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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BEST COOKIE EVER CONCEIVED ON THIS EARTH!!!!!!!! WHIPPED CREAM COOKIE <3
HIS RELEASE DATE WAS 27/03/2018, RELEASED WITH THE BEST LAND IN COOKIE RUN OVENBREAK, TWISTED MAZE GROVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He is now six years old, being as old as the average grade schooler now. Wish him a happy birthday, please.
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Mite Mischief
《What happens when two entities invite themselves to meet a vigilantes s/o..?》
[1/2]
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Nite-Mite Ver
"AAAAHHH! Help! It's a giant.. Floating.. Tiny Nightwing?"
You slowly fall to your knees after panicking. Seeing the small fella float close to you, you shrink in on yourself shyly. Watching him float around you, analyzing you...
Meeting you was not what Dyxl expected!
You were strange... Unfamiliar, sure. Nite-Mite knew of Richard Graysons' love interests in the past comic issues or alternative storylines.
Maybe you were a new character implemented by the authors?
"SO..."
"S-so...?"
The small creature sat on the desk chair of your room. Eyeing you carefully. While you sat nervously on your bed, half-expecting to wake up. "You must be the newbie! Or, more so.. For this plot. The love-."
You notice there's a knocking on your bedroom door.
"(Y/N)? Everything okay?" Dick calls out, half-way yawning.
You immediately grab a hold of the small individual, holding him close to your chest as you look for a place to hide him.
"Yeah-! Uhm.. I.. Thought I saw a mouse?"
There was silence from the vigilante, considering your words. "That so'?"
"Mhm, yup. Yes..?" You breathe out, getting closer to the door. Thankful it was locked. The vigilante heard your movements and sighed. "Oh.. Good! W-well, I mean- that you're okay! Not the mouse part."
You laugh it off quietly, agreeing as he finally leaves your door and heads back to his room. You sigh in relief as you slowly sink back to the floor.
You lean back against the door, head banging against as you wince!
"Ouch! That's gotta' hurt.." Your eyes widen as you look down at your small visitor who sat on your lap. Chilling out as if he didn't have a single care in the world.
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"I think you have the wrong person.." You mumble quietly under your breath. Watching Nite-Mite buzz around your room as he grins at you.
"Nope!"
"But! I'm not exactly his.. Ya' know..?" You make a gesture as your face scrunched up. The words too sour on your tounge.
"Type?"
"Yes! That!"
Dxyl laughed it off. "So what? Sure, many.. And I mean.. MANY! People have fallen for the Grayson Charm, but that doesn't mean he always reciprocates those feelings."
"Then what makes you think -" You're interrupted by the fith dimensional imp. "There's just something un-canny about you. Your presence is there, but no romantic tension? I mean, seriously!"
Nite-Mite snaps his fingers as he shows a built-in board of notes, strings, and photos. Pointing at them as he tries to connect it all together.
You slowly smile, easing into this odd situation. Smiling as he holds up a issue of... Nightwing? Watching him ramble and point to the board, it reminded you of Dick. Who probably fell back asleep, hopefully.
Poof~!
Blinking, your clothes felt heavier as you look down. Dressed in old fashionable garb?! What!
"Though I'm sure whoever Dick chooses is up to him, it's fun to see other routes!"
Nite-Mite had become... Nightwing?
Instead of the usual skin-tight latex suit, the outfit showcased half of his bare-chest as the blue pants and brown boots reminded you of...
"P-pirate?" You laugh a bit, awkward and frazzled by these turn of events.
"Well.. -" Interrupted once again, the door rips open as a handsome young man storms in, his small puppy barked excitedly as she followed close behind. Yet stopped beside Dicks legs, blinking in confusion.
You immediately squeak in suprise. Your face a warm shade of color, too embarrassed to deal with all of these shenanigans so early!
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[Ta-Da! Hey! Who wants an April fools event?? Also! Thank you for reading, I love Nite-Mite and the art for pirate nightwing. I need more content for both of them.. Please! Tag me if you do! Hopefully I can write a Bat-Mite Ver next! Comments and hearts are appreciated!]
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《Anos Voldigoad / Isekai!Reader》
The Misfit of Demon King Academy
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"You amuse me."
You blink, tilting your head at the male. "Uh..-" Slowly turning away, you eat another piece of gum, offering a piece to him.
Ending up in this world is not what you expected. You tried to be positive about it. But.. You felt kinda awkward about it Yet! You smiled and power-walked through it all!
In your strange adventure of wandering around and meeting new faces. You stumbled, or, Anos Voldigoad had met you.
He could almost feel the otherworldly strangeness you exhibited.
"(Y/N)." Anos stated, holding your shoulder. You stop walking and turn to him in confusion. Before shrugging and grabbing his hand, holding it casually and continuing walking forward with an uncaring smile. Unaware of the surprised look Anos had, the words he wanted to say forgotten.
The two of you were different as could be.
A strange human from another world while he was the demon king reborn! Who knew that the two of you would be the oddest socks in the drawer?
People were envious if your strange friendship with him. None dared to say a word of it. Fearing for their safety, while others found it comical, maybe even sweet..? ESPECIALLY for Anos.
You sit by the male as you discuss about your old world. Smiling excitedly as the male couldn't help but feel bitter at the thought of you being anywhere without him. He'd find it rather boring or unnatural without your enigmatic presence.
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[Yay! Shout out to those who need a fic! Thanks for reading! Comments and hearts appreciated lots!!]
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I love love LOVE your stray!Tim au!!! I hope to see more about that because robin!reader and stray!Tim are such a cute pair!!! You've come up with such an intruiging concept!!! <3
Thank you! It's honestly one of my favorite series I've made! I love Aus alot! Hopefully there will be more Stray Au content in the future!
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AAAHH THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE BUCCHIGIRI?! I’m really enjoying the series so far and very grateful for the upcoming fics since there is a small amount so far, I hope to see more!!!
Thank you! I'm tempted to make a full series but also have small snippets and stuff!
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Someone actually went though the trouble of drawing up some of my silly writings? That’s crazy. But it looks so good though! Folks, please give your kudos to the artist here, this is simply fantastic!
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OH MY GOD. Thank you! I need someone who agrees with Mahoro Slander! I hate her guts!
In the beginning I was thinking, "oh, sweet like Hina from Tokyo Rev." Then, NO! She's just a manipulative person and knows that!!!
Sorry for ranting..
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God I dislike the sister too but at least she consistent. Also she did not hear this man say he had a brother and went-
"he's the same as me" and changed her whole ass tune.
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Guys I just thought of the most angstest idea while listening to music and like literally ran to write it all down before it suddenly disappeared from my mind
Like image the chain are fighting a group of of monster, all ending up falling through a portal and back to their respective eras.
The story focuses on Warriors (because i love him and it's always him on angsty stories sob) and how when going through the portal ends up getting infected with dink in his head
it's to shows his life with dink eating away at his mind in hopes of controlling him (thought wars does something to stop the process). Distancing from the people that are worried for him. Is horrified that he is forgetting how his brother look like.
Decades pass, and wars is now a sad lonely old man with a open wounded heart. He ends up taking his life as his house is up in flames with dink scream at him (all the while wars being so done with life and cursing hylia for everything she has put his brothers through)
His last moments is letting out a weak chuckle as he imagines a group eight calling his name
I'm literally staring at a document filled with two pages of notas and small snippets of dialogue sobbing
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•��︎Modest Violet•
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- "In Christianity, violets are sometimes associated with the Virgin Mary's humility and purity."
Bucchigiri!?! / Reader
[You and Arajin didn't expect to meet one another at the same school once more. ]
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Arajin Tomoshibi / Senya
The two of you eye the classroom, bowing politely. You glance at Arajin and freeze, his eyes trained on a lone girl who had a listless expression. You look away, frowning meekly.
You and Arajin had been given a strange fate.
Chased by gangsters, running into a shrine as he found gun inside.
Yet as he pressed the trigger, you were grazed by the bullet as it lodges itself in his head.
You stood frozen as the genine.. Or, Saya for short. Had circled his body around your frightened form. Yet he grins in a friendly manner, meeting your unsure gaze.
You and Arajin eagerly question the genie and realize he was stuck with you, too.
Yet when Arajin told his wish, the thought of Mahoro Jin in his mind...
"Hmm.. What is it you wish for..?"Your eyes widen, mouth parting slightly as you trace the bandaid on your cheek. "Your friend wants to lose his virginity." Senya stated as you blink, face blank but nodding.
You knew your wish..
"I-I..." You take a timid breath of air, making sure Arajin wasn't in the room, you spoke.
Senya watches eagerly as your gaze became... Determined.
"I... Want to fall in love."
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Matakara Asamine
"... (Y/N)?"
You pause in your footsteps, turning around. Facing the familiar teen in quiet suprise. "Matakara..."
Meeting your old childhood acquaintance, which shocked you.
You smile strainfully as his eyes shine intensely
His friends smile as they eye you as well, whispering to each other
"Ah, I can't belive this shrimpy-chick is Matakara's-" "-Shuuush! I wanna see this play out!"
You watch as your friend turns away and throws a look at his friends. Senya yells excitedly in your ears.
You gulp, walking away quickly.
He calls out your name urgently, yet you just start running as Senya screams.
"Oi! Why are you running!" Senya screams as you run into the girls' restroom. Holding your chest, breathing heavily.
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Marito Jin
"Eh~?" The leader drawls out, gazing at your features. But.. You didn't back down, merely holding out your arms to block Arajin from his sights.
You really didn't want your friend to go on that date with Mahoro...
You made yourself sick with worry, so..
"Follow them!" Senya exclaimed brightly, poking at your shoulder as he pushes you after them.
Leading you into the situation of hiding in bush as you watched Arajin and Mahoro on their date..
Senya kept giving you pep-talks as you try to focus your brain on anything else.
That was until.. Mahoro' brother showed up.
"Ha..." Marito breathes out, the fierce look you had given him.. It was raw, as if your eyes managed to land a hit on him.
Senya couldn't help but smirk, enjoying your confidence.
Before aiding Arajin into fighting the green haired delinquent.
Unfortunately, you as well.
"What is it exactly you wish for...?" Senya yells as you and Arajin scream together.
"I want to lose my virginity!"
"And..?"
With a small breath, you join.
"I want to fall in love!"
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[This Fandom needs fan-fics! So.. If anyone is interested in me writing for this again! Let me know! I might even make this a series! What other characters should I add? Let me know!]
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Longing. (part 3)
Yuta Okkotsu x f!reader
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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Warning: this work contains spoilers for JJK season 2 and some spoilers for the Culling Games arc. (please keep in mind that this is abstract work and whatever happens in here does not necessarily happen in the manga)
Contains: mentions of suicide/death, bit of angst, sad reader, almost no fluff in here, despair, SPOILERS (you have been warned)
Synopsis: The line between an inherited cursed technique and an actual curse can be very blurry, sometimes. But it seems like meeting him changed the course of your life, even just a bit.
Word count: 2k ish
Note: I'm so sorry, this isn't the ending. this is actually a third part. I have no clue when tf this is going to end. maybe next chapter??? who knows (not me), sorry it's shorter than p1 again. :(.
barely proofread, im tired, apologies
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Time was now of the essence, and you refused to tell Yuta about your wound. It was small, didn’t hurt and most of all, would reveal the tragic fate that awaited you if anything happened. But he was with you, so surely you’d be fine. Even though you trusted his ability to protect you, something didn’t feel quite right, as if everything in the scenery of your mind was illuminated except for one dark corner. And then it hit you: if you weren’t immortal anymore, it meant you didn’t wish for death. But then what was it that you wished for? What could’ve possibly topped your unrelenting desire for death?
The burning question works its way through your mind and guts as you keep following Yuta, looking around almost frantically now and internally praying you’d find the person you’re looking for soon. You couldn’t pay attention to your surroundings anymore, your mind filled with that same question: should you tell him? …huh? Tell him what, exactly? Should you tell him that your immortality might have somehow vanished and you didn’t know why, or that you wanted to hold his hand for a little longer while looking for— ah. Could it be..? 
You look at him for a bit, and as if he’d felt your gaze on the back of his head, he turns around. “What’s wrong, (Y/N)?” Ah, how his voice sounds like honey to your ears, especially when saying your name. You want him to say it more, to hold your hand or carry you through this devastated place that used to be your neighbourhood, you want him to pat your head gently and tell you that everything’s going to be okay; but… what if he was what you wished for most, now? 
Your eyes are locked on the ground and you feel yourself crumble internally. 
Right, that’s what it feels like. That’s exactly how it felt back then, when the only thing you wished for was a happy family life. And what did you get from that? Only misery and devastation. Your whole family was wiped out, murdered in cold blood. Part of you had always felt like it was your fault. After all, you were the one wishing for it. It had to be your fault. And that’s exactly what’s happening with Yuta now, you want him, don’t you? You’re craving for his touch, for his voice, his smile, for every fibre of his being. You want to hold him against your chest as hard as you can, as if trying to merge with him somehow, as if your skins were going to melt together and create an amalgamation out of the two of you; ah, how beautiful would that be? You’d turn into one being, deformed and horrendous, so that nobody could ever love him but you, and you but him. But now that you knew what you were wishing for, everything was clear.
You couldn’t have him. 
“(Y/N), you’re hurt!” His soft voice brings you back to reality. It seems like he found out about your little secret, but the only thing in his eyes was pure worry. “We have to hurry now, come.” You couldn’t really do anything else than follow, and a small part of you sort of wanted him to end your life so you wouldn’t have to suffer through rejection or loneliness, so that he wouldn’t be in trouble with the higher-ups, so that everyone could be happy. 
“Ah, yes, it’s nothing.” You only manage to get that out with a choked out voice, as if you had been holding back tears you didn’t know you could shed, even if you knew it implied way more than just a simple wound. What could Yuta be thinking at the moment? Does he think you lied about your technique? Is he considering carrying out the execution now? Your eyes wouldn’t leave the floor at all. The dreadful realisation of your wish changing brought an unimaginable despair to your heart and mind; mostly the disappearance of that thin hope you’d found earlier today. Everything was going to end, wasn’t it?
“That’s not the point, we need to find the “angel” quickly now.” He said, a bit of panic in his voice, but honestly you couldn’t care less anymore. You didn’t wish for death anymore, but you were fine with it. If it didn’t come for you, you’d probably take matters into your own hands anyway, so why bother? “C’mon, let’s go, we need to hurry—”
You stopped walking. You just wanted him to convince you, to tell you that no matter what, he’d help you out, but this other part of you wanted him to go ahead without you. Whatever, you thought, I’ll just slow him down anyway. There was no hope left within you, to the point where you wondered how it was even possible that death wasn’t your primary goal anymore. Whoever this “angel” person was, they couldn’t fix all the pain and trouble you had gone through because of this inherited cursed technique of yours.
“(Y/N), I don’t know what you’re thinking about, but finding the “angel” might make everything better for you as well. Come now, you’ll be okay.” Ah, you sighed, he said it. He said I’ll be okay. You didn’t know what to expect anyway, and decided to follow so you wouldn’t slow him down too much, but apparently he thought he should also take action, and picked you up again. “Sorry, it’s just easier this way.” He said, awkwardly, and walked faster, looking a bit everywhere. 
You didn’t know what to do. You wanted to keep trying, even if you couldn’t have him. Why couldn’t you, again? Was it the Longing, or was it because of Rika? Did you ever stand a chance anyway? Was this meeting just one more nail in your coffin? Had it been planned in advance? The cruelty of the desperate situation left you with unanswered questions as you felt Yuta suddenly switch directions and run back towards the building where you had met Megumi and Yuji… whatever, you were too numb to care anymore. Ah, how selfish of you. But you had earned your share of selfishness, surely the Universe, who was being so ruthless with you, could forgive you for this. 
You relished for a little bit in his arms. It felt so good, even if you knew what you wanted was impossible. It was like a guilty pleasure you could indulge in, just for a little while, before going back to your miserable, boring existence. You could feel the speed rising with every step, but your heart was free of worries about you falling due to his strong grip. With your eyes closed, you let out a sigh and decided that you deserved a little bit of rest after all you had been through.
The short trip felt like a nap to you, and you wondered if you had lost consciousness while he was carrying you. In the blink of an eye, you were back to that same rooftop, Yuji smiling proudly. A blonde girl was standing there with him and Megumi, she had cute little angel wings and a halo. You gazed at her beautiful blue eyes. Was she the “angel”?
“This is Hana Kurusu,” Megumi said, “also known as the ‘angel’.” Yuta put you back down and you rubbed your eyes. “She can help with Gojo, and with (Y/N), too.” Your head tilted back up. Help with what, again? You haven’t paid attention so far, and you’re kind of lost. She puts both of her hands on your shoulders and you yelp in surprise, slightly embarrassed at the sudden contact. She closes her eyes for a few seconds and nods. “Mm, it’ll work, I think.” You tilted your head to the side, and felt that familiar hand on top of it.
“It’ll be just fine, (Y/N).” You felt like heaven was opening its doors to you, but also like you were collapsing from the inside out. You nodded and waited.
Hana raised her hands, and a gigantic circle of light materialised in the sky above the ruined city, and illuminated it after a few seconds. You felt an incredible warmth, followed by some kind of pressure from underneath, as if a part of you was being sucked up towards the skies. 
“Jacob’s Ladder!”
It was painful, you couldn’t even scream. All you could do was groan and pant from the exhaustion, but your body refused to fall.Only after several long, seemingly unending seconds, were you allowed to fall to your knees and catch your breath. Yuji and Yuta rushed to your side, worried sick by what they had just witnessed, and if they asked, truly you wouldn’t know how to answer. What just happened? What did she do? 
“How are you feeling?” Yuta kindly asked, and you shrugged. You couldn’t tell; the pain from Hana’s technique was gone, but you felt the exact same as you did before, and you didn’t even know what the huge light circle’s action was supposed to be.
“The Longing should be gone.” he said calmly, smiling at you in the most gentle way he could, and you let out a gasp, and a sob you didn’t know you were holding. 
“Please, don’t do this,” you mumbled, “don’t give me hope.” Your tears came out slowly. Tears of relief, probably, but you mostly felt like giving you such hope was cruel on his part, especially after the mental ordeal you had faced earlier. And as if he understood the pain you were going through, he wrapped his arms around you gently, not in a romantic way, but in a comforting, obviously concerned way, gently patting your back. “There, there.” You didn’t dare hug him back, lest you’d want him so much it would drive him away faster than the Longing would, but you still trusted him enough to keep going. 
“So all that's left is to try and unseal Gojo, right?” Hana asked, stretching her arms. The circle of light was gone and your confusion was so strong that you couldn't tell when the landscape had become darker due to its disappearance. Everything was confusing now, so you relied on Yuta again. It had been decided that Mr. Gojo, as they called him, should not be unsealed in a populated area, since no one had a clue about what happened to him. 
The strange cube was brought to a rather deserted place, and makeshift barricades were built so that you and the others could have at least a small shelter if the reaction from the Prison Realm, as they called it, was to be more brutal than expected. Hana raised her hands and casted Jacob’s Ladder once more, but this time the light was directed at the cube. There was a sort of small explosion, and then… silence. Everyone gathered around the cube, but it was nowhere to be seen, but a strong presence had manifested. 
“Yo! Kept me waiting, didn’t ya?” a voice exclaimed, and Yuji’s eyes teared up while Megumi gave a faint smile of release. The man was tall, had white hair and his eyes were covered by a black blindfold for some reason. He seemed very friendly, overly so, even, but everyone seemed glad to see him, besides you and Hana, who had no connections to him whatsoever. She appeared to know who he was, but there was nothing more to it. 
Yuji was practically dancing with happiness, chanting “Mr. Gojo, Mr Gojo!” loudly, and Megumi had smiled for the first time since you had met him. Yuta seemed very relieved as well. Who was this man? What was this aura emanating from him? It seemed like thousands of stars compressed inside of one being, as if the man on his own could defy the laws of physics and science on a whim.
He seemed to look at you, or… did he? You couldn’t tell because of the damn blindfold; then his eyes seemed to go to Hana, and finally landed on Megumi. His lips curved into a mischievous smile as he crossed his arms, his finger waving at you and Hana. “You’re gonna have to update me on what happened here.” 
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Naw girl! Your ☆gorgeous☆! All flowers are different and smell unique!
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1000 posts!
Oh My GOOSH
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Magical MAKE Up!
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"What if she's just bored with everything, and wishes the world was more magical? It should be more magical..."
Jujutsu Kaisen / Reader
■You wanted a "magical" adventure...■
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"Woman, awake." Your cat, or "Sukuna" hissed at your sleepy-self.
You yawn, hair messy and mouth a frown as you sit up. Glancing down, you see the furr-ball glare at you as he sat on your work pants. Gazing at you boredly as if he didn't just make muffins on your stomach a couple hours ago.
"....Aughhhhh-"
You groan, grabbing a pillow and squeezing it as you try to muffle your groans.
Your body ached with soreness due to fighting a "curse" is what your cat had told you.
"Woman-"
"It's (Y/N)-"
You said, raising your head. Eyeing your companion as he growls. But doesn't bother to fight as he huffs through his pink nose. You yawn, still tired as you reach over to grab your pants.
Swipe!
You wince, hand recoiling as you gasp. Now fully waking up.
"Ack!!" You whined, thankful for at least no scratch
You lightly-glare as Sukuna turns away, tail flicking back and forth tauntingly.
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□■Ryomen Sukuna■□
Rescuing a strange cat with strange black markings was not how you thought your day would start. Coffee adorning your work uniform as you ran, late.
Yet, here you are now. Stuck with a talking cat that spoke as if he was from a different period of time.
You didn't know what curses were, but they seemed to follow after your cat. Knowing you had to protect him and yourself from the strange creatures. It brought a bit of terror in your new everyday life
"You need to find all twenty fingers to release me from this wretched body!" Sukuna states as you squeal in fright, dressed in a make-shift costume so know one would recognize you. Dodging away from the curse. Holding on tightly to the mummified finger.
While the King of Curses did his best to aid you. He needed you to become stronger.
So, the two of you went to work to train!
As well as going on adventures to find all his fingers!
...You still don't know of the true purpose of his evil plan. Only knowing was that he was a "King" and was trapped in a prison of fluff.
To which you adored.
He uses that to his advantage.
'Hmm.. Perhaps. When this is over, I shall make you MY woman. We will rule this new era as royalty.' Sukuna mulled over as you cuddled his fluffy body close. To which he allowed, deciding it to be your reward for dealing with those weak curses.
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□■Geto Suguru■□
"Gojo..." Suguru whispers quietly, not wanting his friend to be crass when regarding you. Your slightly teary-eyed expression caught his attention.
Geto was sent out with Gojo as backup in case things got out of control.
While he found it rather boring, he didn't mind sightseeing.
"- And nobody cares about your dumb chores!" You yelled as you pants yourself angerily, your boss gasping and looking away. Yelling at you as they leave. You take a deep breath and pull up your pants. Turning around and noticing two attractive men gazing at you.
The two of you sorta... Gravitated to each other.
Often meeting one another at places on coincidence.
The more he got to know of you when Gojo dragged hum to meet-up with you. He found you charming in a way.
A nice smile, but a strangeness about you.
You eye the "Sorcerers," Sukuna warned you about those guys. Yet, instead of him harming you. He held you gently in his arms as he slowly jumped down from the roof-top.
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□■Gojo Satoru■□
A small gasp leaves your lips as a young man with crystal blue eyes, pure white hair, and body clothed in black. He smirks arrogantly, gazing at your outfit.
Gojo, having been told by the higher-ups that someone had managed to release the King of Curses, was sent out with Suguru to scout around Japan for any trace of his cursed energy.
It was a challenge he was looking forward too!
Yet, he heard rumors of someone trying to find all the curse fingers.
Clearly, this was bad, and whoever it was, they needed to be taken down
Yet he had to learn his enemy first.
And meeting you wasn't going to change that!
Your costume clad bodice quickly moves on the ice. The curse let's out a shriek as you smile determinedly. "Hans Brinker action-go!" Gojo couldn't help but find it cute how his "enemy" was actually trying to vanquish the curse.
When the creature was finally dead, Gojo revealed himself.
He didn't fight, but mostly talked. His tone serious with a hint of mysterious.
Eating up your expressions of worry, no longer bright with joy.
It bothered him slightly, but he did think much of it.
"Cute.. Too bad, though." Gojo mused playfully at your exhausted form. Laying in Geto's arms after dealing with the curse, sadly. No curse finger.
You managed to get out Geto's grip. Standing away from them as curse blood stained your skirt. "Do you have any idea what your up against-" Before Gojo could question you, you managed to run away from them quickly.
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Au Notes: So, everyone is about College age in this Au and instead of Sukuna being trapped with Yuji. He's a cat after a cat ate curse finger. Yuji is a jujutsu sorcerer tho-
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[Thank you for reading! This has been on my mind since forever! Ah! I really want some comments, please! Also! Request are open for this Au if you guys want to learn more or have your own ideas! Lol. Reblogs and comments are appreciated!]
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■●○A Hero Wears Red ○●■
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"Ehehe. I’m stupid, you know. So it can't be helped."
Jujutsu Kaisen x Ayano!Reader
《Warnings: Mentions of death, suicide . DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. I don't condone these actions or wish them on anyone.》
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You were a naive, well-meaning first-year at Jujutsu High.
You had friends, Nanami and Haibara, to keep you on track!
Your strong seniors! Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, along with the kind Shoko Ieiri!
"Hey! First-Years~!" Gojo says teasingly in a sweet voice, going over to your small group as he eyes you with his bright blue eyes. Suguru smiles lightly at his friends antics.
Simple life as Jujutsu Sorcerer in the making!
"..." You hold your red scarf close, only gazing at the pained expression on your teammates face. Shoko is doing her best to heal him as he lays down.
"It's not your fault you're weak." Gojo says to you once outside of the infirmary, his tone playfully calm. Nanami had stepped out to grab some drinks to ease tension, Geto following after.
You smile kindly, even under scary circumstances. The Gojo heir, eyes your expression, finding it silly. "Yu is tuff! He'll be fine." You reason as your senior laughs kindly.
You wanted everyone to be okay.
You cared so much.
You didn't mean to hurt ANYONE-
Geto returns back to Gojo's side as Nanami walks into the infirmary. You stand there quietly, not wanting to go in just yet.
You choose to turn to both of your seniors, that smile still on your face. A question lingering in the air.
"If I had power myself, could I save someone's future?"
Yet...
To save a life, you had to take another.
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[Yay! Another JJK idea I had in my brain! This was purely out of boredom and curiosity! I honestly love Kagerou Project! So it was fun to coordinate this idea! Thank you for reading!]
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~Happy 27th year of Dreams~
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Animated Version.
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■●○Shojou Pain○●■
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“I want to have a connection with someone. I want to be needed by someone. I want the confidence to feel like it’s okay to live.”
Jujutsu Kaisen / reader
■First Years MEET Yuta Okkotsu!■
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"Eh~? That's THEE Okkotsu?" Kugisaki mumbled boredly, crossing her arms as she watched from below the classroom window. Lightly glaring at the dark-haired sorcerer that came up to Maki and the other second-years as they were training.
"What? Lemme' see!" Yuji says in suprise, trying to take a peek as he scoots over to Nobara. You follow as well, excited at the idea of seeing him. The girl growls angerily, closing the window quickly. "Hmph, he's not that interesting. He looks a bit eerie to me."
Yuji flinched and stumbled back a bit due to her outburst. While you smile awkwardly, glancing at Megumi as he tried to look disinterested. You go to his side as Kugisaki rants to Itadori.
"Fushiguro, aren't you a bit curious?" You ask softly, shrugging as he shook his head. "I actually know of Okkotsu-Senpai." He pauses, noticing that Yuji and Nobara went quiet, listening in on the conversation.
You also gaze at him innocently, wanting him to continue.
Fushiguro sighs, rolling his eyes. "He's a special grade, and he's close with the second-years. He's been abroad, training." He stated plainly.
"Huh? That's it??" Itadori asks, still curious.
Fushiguro eye twitches at the comment. "If you want to know more, ask him yourself."
You frown, "Fushiguro's right... BUT-" The male groans as you smile cheerily. "At least ONE MORE fact about him, please?" You said, leaning on his desk as you give puppy-eyes, Yuji following after.
"...Fine, just stop doing that. It's gross." Megumi mumbles, glancing away with a disgruntled expression.
You and Yuji stop, laughing as you high-five one another in triumph!
"I think Gojo once mentioned that he was related to him..." He said, getting up from his desk. Norbara's face scrunched up in disgust. "No wonder hearing about him gets on my nerves.." She mumbles under her breath with a huff.
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You stare off into space, gazing at the shoujo manga held delicately in your hands. Eyes brighter than shooting stars as they look for answer in the book.
Eyes almost bursting from your skull, you read each phrase and scene as the heroine sees the love interest. Hoping for something to aid you in your... Problem.
The Heroine drawn adoringly in a typical school girl, seifuku. Hair styled in a unique way to make her stand out to the viewer. Eyes sparkling in a glassy-eyed manner as her plump lips frown.
"First years!" Gojo said happily. "Let me introduce you... This is Yuta Okkotsu! Your senior! Treat him well!" Gojo does an excited gesture as the supposed "Yuta Okkotsu" smiles timidly.
Your eyes widen when taking in his appearance.
Dark blue eyes with hints of dark circles under his eyelids. His skin was a bit sun-kissed, yet still a creamy white. A loose white uniform jacket with sleeves that stop at his forearms. Dressed in slender blue jeans that tuck into white sneakers that match his jacket. A katana case was strapped to his back as his large frame was almost tall as your teacher.
You could only gaze at him, head in the clouds as your heart started to burst like a shaken can of soda! Fizziness and warmth pop in your veins all at once!
What was going on with you-!?
The Heroine, drawn to the mystery Male Lead. Asks for his name.
"Introductions!" Gojo clapped as Fushiguro stood up first, bowing politely in acknowledgment to his senior.
"Fushiguro Megumi."
Nobara stood as well, begrudgingly. "Kugisaki Nobara."
"Yuji Itadori! I like girls that look like Jennifer Lawrence!"
Fushiguro and Nobara deadpan at the introduction their fellow first-year gave. Finding it utterly embarrassing and a bit stupid. Yuji smiles politely, glancing at you. Expecting you to go next, but you were silent?
Your friends and teacher glance at your frozen form. Before blinking and getting up as well.
Okkotsu turns his attention solely on you. His dark irises cause your heart to stutter as you clumsily stand.
"Uh...- (Y/N) (L/N)." You state more seriously than intended. Face becoming a darker color as you sit back down.
The Heroine shyly glances away as the male lead leaves her side, going off into the night dramatically.
You dropped the book on your lap, a soft sigh leaving you as you lean back. Head falling back on Yujis bed. Your friend laughs at your expression.
"You doing alright?"
You groan in response, eyes still shining as your head remaind in the clouds of your imagination.
Yuji sighs, picking up the manga. Skimming through it curiously, before going to his shelf. Finding one if his shonen manga, then comparing the two in silence.
"So... What I'm understanding is that-"
"I think I like him, Yuji." You blurt out softly, the revelation overcoming you with a sticky-sweet sensation in your stomach.
Your roommate blinks, laughing a bit. Before becoming quiet.
"...You' serious?"
You slowly lift your body up, sitting on your knees. Gazing at Yuji determinedly as you nod, lips quivering between a smile and a frown.
"O...Okay.."
He breathes out, your gaze strong. Filled with sincerity, almost as if you were mimicking the protagonist from the manga he held.
"So... You gonna' confess-?"
"WAIT HOLD UP!"
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