori yuuji, nanami kento, okkotsu yuuta.

warning: gn!reader, i envisioned prequel!yuuta while writing this, silly fluff

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— fushiguro megumi.

fushiguro gives you a deadpan look as soon as you ask. “no,” he says flatly, prompting you to release a long drawn out call of his name. “megumi, pretty please? you would make the prettiest cat boy ever!” do you think that would convince him? fushiguro doesn’t exactly care for being a cat boy, like at all. “no,” he repeats again. with a raised brow, he asks you “why do you want me to wear them so badly?” you fold your arms over your chest and huff. he thinks you resemble a child right now. “i thought this pair i bought would look cute on you.” you raise your arm, dangling the headband for fushiguro to see. is this what it’s like to be in love? he sighs heavily before replying, “fine, i’ll wear them.” your mood changes in the blink of an eye and you bound up to fushiguro with a pleased expression. “thanks, megumi! you’re going to look so pretty, i promise.”

— gojo satoru.

gojo all too gleefully agrees to your request, but only if he gets something in return. you roll your eyes because of course satoru wants something so you cautiously ask him what it is that he wants. he thinks for a moment before a stupid grin stretches across his face. “you have to wear cat ears too! oh, and i also want you to make me cookies!” truthfully, you were expecting something a little more humiliating so this was a surprise. “deal,” you say before putting the cat ears on top of his head. you go find your other pair and put it on; when you come back, gojo coos that you look utterly adorable. he proceeds to take a bunch of selfies of the two of you together and spams them in his group-chat with his students.

— inumaki toge.

inumaki’s brows furrow as he processes your question. you sit next to him, rocking from side to side as you eagerly wait for his answer. you want him to put on cat ears? he chances a glance at your hands, which are clutching a thin silver headband with soft fluffy cat ears glued to the top of it. “sooo, do you wanna put them on, toge?” you hold out the headband towards him. inumaki gives you a nod and takes the cat ears from your outstretched hand. “salmon,” he replies before slipping them on. when he turns back to you, you’re already looking at him with a large grin. “wanna go steal one of nobara’s skirts to wear with it?”

— itadori yuuji.

itadori tilts his head, a confused expression plastered across his face. you can envision the question mark looming over his head. “what?” you fondly smile; it’s unfair how adorable he is without even trying to be. “i said, will you put these cat ears on for me?” he takes a look at them; they look comfortable with how fluffy they are. “sure!” he tilts his head to the ground to let you place them on top of his head. he was right, the headband is comfortable. itadori runs a hand through the fuzziness of the cat ears, curious how it can be so soft. “you look great, yuuji! let me take a pic of you.” he poses, letting you snap as many shots as you want. (you make one of them your new lockscreen.)

— nanami kento.

nanami refuses. the moment that nanami looks up from his book and sees what you’re clutching in your hands, he says “no” before going back to reading once more. he ignores your loud huff of air and flips to the next page of his novel. however, when you decide to seat yourself directly on his lap, nanami marks his page and sets aside his book. “please, kento? you would look so cute.” you’re pouting and nanami can feel his resolve crumbling to dust. “no pictures. i don’t need satoru somehow finding out about this.” nanami decides that it’s not too bad putting on the cat ears if he gets to see you smile so brightly.

— okkotsu yuuta.

he flushes. did he hear you correctly? well, he must have, judging by the sound of your loud laughter following his reaction. “c’mon, yuuta,” you lean further into his space, batting your eyelashes up at him. you’re delighted by the distinct crimson that stains his pale cheeks. “you can be my cute lil catboy!” he raises both of his hands as if he can ward you off (not that he wants you further away from him; it’s just that he’s still unused to the way you can be so bold at times.) “uh, s-sure.” the words come stumbling out, and at the sound of his agreement, you’re moving closer. despite your high energy at the moment, your hands are gentle as you place the cat ears on top of his head. “i was right! you really are the cutest, yuuta.” he feels like his face is on fire now.

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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— a taste of heaven

aka soft headcanons

note: yeah im yearning and im incredibly soft for them T_T

ft. fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, nanami kento, nobara kugisaki

warning: fluff

part two

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FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

fushiguro leaves his door unlocked at night just in case if you want to see him. he knows that sometimes you have a hard time sleeping so he’s picked up the habit of having his door closed, but unlocked. he’s a light sleeper so when you quietly knock and push open his door, he already has his covers lifted for you to crawl under.

you may think he’s not really paying attention, but fushiguro mentally notes all of the important dates and events you talk about. he doesn’t make a huge deal about it and will simply ask how it went. you’re surprised that he even remembers since you only mentioned it offhandedly.

he likes laying his head in your lap. the feel of your hand in fushiguro’s hair is relaxing and releases any tension in his body. he takes his time admiring you from this angle and thinks about how lucky he is to have you in his life.

GOJO SATORU

gojo brings you trinkets from places he goes to. most of the time they’re incredibly random and gojo will provide silly explanations as to why he bought them for you, but it warms your heart that he thought of you.

he’ll send you selfies throughout the day, letting you know what he’s up to. normally, gojo will rope his students into taking a group selfie for you. they all adore you and frequently ask gojo how you’re doing.

gojo’s the type to smear whipped cream on your your face just because he likes the way you scrunch your nose up in response. you’ll attempt to get him back, but he’s too quick and will dodge you, resulting in you pouting. he will openly coo and tease that you look cute when you’re upset.

ITADORI YUUJI

itadori is happy to do anything you want. and not in the way where he begrudgingly goes along with what you want to do, but he is genuinely excited to partake in your hobbies. if it makes you happy, it makes him happy.

it’s not uncommon for itadori to give you flowers. it doesn’t matter if he’s taking you out on a date or not, he’ll just surprise you with a bouquet. with a big smile, he’ll ramble and tell you what each of the flowers mean according to the florist that helped him pick them out.

he brags about you. itadori is completely enamored by you and unconsciously brings you up in nearly every conversation he has with others. if you haven’t met them yet, fushiguro and nobara feel like they already know you well enough through itadori’s starry-eyed talks about you.

NANAMI KENTO

nanami loves coming home to you. there is nothing more satisfying than seeing your face after a long day at work. if you’re cooking dinner in the kitchen, nanami will come up behind, wrap his arms around you and press a soft kiss to your neck.

he’s capable of tying his tie himself, but nanami prefers it when you do it for him. a crease forms in between your brows and your tongue slightly juts out as you concentrate on how to properly loop his tie. nanami finds it to be incredibly endearing and after you’re done, he’ll press a kiss to your forehead and murmur a soft thank you.

when he’s teetering the line between being awake and being asleep, nanami barely registers your hands gently slipping off his glasses. he’ll crack his eyes open, making out your blurry outline, and give you a small drowsy smile before drifting off entirely.

NOBARA KUGISAKI

nobara frequently drags you all over the city on your days off so you can explore together. she loves going on shopping dates in which you pick out outfits for each other and try them on in a little fashion show. if you ask how you look, she’ll say “obviously you look great, i did pick out your outfit.”

she’s a HUGE fan of couple things. nobara has taste though and wrinkles her nose at the cheesy matching couples shirts that she sees stores selling. she prefers items that are a little more subtle, resulting in the matching necklaces you two share.

she loves photo booths. while you two are out and about, nobara will drag you into a photo booth to take pictures together. the first few in the strip of photos are cute and silly while the last one is a sweet picture of you kissing. she pins it on her wall later that day.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #itadori x reader #gojo x reader #nanami x reader #fushiguro x reader #nobara x reader #celeste.adores #adoring.itadori #adoring.gojo #adoring.nanami #adoring.fushiguro #adoring.nobara #celeste.scribs

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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— in your arms

note: i love them all!! so!! much!!

ft. fushiguro megumi, itadori yuuji, nanami kento

warning: gn!reader, reader is lifted, fluff

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— fushiguro megumi.

hugs with fushiguro are so soft. he likes keeping the PDA to a minimum, so with the exception of right before missions, hugs normally take place in the privacy of one of your rooms. he cares for you so much, but sometimes the words get all jumbled up together and when he tries to open up his mouth to tell you, the words don’t come out. so everything that fushiguro finds himself unable to tell you, he shows through his actions. he’s a little awkward sometimes, a little stiff and a little too rigid, but as time passes, he’ll relax into the embrace. his arms hang around your hips, and he slips his hands underneath your shirt to place them somewhere on your lower back. you two will just stay like that for awhile, gently rocking back and forth as fushiguro traces meaningless shapes into the heat of your skin. hugging fushiguro is sweet and soft. within his arms, you can feel all of the unspoken words he’s never been able to say to you. hugs with fushiguro are reminders of how much you mean to him.

— itadori yuuji.

hugs with itadori are silly. he probably doesn’t even realize it, but he greets you with a hug every single time he sees you. the moment itadori sees you, his eyes light up and his lips curl up into a grin as he jogs over to where you are, immediately sweeping you up into a hug. his arms are tight around your middle as he swings you off of the ground and in a circle. his face is tucked into your neck as he holds you, unaware of how his lips ghosting over your skin tickles. even when itadori stops swinging you around and your feet touch the ground, he doesn’t release his hold on you. his hands firmly remain in their place on your hips as he watches you, mesmerized by the laughter he was able to elicit from you. it’s infectious and soon enough, itadori’s laughing along with you, unsure of what the two of you are even laughing about. hugs from itadori are able to make you smile even on your worst days. they’re a reminder of how much he cares for you, how much he loves you. the space carved out for you in itadori’s arms is safe.

— nanami kento.

hugs with nanami are rare. nanami typically opts for other ways to show his affection, but somehow he knows exactly when you need a hug from him. he can read it in your expression, and nanami will simply stop whatever he’s doing and make his way over to you. he lets you rest your head against his chest as he gently engulfs you in a hug. his hold around your frame is loose at first. nanami only tightens his grip when he feels you wrap your arms around him and squeeze his frame. he leans his head to rest against yours as he slowly begins to rub gentle circles through the material of your shirt. despite the obvious strength that nanami possesses, every single one of his touches is overwhelmingly soft. it’s quiet besides the steady rhythm of nanami’s heartbeat thumping beneath your ear. the silence doesn’t bother either of you. nanami will hold you for as long you want him to, for as long as you need him to. hugging nanami feels like all of your jagged and broken edges are slowly being mended back together. warmth emanates from his body and within his strong and sturdy arms, you feel like you can finally breathe. hugging nanami feels like coming home.

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk x reader #fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #celeste.scribs #celeste.adores #adoring.fushiguro #adoring.itadori #adoring.nanami

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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— CAUSE YOU’RE NEVER COMING BACK DOWN. YOU BELONG TO THE STARS IN THE CLOUDS.

aka their reaction to you dying

note: i was thinkin’ about this and had to write it

ft. fushiguro megumi, gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, kugisaki nobara, nanami kento.

warning: angst, character death

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— fushiguro megumi.

fushiguro needs to be alone. he feels like he’s being suffocated when his friends question how he’s doing or offer their condolences with a pitiful look. he hates it. hates how their eyes follow his form, hates how they try so hard to catch a glimpse of his crumbling mental state through his stoic facade. so he locks himself away in his room. he needs to quiet his mind, but his thoughts are racing. fushiguro can’t breathe. he can’t think. how? how did this happen? he’s lost so much already, why must he lose more? why did he have to lose you?

— gojo satoru.

on the outside, gojo appears unaffected by your death. he makes his usual dumb remarks and continues to be as self-confident as ever. on the inside though, gojo is forcing himself to keep it together. the way he copes is by pretending. pretending he’s okay, pretending that your death didn’t hurt as much as others expected it to. he has to. it’s the burden he carries as the strongest. for him to mourn your death in front of prying eyes would be considered weak, and gojo is anything but weak. but gojo can’t help but think what’s the point in being the strongest if you can’t save the ones you love?

— itadori yuuji.

itadori blames himself. he could’ve done so. much. more. for you. he’s sukuna’s vessel for heaven’s sake. itadori struggles with the fact that he won’t be able to save everyone, but slowly he’s been coming to terms with it. your death sets him back again. he spirals, thoughts all revolving around what he could’ve done. but itadori plasters on a grin that seems too forced and too wide for his face so he won’t worry anyone. that’s the last thing he wants right now. and despite what others tell him, itadori knows he could’ve saved you if only he wasn’t so weak.

— kugisaki nobara.

she’s angry. she is so fucking furious. it’s not fair. out of everyone on this stupid planet, how come you had to die? how come someone so earnestly good had to die and not some awful piece of shit instead? nobara is angry at everything right now. she’s quick to react and lash out when gojo or itadori attempt to lighten the mood and joke around. how can they act that way when you’re dead now? and nobara is so angry at you. you were supposed to live a long life together and you got yourself killed. but as angry as nobara is, she’s devastated more than anything. all she wants is you to come back to her.

— nanami kento.

he’s composed. death is nothing new to nanami, but that doesn’t mean it hurts any less. in this line of work, he knew it was best to not get involved with another, especially another sorcerer, but you managed to create a space for yourself close to his heart. he can’t stand the oppressive silence that greets him when he comes home now. the little reminders of you scattered throughout what was once your shared home pains nanami, but he can’t bring himself to get rid of any of your belongings. nanami’s weary and so tired of everything, but he forces himself to continue on. he knows you wouldn’t want him to wallow in grief.

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ukeishin · 3 years

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-ˏˋ PRETTY BOY! ˊˎ-

their reaction when you call them “pretty boy.”

note: pretty boy is one of my fav nicknames to call a boyfie <3

ft. hanamaki takahiro, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, oikawa tooru

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— hanamaki takahiro.

hanamaki thinks you’re playing around at first when you slip it into your conversation. he laughs and brushes it off before attempting to move onto a different topic, but you won’t let him. you notice how he doesn’t acknowledge the nickname so you pause the conversation and tell him that “you know, you’re a pretty boy right, hiro?” he gives you a sheepish grin and rubs the back of his head before replying: “nope, but i guess now i do.” you let out a hmph before taking hanamaki’s face into your hands and telling him for a second time that he’s a pretty boy.

— iwaizumi hajime.

iwaizumi flushes deeply. he wouldn’t really consider himself to be someone who’s “pretty.” he’s overheard people call him hot or handsome even, but never pretty. he manages an awkward tentative “t-thanks?” in response, prompting you to laugh. “you’re pretty, hajime,” you smile, leaning closer to him until he can feel your breath fan across his face, “and i’ll tell you everyday until you believe it.” iwaizumi didn’t think he could blush anymore until you said that. he hides his face in your neck, hoping that you can’t see the way his ears are tinged red, and mutters that you’re the pretty one.

— matsukawa issei.

matsukawa’s brows quirk up when the nickname falls from your lips. it takes him a moment to realize what you’ve said. “you think i’m pretty?” he teases with a lazy grin on his face. he circles an arm around your waist to draw you nearer, causing your chest to be flush with his. “prettiest boy i know,” you shoot right back at him, hooking your arms around his neck. he squeezes your hip with one of his large palms and presses a kiss against your forehead. matsukawa would never say that he’s a pretty boy, but he won’t argue if you do.

— oikawa tooru.

oikawa agrees with you. his eyes brighten the moment you utter the endearment and he gives you a wide grin. placing a hand on his chest, oikawa releases a deep exaggerated sigh before he says, “i am a pretty boy, aren’t i?” but his charming smile morphs into a more sincere one, brimming with fondness, when you emphasize that he’s your pretty boy. oikawa then tosses his arms around your neck, whining about how it’s unfair of you to be so cute.

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #hanamaki x reader #iwaizumi x reader #matsukawa x reader #oikawa x reader #hanamaki takahiro x reader #iwaizumi hajime x reader #matsukawa issei x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #celeste.scribs #celeste.adores #adoring.hanamaki #adoring.iwaizumi #adoring.matsukawa #adoring.oikawa

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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text messages with poly!itafushi

sosososoos self-indulgent

fushiguro megumi x gn!reader x itadori yuuji

cursing

#jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #itadori x reader #fushiguro x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #fushiguro x reader x itadori #fushiguro megumi x reader x itadori yuuji #jujutsu kaisen smau #jjk smau #celeste.scribs #celeste.adores #adoring.itadori #adoring.fushiguro

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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the ice cream is much appreciated on a day as sweltering as today. sweat beads at your hairline and your loose t-shirt clings to your sticky skin. sitting in the shade of the umbrella offers protection from the sun, though it does nothing about the awful simmering heat.

“say ahh, megumi.”

you hold a spoonful of your ice cream in the air and open your mouth to imitate a child. across the table, megumi appears to be wholly unimpressed with your antics. he’s dressed more casually today - just a pair of dark athletic shorts and a faded, old t-shirt - and he’s still the most beautiful boy you’ve ever seen, but then again, you always find megumi beautiful.

“no,” he flatly responds.

a childish pout forms on your lips. with the back of your hand, you hastily swipe at your forehead. you wrinkle your nose in mild disgust at how slick your hand is afterwards.

“c’mon, ‘gumi. i know you want some,” you say in a sing-songy voice. you rhythmically swing your hand back and forth, attempting to persuade megumi into letting you feed him.

“i’m not going to let you feed me.”

megumi scrunches his nose as if the mere thought offends him. your pout deepens as the ice cream begins to melt in your spoon.

“fine, buzzkill. i can’t believe you hate me,” you huff.

before a drop of it can hit the table, you quickly stick the spoon in your mouth and let the ice cream dissolve on your tongue. ah, delicious. ice cream was really just what you needed on a day like this.

“you’re dramatic,” megumi says with a sigh. you shrug your shoulders while eating another bite of the cold treat, you can’t deny that.

he leans forward the slightest bit and opens his mouth. you blink. your eyes light up as a pleased grin stretches across your cheeks.

“say ahh, ‘gumi,” you tease, swaying the spoon back and forth. scarlet crawls up his neck, peeking through the collar of t-shirt.

“do you want to feed me or not?”

megumi’s lips tighten into a straight line as you laugh at his expense. your laughter is raucous and grating, but megumi enjoys the sound all the same. he only wishes you weren’t laughing at him.

“sorry, baby. you’re just too cute sometimes.”

a genuine smile forms on your lips and megumi resists the urge to duck his head down. megumi has no clue how you can be so open with your affections. it’s more than embarrassing at times, but megumi wouldn’t change it. a small part of him likes it. (lies, a large part of him loves it.)

“just feed me already,” he grumbles. he pointedly ignores the knowing look sparkling in your eyes and wraps his lips around the spoon when you offer it to him.

“another?”

you innocently ask as you hold up another spoonful of ice cream right after megumi’s swallowed.

“just one more and that’s it.”

your eyes glitter with amusement.

“okay.”

(megumi begrudgingly allows you to feed him the rest of your ice cream.)

#fushiguro megumi + spoon feeding #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #jjk scenarios #fushiguro x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #fushiguro fluff #celeste.scribs #celeste.adores #adoring.fushiguro #flower.shop: violets.#flower.shop

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ukeishin · 3 years

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— “this edible ain’t shit.”

- note: this is based off of those tik toks where one character tweets that “this edible ain’t shit” and then proceeds to confess something in their next tweet! im thinking of making a jjk version or an aot one, but we’ll see lol

- ft. hinata shoyo, kageyama tobio, nishinoya yuu, tanaka ryuunosuke, tsukishima kei, yamaguchi tadashi

- warning: weed mention

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#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smau #haikyuu x you #haikyuuu imagine #haikyuu scenarios #hinata x reader #kageyama x reader #nishinoya x reader #tanaka x reader #tsukishima x reader #yamaguchi x reader #celeste.adores #adoring.hinata #adoring.kageyama #adoring.nishinoya #adoring.tanaka #adoring.tsukishima #adoring.yamaguchi #celeste.scribs

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itadorisgf · 3 years

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Hello! I dont know if your event is already full or not because your last update was a few hours ago. If it still has a slot for one more, may i please request megumi touching you (not in a sexual way, just like platonically / romantically) to get your attention? I think this was from the first promt. Thankyou!

— fushiguro megumi + touching you to get your attention

⤷ anonymous asked: Hello! I don't know if your event is already full or not because your last update was a few hours ago. If it still has a slot for one more, may i please request megumi touching you (not in a sexual way, just like platonically / romantically) to get your attention? I think this was from the first prompt. Thank you!

note: this turned into a whole fic…the part where gumi touches you to grab your attention is rather brief, but i still hope u like this!!

ft. fushiguro megumi

warning: gn!reader, second-year!reader, fluff, blood, pre-relationship so pining!reader

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You are going to kill Gojo-Sensei.

Your mouth flattens into a tight line, brows pinching together to form a deep crease, as your grip on your phone tightens. The bright image pulled up on the screen of your handheld device is the cause for your ire. It’s one of a series of images that Gojo-Sensei has sent to your group chat with your fellow Second-Years of Fushiguro Megumi looking worse for wear. Though the images are all rather blurry, you can clearly make out the injured state Fushiguro’s in: his uniform is dirtied and his face is scraped up with what looks like fresh blood streaming down from his hairline. You’re sure Maki will get a kick of Fushiguro getting his ass handed to him, but you’re more concerned about Fushiguro’s current physical state.

He must not be too severely injured if Gojo-Sensei is texting you Second-Years pictures of Fushiguro all beaten up. This should help alleviate your stress, but it doesn’t. Your gut still churns uncomfortably at the thought, at the image, of Fushiguro injured, seriously or not.

You exit the images to view the chat. You roll your eyes at Gojo’s text message, which accompanies the many pictures he sent of Fushiguro.

Gojo-Sensei: Look who got beat up!!!

As a teacher, he really shouldn’t sound so thrilled at the prospect of his student getting injured, but then again, Gojo-Sensei’s not exactly a respectable teacher in your eyes. Your eyes scan the rest of the messages from your classmates. Given the time difference, you would guess that Yūta is most likely busy with his day right now all the way on the other side of the world, hence his lack of response. You make a mental note to shoot him a text soon and check in on him. You know Yūta well enough to know that he’s probably running himself ragged. Toge’s in the middle of a mission right now, which only leaves Panda and Maki available to reply to Gojo-Sensei’s message.

You were correct in your assumption that Maki would be pleased with the pictures, her text asking if Gojo-Sensei managed to get a video of Fushiguro getting beat up. Panda echoes that sentiment by responding with arrows pointing upward underneath Maki’s text. Your thumbs hover over your keyboard, contemplating if you should reply or ignore the chat.

“Is Fushiguro alright?” You hit send before you can overthink and toss your phone onto your nightstand. When your phone loudly pings, you scramble in the dark to grab it, unlocking your phone to view the response. You flip onto your stomach, burying your face into your pillow with a loud muffled groan.

Maki: Aw, are you worried about your lover boy?

You should’ve never confided in Maki about your small crush on Fushiguro. Well, it’s not like you were the one to bring it up. When Maki had casually slipped into your conversation that it’s gross how much you resemble a lovesick puppy around Fushiguro, you were taken aback and attempted to refute her observation. However, your best friend knows you like the back of her hand and bluntly stated that it’s obvious you’re pining for Fushiguro. You winced when she told you that. Was it really that obvious? The pointed look she gave you in return confirmed that yes, it was that obvious. Luckily for you, Fushiguro is one of the densest people you know when it comes to the realm of romance so to your knowledge, he’s still completely clueless to your feelings.

Your classmates all know of your feelings for the First-Year, but they don’t meddle in your love life. The most they do is tease you or give you knowing looks, which you brush off as quickly as you can while you try to rein in the resulting heat that floods your face. No, it’s not your classmates you have to worry about. It’s your idiot of a Sensei who has nothing better to do with his life than to concern himself with his students’ love lives despite being the strongest Sorcerer there is. If you could, you’d sock him right in the gut for the number of times he’s attempted to push you and Fushiguro together. The awkwardness that came from those experiences still makes you want to crawl into a hole whenever you think about it for too long.

The vibration of your phone in your hand draws you out of your thoughts. You grimace when you read the text message.

Gojo-Sensei: Don’t worry!!!! Your lover boy is alright, but I bet he’d feel better if you checked in on him. ;)

You can clearly envision Gojo-Sensei’s glee on the other end of the phone. The man feeds off of embarrassing his students. You opt not to respond anymore, clicking out of the application and turning off your phone. Gently placing your phone onto your night stand, you tug your comforter up to your chin and close your eyes for the night.

Perhaps, you will check in on Fushiguro later.

“Oi, quit zoning out.”

You groan in pain when Maki sharply jabs you in the stomach with the end of her wooden bo staff. She gives you an unamused look when you toss a harsh glare her way.

“I’m not zoning out,” you mutter, readjusting your grip on your respective staff to continue the light sparring session you and Maki are engaging in. She doesn’t bother to restrain herself from rolling her eyes as she counters your strike, easily knocking your staff out of your hands. You’re quick in your attempt to grab your staff again, but Maki cleanly sweeps your legs out from under you, sending you crashing face first in the dirt.

“Right, and Mai and I have a wonderful relationship,” She sarcastically says, digging one end of her bo staff into the ground and leaning her weight against it. “He’s fine, you know? You shouldn’t worry so much about him. You should be more worried about me kicking your ass.”

You loudly whine when Maki brings him up and flop onto your back to gaze up at her. “Who said I’m worried about Fushiguro?” You childishly huff, propping yourself up and leaning back onto your forearms. Your expression scrunches up in distaste as dirt uncomfortably sticks to your sweaty skin.

Though you’re attempting to deny it, of course, you’re worried about Fushiguro. Although Maki already knows how you feel about the First-Year, you’d rather skirt around the subject and pretend that you’re much better at hiding your emotions than you actually are.

“Who said anything about Fushiguro?” Maki innocently cocks a brow, but smirks to herself as you murmur a low fuck underneath your breath. Damn, you walked right into that one.

“I hate you, you know that?” You deadpan, staring straight into Maki’s eyes.

“Yeah, I hate you too.”

The corner of your lips twitch up into a hint of grin as Maki offers you a hand, pulling you up onto your feet.

You wrap up your training session not long after that since Maki claimed that she didn’t see the point in continuing to spar if you’re not going to give it your all. “There’s no fun in beating someone over and over again,” she sighed as you were knocked to the ground for what felt like the hundredth time that day. You gave her a half-hearted glare in response to that comment.

Freshly showered, you’re now lounging on one of the benches placed near the dorms, occupying your time by scrolling through social media. You try to convince yourself that you’re hanging around outside because you want to enjoy how nice the day is, but you, and everyone else, know better. Fushiguro, and presumably Gojo-Sensei, should be coming back from their mission soon. Although you know that Fushiguro wasn’t seriously injured, you also know that the tight coil of worry in your stomach won’t go away until you see it with your own eyes that Fushiguro is, indeed, okay.

“Senpai?” The sudden noise startles you and you scramble to sit up straight. You unconsciously smooth out the creases in your clothing as you meet the eyes of the person who called you.

“Fushiguro,” you breathe out, relief heavily laced in your voice. You push yourself off the bench to stand on your feet and quickly scan his form for injuries, brows furrowing when you see the numerous bandages littering his face. It’s only when Fushiguro shifts underneath your intense gaze that you realize how long you must have spent staring at his face. Great, now he’s going to think you’re some sort of creep, you think to yourself. “H-how are you feeling?”

You internally wince at your slight fumbling over your words. You’re just glad nobody else is around to witness this encounter, Gojo-Sensei and Maki would find way too much delight in your distress.

Fushiguro brings a hand up to rub at the back of his neck. A hint of redness seeps out from underneath his bandages, staining his cheeks, as he reflects on how badly his simple retrieval mission turned out. He’ll leave it up to Gojo-Sensei to explain to your class about Itadori and how he’s Sukuna’s new vessel. He wonders how you all will take it.

“I’m fine, Senpai,” he replies, grimacing as the pads of his fingertips run along the gauzy material of the bandage firmly wrapped around his head. Heat floods his cheeks when he looks up to see the genuine concern in your expression. Fushiguro’s thankful that the bandage on his cheek manages to partially conceal the flush of his skin. “Really.” He adds on for extra emphasis. You still look unconvinced, but you nod along as if you actually believe Fushiguro’s words.

“Well, that’s a relief. I was worried about you when Gojo-Sensei sent us those pictures of you all bloodied up,” you say with a sheepish grin.

“You were worried about me?” Fushiguro questions with a slight raise of his brow.

Oh fuck. For a moment, you say nothing: frozen completely still as your brain attempts to process the fact that you just told Fushiguro, to his face, that you were concerned about his well-being. Maybe, he’d interpret your words in a friendly way. Perhaps, he would think that you were just being a good upperclassman and looking out for him. If you were lucky, Fushiguro would think nothing of your comment.

“Senpai?” A sudden weight on your shoulder pulls you out of your internal panicking. Fushiguro’s hand lightly rests on your shoulder as a concerned expression lies on his face. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Fushiguro,” you assure him. There’s still a slight frown in place, crinkling the bandage stuck on the corner of Fushiguro’s mouth. You inhale deeply in order to muster up as much courage as you can for what you’re going to do next. “I promise.” Your voice softens as you gently place your palm over the back of Fushiguro’s hand.

Fushiguro stills underneath your touch and you have to restrain yourself from giggling at the intense redness that floods his cheeks. His flush deepens even more when you find yourself unable to completely suppress your amusement, your quiet laughter filling the air. He’s quick to draw his hand off of your shoulder to rest by his side.

“Good. I’m going to go rest in my dorm now. See you later, Senpai.” His words nearly slur together with how fast Fushiguro spits them out. You don’t even have the opportunity to say goodbye in return as Fushiguro swiftly turns around and rushes inside of the dorm building.

He’s awfully cute when he’s flustered, you muse. A silly grin crosses your face unconsciously as you attempt to sear the image of Fushiguro blushing into your memory. Maybe, your feelings aren’t as unrequited as you think.

“Ah, young love.”

You jolt, spinning around to face the owner of the voice. Your grin falls as soon as you make eye contact with the individual.

“Gojo-Sensei,” you deadpan. Your brow twitches in annoyance at his elated expression. Knowing him, he probably eavesdropped on your entire conversation with Fushiguro. “If you took any pictures or videos, I am going to kill you.”

His grin only widens at that.

“Too late.”

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Noritoshi and sitting on the other's lap !! Your event post is so cute !!!

— kamo noritoshi + sitting on the other’s lap

⤷ anonymous asked: Noritoshi and sitting on the other's lap !! Your event post is so cute !!!

note: thank you so much! this is my first time writing for noritoshi so i hope i manage to do him justice!

ft. kamo noritoshi

warning: gn!reader, fluff

⤷ the flower shop

“This is rather unbecoming behavior for the future clan head.”

You loudly snort at Noritoshi’s deadpan expression. The corners of his lips curve down into a slight frown at the sound of your obvious amusement. He barely cracks his dark eyes open to glare at you; you can easily make out the distaste swimming within them for this unforeseen turn of events.

“Nobody’s around to see you partake in such unbecoming behavior, Toshi.”

His frown deepens at your mocking tone whereas you seem positively delighted with his visible distress. He closes his eyes once more and turns his head away from you. Noritoshi valiantly attempts to recompose himself, but his eyes twitch in faint annoyance at the sound of you snickering at his behavior.

“You worry too much.” Your laughter no longer rings throughout the space. Instead, your voice softens as you lightly knock your head against the side of Noritoshi’s jaw. “Besides, you can’t lie to me and say that you aren’t super comfy right now,” you tease, grinning up at your boyfriend: seated on top of your lap, Noritoshi simply responds with a heavy sigh.

Honestly, you’re not really sure how you successfully managed to get Noritoshi, your Noritoshi, to sit on your lap. He’s always so concerned with abiding by clan rules and expectations, but he somehow failed to notice how you were subtly maneuvering his lanky frame to rest on top of your thighs while he was listening to you recount the events of your most recent mission. By the time you had finished your story and trailed off at the end, Noritoshi was mildly shocked to realize that his weight was no longer on the plush of the couch’s cushions, but rather your legs.

As much as Noritoshi wishes he could refute your statement, he can’t.

Albeit rigid, Noritoshi takes pride in how he carries himself. As expected of the heir to his clan, Noritoshi’s posture is always perfect. His peers often poke fun at his expense, commenting on how stiff he is and how it seems that he’s never been relaxed a day in his life. Though if they saw him right now, they’d take back their previous statements because, despite his best efforts, Noritoshi can feel himself leaning into you.

Your entire body is warm, most likely from the heat of the shower that you’ve just taken. Your arms are loosely wrapped around his middle, fingers mindlessly fiddling with the excess fabric of his school uniform. He would never voice it out loud, but Noritoshi thinks that the plush of the couch’s cushions cannot compare to the plush of your thighs beneath him.

He opens his eyes to look your way. His expression betrays nothing, but he’s mildly surprised to see that your eyes were already watching him. Truthfully, it shouldn’t shock Noritoshi, but something about the way you look at him always makes him a little flustered. Perhaps, it’s the unbridled affection that shines within your eyes; something that Noritoshi is unfamiliar with for the most part. In those moments, there is no mistaking the love you hold for him. Though he doesn’t often voice it out loud, Noritoshi cherishes how that look is reserved for only him.

“You are right,” he relents. A grin creeps up your face as he continues. “I must admit that this position is rather comfortable.”

A grunt escapes him when you tighten your grip around his waist. “You’re too cute, Toshi.”

Much to his dismay, a pink flush floods Noritoshi’s cheeks upon hearing your compliment. Despite his embarrassment, the corners of his lips curve up into a small smile. Turning his neck to rest his cheek against the top of your head, Noritoshi gently places a hand on your back.

“You are the cute one, love.”

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