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awearywritersworld · 3 months

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the man who embraced wickedness and the woman he used to know

sukuna x reader summary: sukuna is reunited with the only person who ever showed him kindness w/c: 1.25k tags/warnings: heian era!sukuna. angst to fluff. fem!reader. me trying my best to channel an 1800s romance novelist a/n: part 2 to the boy spurned as evil and the girl of his youth. i am once again asking that people check out the artwork by @demonzaemon that inspired these two fics. they also made some artwork inspired by part one, which makes me scream and cry and yell bc it's so wonderful. masterlist

it isn't until nearly two decades after your last encounter that sukuna finally musters the courage to return to the riverside. as he listens to the rush of the water, he hates the way it makes him feel— like the scared, powerless boy he once was.

he won't get too close. instead he stands at the edge of the forest, as if he can hide from his past among the trees.

he decides he must be dreaming when he spots a woman approaching the river, because even though he can see little more than her silhouette, he has no doubt that it's you.

he'd know you anywhere, in this life and the next.

he has no idea how long he stands watching you before he finally gathers the nerve to take a step in your direction.

you look over your shoulder and meet his eye once he's only a few yards away.

the expression that crosses your features is not unlike the one you wore when you first saw him— an earnest sort of wonder.

"it's you," you state as if you've been waiting on him to appear.

"you... remember me?"

"how could i forget?"

you approach him without fear or apprehension, and having you so close after all this time makes his heart race uncomfortably in his chest.

"are you well?" he questions, his eyes trailing down your body before flicking back up to yours. "you look it."

a smile tugs at the corner of your mouth, your gaze falling to the ground bashfully. you rock on the heels of your feet before answering.

"i am well enough... and what of you?"

he's not sure that he's being entirely truthful when he replies, "i can say the same, i suppose."

"it pleases me to hear that you have not been suffering all this time. i must admit, i find that my thoughts still wander to you with remarkable frequency."

you laugh lightly at your own confession, fearing he may regard you as strange for it. on the other hand, he's thinking about how the sound of your laughter is the most beautiful thing he's heard since... well, since he last heard it.

"it is not rare for you to occupy the space of my own mind," he returns honestly.

you grab one of his hands, turning his palm up and running your thumb over the faint scar you find there. he hates the way it makes your face fall.

"i am sorry about that night, for what my father did to you. it was my fault for falling asleep—"

"don't," he stops you. "the fault lies only with me. i shouldn't have let him steal you away. i shouldn't have been so utterly weak—"

it's your turn to interrupt him and you press the pads of your fingers to his mouth to keep him from saying anything more.

"that is the farthest thing from the truth. you didn't deserve that. you deserved not one bit of the cruelty the village mercilessly showed you. you were only a boy, sukuna."

when your fingers fall from his lips, he doesn't try to speak. he doesn't trust that his voice won't betray him.

he can't remember the last time he heard his name spoken so familiarly, so warmly. it makes his throat feel tight.

the silence gives you an opportunity to take in the ways in which he's changed over the years.

his kimono and haori are pristine, a far cry from the rags he used to wear.

his frame is more than double the size of your own, and you know he's no longer living on scraps.

he stands tall, his posture straight and self assured, not that of someone who is feeble and frightened.

but you're not referring to any of those things when you point out, "you're different now."

and of course you're right, he just doesn't know how to tell you that the boy you used to spend your days with is gone. that the blood on his hands is no longer his own. that the person standing before you is nothing more than the monster the villagers always claimed him to be.

so he just nods in agreement and your eyes sparkle as you regard him with curiosity.

"i loved you, you know," you tell him sincerely.

your confession is painful to hear, because it reminds him of everything he lost that night.

"i could love you now, too." you reach up and caress his cheek, trying desperately to read the expression he's wearing. "if you'll let me."

for a moment, you think he might agree to your offer, but your hope is short lived.

"this... this was a mistake."

he turns to leave, intending to retreat to the shadows of the forest, but a small hand wraps around his wrist.

"no." your tone is forceful.

if only you knew what happens to most people who dare speak that word in his presence.

he doesn't say anything, so you add, "the only mistake you've made is waiting so long to come back to me."

he's surprised upon seeing the frustrated tears that well up in your eyes.

"we are but strangers to one another." his reminder stings and it shows plainly on your face. "and that is for the best, i assure you. you don't want to know me— to know the things i've done."

"i care not what you've done!" your voice is so loud, it sends a flock of birds fleeing from a nearby tree. "i care not what horrors loneliness may have driven you toward, because when we belonged to one another you were good. you were kind. you were—"

"stop." each of your words is like a knife in his chest, and his voice cracks from the ache of it.

"i will not! if your only intention was to reject me, why come here at all?"

"i don't know—"

"precisely! you want me, just as i want you. my devotion is yours, sukuna! there is no reason for you to reject that which i willingly give—"

"enough!" he barks at you, grabbing you roughly by the shoulders. you don't shy away from him, even in spite of the way his fingers dig into your flesh and his nose flares angrily.

"you believe that because you showed me a sliver of kindness when we were children that i should throw myself at your feet? your devotion means nothing to me! it does little more than inspire my disgust!"

the words taste like poison on his tongue, but he needs you to believe them.

he needs to believe them himself.

he pushes you away, and while it's not harshly enough to send your body flying to the grass, it does make you stumble backwards.

ire burns in your eyes and he thinks he's succeeded in his endeavor, but once he turns to leave, you're grabbing his wrist again and launching yourself against him.

your hands find his face and you pull his lips to yours despairingly. your bodies move together as if you've spent a lifetime in one another's arms.

then, he's pulling away from you. he's calling you a pathetic fool. he's looking at you with animosity.

but just as quickly, his lips find yours again and he grabs at the fabric of your kimono in an attempt to bring your body closer to his own.

you swear his hands tremble as they find a home on the curve of your hips.

once your lips part, he holds your gaze for what feels like an eternity.

resignation seems to dance across his features, but there's something else there too. desire? hope? longing?

you really can't say for certain.

"i am yours, and you are mine."

you're not sure if it's a question or a statement, so you offer him a slight nod of your head. "today and always."

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lulumilkshake · 11 months

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Could I request megumi headcanons when he’s horny but is to shy to ask you for sex or for head?

a/n: OFC SORRY THIS TOOK WAY TOO LONG TO RESPOND TO. i was spending time with friends and family. but here u go! (i also made a small fic to go with it)

pairings: aged up!megumi x reader

warnings: readers an idiot, megumis a bit of a pervert here, and basic mentions of sex idk i suck at warnings

poor baby :(( he’s always so stressed with missions etc to the point where he gets sexually pent up

whenever he’s away from you, he can’t help but jerk off 24/7 at the thought of you

but when he is with you, he still can’t seem to be blunt enough to ask for sex

sometimes he gets bold enough to drop subtle hints, but they never seem to work out for him

you just think he’s being silly😭

a portion of the time, you can tell if he wants sex though because he’s more irritable and rude to people then usual

as soon as pussy is put in his face though he’s all happy go lucky!!💁‍♀️💁‍♀️

even yuuji sometimes teases him about being scared to ask for sex, telling him he should just be bold because most girls prefer dominant guys💀

this makes him feel even worse about himself because what if you think that way about him, is he letting you down sexually?:((

it’s the complete opposite fr though, please reassure him about that

but at the same time, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t sexually frustrated either

you and megumi were finishing up some assignments that you both put aside earlier to watch a movie since you both have been so busy lately.

you noted megumis odd behavior. he was a lot more quiet, even more then usual.

“is everything okay. ‘gumi? you haven’t been talking since the movie finished.” you ask him, a bit concerned. you try to rethink if you said or did anything wrong.

now that you remember, he became more quiet after he went to the bathroom. did he get hurt on a mission before he came over to your dorm?

megumi just responded with a simple nod and a mumble you couldn’t make out. you signed in response. you’re a bit upset that he isn’t sharing what’s wrong with you.

you closed up your book and placed your finished work in a binder, surprised that you finished before megumi. something is really bothering him, and you were gonna figure out what it was.

deciding you wanted to clear your mind, you told megumi you were gonna take a shower and moved into the bathroom to think about what’s going on.

after your shower, you wrapped a towel around your body and brushed your hair. as you walked out of the bathroom, you noticed megumi dead asleep on the bed.

you smiled to yourself; he was probably just extremely tired. you kissed his forehead and pulled the blanket up to cuddle him.

oh.

as you pulled the blanket up you noticed a large tent in his pants.

so that’s what it was. you mentally face palmed yourself for not realizing sooner. he was sexually pent up.

it has been awhile since you both properly had sex, only being able to dry hump each other before he had a mission he had to finish.

it also explains why he became so quiet and distant after he went to the bathroom, a bit upset he would rather jerk off then just ask you.

you crawled down to his crotch, dropping your towel on the floor. as you pulled down his pants, his long cock sprinted out and slapped against his abdomen.

before continuing, you shook him awake.

“gumi bear.. wake up.” you spoke, as you admired his cock right in front of your face.

when his eyes slightly opened, he shot right up.

“w-what are you doing??” he spoke shakily, blush covering all parts of his face up to his ears.

“shhh…” you whispered slowly, putting a finger on his lips, bringing him back down to his spot on the pillow.

“why didn’t tell me you were sexually frustrated? would’ve dealt with this awhile ago” you frowned as you kissed the tip of his cock, causing him to jerk up.

“i-i didn’t want to burden you. i know you’ve been busy with missions as well, i didn’t know how to bring it up.” he explained as he whimpered when you gripped the base of his dick.

“you’re never a burden to me, you know. next time to you feel this way, just let me know baby.” you reassured him.

“now let’s take care of this, hmm?”

a/n: thx for requesting xoxo, again sorry it took so long.

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chaichaiiskai · 1 year

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TITLE: Invisible.

— PART NINE. —

yandere! bully! sukuna x gn! idgaf! fearless! reader! x yandere! yuuji itadori

MASTERPOST. PREV. NEXT.

CONTENT WARNING: mental breakdowns, bullying, emotional and mental pain, nightmares, overall toxic behavior on sukuna’s end.

WORD COUNT: 3.4k

TAGLIST: @soberdipity @sadgyaltings @kawasbaby @screwyou3

FROM that day on, Sukuna focused all of his advances on one certain individual, much to their misfortune. Besides seeing him in the class that you act as a Teaching Aid in, it appears that you also have two other classes with him, so it’s difficult to not see him around. Sukuna hadn’t even interacted with you yet, but you often felt a heavy gaze constantly watching your every move, but you often ignored it. Until, he finally decided to approach you.

On this particular day, in one of the classes he had with you, he finally decided to shoot his shot as soon as it ended due to the Professor of this particular class deciding to let everyone out early. He did a bit of premature packing, just to make sure he caught you before you slipped between his fingers, and it seemed to pay off, especially since he was able to approach the desk you’d been sitting at, looming over the front of it like some kind of predator. At first, you were unaware of him approaching you as you packed up your things, but when the light in front of you was suddenly blocked, you had no other choice but to look up, meeting a set of fuschia eyes staring back at you. Did he wear colored contacts? Neither of you said anything at first, you had paused your packing and simply stared at him, slowly raising an eyebrow as you tried to figure out who this guy was and what he wanted. He looked familiar, but you couldn’t put your tongue on where you knew him from.

“Y/N, right? Name’s Sukuna. I was wondering, how do you feel about earnin’ a little cash? I’m in need of some tutoring, and you seem smart.”

Sukuna… Sukuna… Sukuna! That’s right! You snapped your fingers in realization and pointed a finger at him, even if it was a little weird and uncalled for. “So, you’re the Sukuna. I’ve heard about you, or more like, my friends have talked about you around me…” You mulled over his words again before considering what class you two were in, as well as what you knew about his academic skills.

“You—“ you pointed to him, “want me—“ you pointed to yourself, “to tutor ‘you’? The Valedictorian of our year? I’m not too sure about that, Sukuna. I’ve graded some of your work in English, and as far as I know you’re the smartest guy in our grade, fuck, maybe even in this school. What assistance could you possibly need from me?”

“You seem to know your way around in this class. Human Psychology and I don’t really get along too well.” He admitted, knowing damn well that he had no problem understanding it, but wanted some reason to get close to you.

You sighed. “How much money are we talking about?”

…

That’s how it had begun. You’d started tutoring Sukuna and he paid more than you’d expected. As far as you could tell, Sukuna didn’t need you to tutor him, but who were you to stop him from paying you to sit there and do your homework with him? He wasn’t as stuck up as you’d originally thought, even if he was a tad bit of a flirt, you always rolled your eyes at his advances and just went about your usual routine.

Where did it go wrong? I’ll tell you.

Sukuna had been getting tutored by you for the past month. You’d have to be living under a rock to not know that Sukuna was quite a sexually active man, simply there for the fun and no strings attached. And as one would expect, some people thought they were more special than others, and fooling themselves into this delusion led to some rather… unpleasant occurrences. That truly didn’t matter to him, his moral compass wasn’t exactly pointed in the right direction after all. The reason for this is obvious, to him at least, he’s still attempting to fill the void that his invisibilis has left. And deep down, the new Teaching Aid has been reminding him of them with the way they act, but he’s been ignoring that deep seeded feeling, he doesn’t know if you’re his invisibilis or not. A part of him wished you were, and another wished you weren’t. He’d sworn off getting romantically involved with you, but he still finds himself wanting to get closer to you, even unconsciously.

Taking all of that into consideration, your friends should have been off-limits to his advances, but, Sukuna ignored that unspoken rule, and slept with not one, but three of them. All three of which seemingly developed feelings for him, even after he strictly told them he wasn’t interested in romance.

What does that have to do with anything at the moment? Well, you were forced to console all three of them in your dorm, and when they found out why they were all upset, let’s just say, all Hell broke loose.

The three of them had come over to your dorm, looking for comfort, mainly in you considering they’d all showed up in front of your door boohooing and crying their eyes out. Being the friend you were, you offered your living room to them and the four of you sat where you could get comfortable. You had plopped down on the couch, along with two of your friends, and the third had sat on the floor. After everyone was comfortably situated, you began to question why they were all feeling the way they were. When the answers were all out in the open, there was one common denominator.

Sukuna Ryomen.

“What do you mean you like Sukuna? I liked him first!”

“NO! I did! He said ‘you weren’t as bad as I thought’ and smiled at me!”

“News flash honey, that is not a compliment. He was probably talking about your dick sucking game.”

You sat there in silence, watching as the three of them ended up in a fruitless argument, talking over each other and trying to prove their case that Sukuna was in love with them and not with the others. It was tiring to listen to but you figured that this was the best way for them to realize that they were arguing for now reason, so, you got up and decided to get yourself something to drink from the mini-fridge nearby, getting yourself a can of one of your favorite beverages. You were about to go and sit back down on the couch, only to hear a knock at the door, leading you to cock your head to the side before making your way to the door, opening your drink up simultaneously.

Opening the door, you were met with the problem. Suddenly remembering that the two of you had a ‘tutoring session’ this particular afternoon. Of fucking course the universe decided to dump this pile of horse shit right in your lap. And when you opened your mouth to tell him he needed to leave immediately before things got worse inside of your dorm room, you heard something break behind you and quickly turned around, looking to find out what had broken and who you were about to strangle. Your friends had apparently escalated into a full-on brawl, one was pulling the hair of another, the other was punching one in the gut while screaming profanities, the mess of limbs of hair pulling was absolutely ridiculous. You were frozen for a moment, simply watching as the three crashed onto the floor to continue their meaningless fight. In the beginning process of said fight, apparently, they had made one of your lamps fall onto the ground, shattering into pieces.

Then, you shook away your initial shock to jump into action, rushing towards them to start trying to pull them apart and away from each other. Sukuna, on the other hand, could smell the bloodlust for the fight had even began and stood in the threshold of your dorm, watching with amusement from where he stood. Hey, what kind of demon would he be if he didn’t enjoy a little chaos? He briefly recognized the three of them as people he’s slept with but he had no idea why they were fighting or the fact that he was the cause of it. He was just amused. Human fights were always so messy and unpredictable.

You, poor you, were struggling with them while also trying to make sure you didn’t end up getting hurt in the mist of punches and screaming. For a moment, you separate yourself from them to catch your breath, only to find that Sukuna had just been standing there watching the fight with a look of amusement in his eyes. And maybe, just maybe, you had a lapse of judgment and misplaced anger, but you screamed at him from where you stood, pointing an accusatory finger at him.

“This is all your fault! Why can’t you just go away?!!”

Those words. Those fucking words. Sukuna felt one of his hearts start to beat rapidly and he reached up to clench at his chest, pulling at the fabric of his chest before he stumbled backwards, nearly tripping over his own feet. You watched, confusion written plainly all over your face at his sudden actions, and before you knew it, he was turning tail and running away like you had said the worst thing possible to him.

Little did you know, you were completely right.

…

After Sukuna had made his escape, you went out of your dorm in search of help, and when you finally found it, a couple of athletes who lived on your floor came to help you peel the three individuals apart, and out of your dorm. Thankfully, there wasn’t too much damage done to your place besides your broken lamp and some pushed furniture, and your so-called friends (who you consequently ended up dropping after seeing the way they were quick to fight because of some stupid delusional romance) barely sustaining any injuries, you went about your day. When you had time to yourself again after a quick clean up of the mess that was left behind, you began to mull over the words you’d said to Sukuna, who, in hindsight didn’t exactly do anything seriously wrong. Sure, he’d stood by and stared at the fight without intervening, and sure he was the cause of the fight in the first place, but that look in his eyes that came after you shouted at him was haunting you. For some strange reason, your heart had ached at the terrified expression he held. Was what you said really all that hurtful? It made you feel a little guilty, and so, you decided to contact him and apologize. Or try to at least.

With each call, it all went to voicemail after a couple of rings and he was no longer reading your text messages.

You said them.

You said those forsaken fucking words. You weren’t supposed to, you shouldn’t have, you couldn’t have. Why were you doing this? Why was the universe doing this?

If there was one thing all of his previous Invisibilia Amor Fatis, or otherwise known in the mortal world as ‘soulmates’, had in common, it was that. Those exact words but sometimes varying in languages, they all meant the same thing, and they always told him what he needed to know, and words he’d grown to feel sheer amounts of pain from after hearing them being said to him so often. This meant he’d found you again, but it also meant you had the potential to die again, right in his arms, at the hands of him. It was a bittersweet realization just like all the other times destiny forced you to meet again. This is exactly why he’d avoided coming back to the mortal world, he was destined to meet you one way or another, sooner or later. But he had never expected for whoever the fuck controls his destiny to force him to meet you again so soon. He should have left when he had the chance, he should leave now, shouldn’t he? That was the best thing for the both of you, it would protect you from harm and it would keep him from having to deal with the inevitable.

Then, why is he back in class with you? Why is he ignoring you while also keeping tabs on you at the same time? Why is he letting you approach him despite knowing that the more you come in contact with him the higher chances you are going to suffer another unnecessary death?

Completely ignorant of your previous lives and what it means to become involved with this pink-haired man, you are eager to apologize for your outburst. He had been ignoring you for the last couple of days, but you had to get rid of the guilt and now you were chasing him around, trying to corner him. And today, you were successful. He’d just come out of one of his classes and no you weren’t stalking him, you just wanted to talk. As soon as you saw that familiar fluff of hair, you called out to him and he immediately stopped in his tracks, turning towards you as you speedily approached him, taking strong strides until you were directly in front of him, looking as fierce as ever.

All of his hearts raced when he stared at you, but he kept up his stoic and unbothered expression, his hands digging into the pockets of his joggers as he looked down at you expectedly. “What is it?” He asked, sighing afterwards.

“Ah, well, uh… I wanted to say, I’m sorry about what I said that day. I know you didn’t exactly /initiate/ them fighting or anything like that but I said what I said because I was frustrated that they were fighting over some stupid guy— Not that you’re stupid, I mean, I—“

“Pretty colorful apology. ‘s that all? By the way, I don’t need you to tutor me anymore. Bye.” He kept his statement bland and curt, turning around and began walking back down the hallway, away from you.

That instantly made you stand up straight, sure your tutoring sessions weren’t exactly tutoring, he’d simply paid you to study with him and occasionally hold a conversation with him. Which wasn’t exactly unpleasant, in fact, you enjoyed talking to him when he wasn’t being flirty and trying to get in your pants. Plus, the money was good, it had been helping you with your daily expenses and even with your intuition. And so, you hurried after him and unexpectedly grabbed his wrist, halting him from continuing his walking endeavor.

Perhaps, you running after him wasn’t just about the money and his company, subconsciously, something was telling you not to let him go. You were unsure why, but this felt like the right thing to do, you felt it in your gut.

“Wait, uhm… I-“ You were at a loss for words, you didn’t know /why/ you’d stopped him or what you wanted to say to him exactly, but you just couldn’t let him go. The feeling of your hand wrapped around his wrist sent a shiver up his spine. He was at a great war with himself. He wanted nothing more than to bask in your presence and make you fall in love with him all over again, he wanted to hold you close and never let go, whisper his own tainted apologies to you until he was blue in the face. He was still facing away from you as you gripped his wrist, he could feel his vision blur and his eyes start to water.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

This wasn’t the time to cry, pull it together, Sukuna. The hall may have been empty but it felt like he had a million pair of eyes staring at him, waiting for him to make his decision, judging every breath he made and every breath he took.

He had to put Plan B in motion, as much as he hated the idea of treating you in such a way he had to seperate the two of you before it was too late.

Suddenly, he abruptly snatched his arm away from

you and swiftly turned to face you, an angered look on his face as he spoke down at you. “Will you just fuck off? I don’t need your help anymore. Find someone else to fuckin’ bother.” He venomously spat, glaring at you before turning back around and stomping away, leaving you standing there in confusion, watching his retreating back. Although he was angry, you saw something else in his stride, something uncertain, something… fearing.

Standing there in shock, you hadn’t even registered the way your arm moved on its own, as well as your hand as you began to rub your chest, right where your heart was. And why… was your face wet? Why were you crying? Why did everything hurt?

He’d run away, again. But if he didn’t, he’d be putting a target on your back yet again. Not caring if anyone saw, he teleported into the comfort of his dorm and broke down.

“GOD-FUCKING-DAMNIT.” He screamed at the top of his lungs and began wreaking havoc on the innocent interior decorations of his home.

…

That was only the beginning. You got new friends. You got a new tutoring job. You got used to the unexplainable pain that had started coming to you in sporadic waves after your latest interaction with Sukuna Ryomen. You got used to waking up from the dreamless rests, trembling and sobbing as if you were experiencing the most gruesome fate over and over again. For some strange reason, you had an overwhelming feeling that those dreams weren’t dreamless, your brain was shielding you from something, making you forget your nightmares and the reasons why you were crying. But what you couldn’t get used to was this sudden uptake in Sukuna in your presence, originally you’d started to enjoy his company, but that quickly changed when he began acting like a dick to you and only you. It was like he had it out for you or something, and he wouldn’t leave you alone despite being the one telling you not to bother him. It didn’t make sense, but neither did the random pains that would reveal themselves without you even asking. But, what you’ve noticed is that the pain rises after interacting with Sukuna or even seeing him in the distance. You were starting to think he was the cause of this pain, but you were unsure of how since he wasn't anything or anyone significant to you, not even in the slightest. But why did he make you feel this way? It was almost as if you knew him much more than you originally thought. And why did the pains suddenly start after he told you to leave him alone, why didn’t they start before that? Why was he being so rude to you? You didn’t do anything to him, you’d already apologized.

“Move outta my way. You’re blocking the way.“ When your back hit the wall, you glared at the cause of everything, deciding to ignore him altogether after he’d shoulder checked you to get past you. He didn’t knock you around harshly, only just a light shove to force you to pay attention to him for a few seconds as he walked past you. And you know he does it on purpose because there’s always enough space for him to walk around you but he just has to make it seem like you’re the one blocking his walking path. You’d caught up eventually and whenever he came towards you, you maneuvered your way away from him without batting an eye. That didn’t sit too well with him so he’d always find some way to mildly inconvenience you.

Sometimes he caught you off guard, walking up behind you and childishly brushing past you with an ‘apologetic’ smile and a nod of his head. You didn’t let that bother you, only rolling your eyes at him and shaking him off as you continued on with your day. It was nothing you couldn’t handle, he was basically just an extra large kid who wanted attention. Why your attention? You didn’t know, and probably never would.

It escalated.

He escalated.

And eventually, you grew numb to it. You grew to deal with him and tolerate him. And in some strange way, this felt like the best option.

AUTHOR’S NOTES: tbh i don’t really like the way this chapter came out but i didn’t wanna rework it because it just shows how messy the story is when it comes to these two. this was the last backstory chapter so noW we’re moving onto the present, prepare yourselves bc i am very excited. also, pls know that it may take me time to update but im gonna finish this fucking book, i already have all the events and shit written down + the ending, but i still gotta write the meat sOoo y’know. ive also been writing six other ongoing books and… i have more book ideas im writing 😭

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yandereaffections · 2 years

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Uh oh. Nanami comes home seeing darling trying to escape! What does he do?

As much as Nanami knows the throbbing pain the back of your head will be in, it doesn't stop him from yanking you out of the window you're half way through onto the floor. Staring your panicked form with a deadpan expression, no anger or aggravation in his eyes yet he'll still reach down to restrain you before you could start kicking at him

You gave him so much hope, a light in such a brutal life, Nanami wants much more from the world than just ridding it of monstrosities, he wants so much more from you and he can't get started on it if you manage to squeeze out of the safe haven he's acquired for you

His face may say otherwise Nanami does regret being so forceful, tying your wrist up tightly and being the cause of the bruises that turn up a few hours after he gets you all secured. It'll all be kissed over gently as it you were transformed into glass, still stern when explaining to his dove how they simply need to be patient through these first few steps. He'll make it all worth while he promises, wait it out with him please

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zyxelia · 2 years

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With You

Pairing: Junpei Yoshino x F!reader

wc: 1411 words

Summary: Falling in love with a quiet boy. It's a little hard because he's always shy. After parting for a while, i will try to befriend him. But, he's going to a boy's private school. That doesn't mean any change to the plans anyway

I just fall in love with himm

part 1 , part 2

"So, I just need to move this here, and then…"

You were trying to dress up for your first day at school. even though it's still 4 a.m. And the sun still hasn't come up.

"Hais, Why does a boy's uniform feel more comfortable with long pants? Not like the girl's, with a short skirt." You sighed. "Not to mention how cold I feel when it's raining." You turn your head back and look at your own reflection in the mirror.

"I could have fallen in love with myself, really." Rubbing your cheeks with your index finger, "This uniform felt so comfy."

"I believe there are no rules about having long hair in school." You decided to style them in a side-swept style with a hair tie in the end to keep them in place.

"The card's identity, check. The bag and books, check. All the file checks… "

You were smiling like an idiot, feeling unbelievably happy and a little bit guilty about your own actions. How easily can you get a new identity because of your aunt, and how easily can you gain access to get into a high-class private boy's school knowing your real identity? Luckily, your uncle had a relationship with the headmaster.

Both your aunt and uncle are willing to help you achieve your first love with silly actions.

"We can tell his family to arrange a marriage," your uncle said, looking directly at you in the eyes.

"No need, Uncle. I had already settled my mind when I moved out of the house. " You smile.

"It's a boys' private school. Are you really sure? " Your aunt added, looking worried.

"Yes"

"I see," your uncle said, still not letting you out of his eyes. "How did you end up meeting and liking him anyway? No, first, who is he? Where did he come from? Which family did he come from? What about his parents? "

"There, dear," Your Aunt is slowly patting your Uncle's back to reassure him. "I'm sure [insert name] would tell us as we keep up with this conversation." Your Aunt gives a reassuring smile to your Uncle, which calms him a bit.

"Allright." Your Uncle responded. Trying to restrain himself "I'm just worried. [Insert name], You're the only child of your parents. That can also mean you're the direct heir to being the next family's head. Do you understand about that? "

"I see what you mean, Uncle."

"I also mean all the responsibility you will hold after being the family's head."

"Yes."

"So dear, What do you like about the boy? " Your Aunt is asking, teasing you.

You can feel your cheeks redden.

Where would you start? Ah, it feels dizzy. But your head was stuck on a sweet memory that you always keep in your head.

Your first encounter with him .

"Pretty…"

You just froze. What? What is that boy's voice?

"Such a pretty blue dress and a pretty necklace too…"

You don't know what to do, so you don't move from your place until the boy says another word.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" You can hear a boy's voice right beside you.

"I made a sand castle," you responded to him.

"Alone?" He asks, tilting his head to get a good look into your face.

"I don't have any friends." You answer. His question stops you from your work. It makes you sad and you look directly into his eyes with a watery gaze.

"I can be your friend!" He declared, and took your hands to intertwine with his. "Let's play all day! You have no school tomorrow, right? " He looks so happy in your eyes, it makes you let him do whatever he wants and you— you just stand behind and follow him after.

"I'm Junpei Yoshino, by the way. Yours?"

"[Insert name]"

"That's a pretty name, it's a pleasure to meet you" Junpei smiles happily.

Day after day, you follow your two routines. Everything runs smoothly; playing in the park, sleeping in his house, or maybe yours? going to school together, eating together during lunch, and a lot more.

You remember the time he defended you from other boys who were bullying you, or the time he gave you a piggyback ride because you sprained your ankle. saying things like "I told you to not do that" along the way back.

You remember the time he gave you a matching necklace. At first, he felt bad because that would mean you needed to replace the old ones you were already wearing. But you reassured him that you were fine, and you liked the idea.

You got the key necklace, while he got a love necklace with a keyhole on it. If you opened it, there would be a picture of the two of you smiling while having a picnic in the park.

"Little moon"

"Huh? Little moon?" You are confused, looking at him.

"I-it's just a nickname. I'll stop if you don't like it..." He was fidgeting with his fingers, avoiding your gaze.

"I love it." You smile at him.

"Does that mean you accept it? I'm glad..." He rubs his face on your palm, makes you giggle.

You both cry when you need to move because of your parents, but that's not the matter anymore. You're here now. And you're going to approach him like he did to you in your first encounter with him.

"That's the story." You smile happily.

Both your uncle and aunt give you a long pause before nodding slowly, accepting your ways. .

"It feels like a dream," you murmured. "I'm going to find you soon, darling." You look out the window. You felt the warmth of the morning.

"Going to pack a box for lunch, huhu" You went downstairs and packed your lunch. Not one, but two separate boxes. You were hoping that you could see him, your childhood crush, and share a meal with him.

Before going, you touch your key necklace gently, smiling softly at it while remembering old memories.

After everything has been settled down, you lock the door and leave home to go to school .

You know it already; it's a high-class private school. But you can't help but feel amazed at how luxurious it looks. You're pretty sure your little home that you live alone in now and need at least 20 minutes to walk to school, need at least 10? Or maybe 20 to fill up the garden itself.

Even the fountain had a touch of gold. In the old home, they only made it from porcelain. You don't live in the main house, after all. You can't take your focus off of the beautiful fountain in front of you. It's pretty, and there's coins... "By throwing coins here, they must be granting their wish." You told yourself.

Along the way you walk, you can absolutely tell that all the flowers are so pretty. Everything seems to be in the hand of a professional. They were sorted in order of their colours, and the smell is strong yet calming to your senses.

There are some butterflies that are flying around, along with some little bees. A soft wind is singing, letting the leaves make a little dance for it. Your mouth let out a giggle. Ah, it only makes the scene in front of you feel more magical.

Your stroll has been interrupted by the sound of people beating up someone near the gate at the back of the school. God, it's still early in the morning.

"That's what you get for being a loser," said someone as he kept throwing kicks at a boy's stomach.

The boy was surrounded by many people. Laughter can be heard in the air. Just when he's trying to look up, another kick lands on his stomach.

The boy could only gasp. The kick just earlier was way more hurtful.

"I assume you are tired. Stop being a loser then," a girl said, pulling the boy by the hair. His face is a mess now.

"What did I do to deserve this?' was something that always ringing in his head.

"Answer my question, you—"

"Alright, stop right there."

Everyone was turning their heads towards the voice. A new face, probably a new student? It seems like she's—no. It's a boy's school. It's a he.

But the appearance is way more beautiful than any girl they've ever met.

"And, what would you do if we didn't?"

"Beat you guys up, of course."

#junpei yoshino #junpei yoshino x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu fanfic #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff #jujutsu fluff #jujutsu imagines

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madaramyapmaz · 2 years

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Could we please talk about Gege's "Big Sister Fantasy"??? 😑

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likeshotguys · 2 years

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just thinking abt toji with commitment issues and y/n with commitment issues, except y/n doesnt fall for him, like at all, and he likes it coz she doesnt clings so he without realising keep coming back and gets annoyed at himself when he finds himself not wanting her to leave town. but y/n takes no shit from toji and leave anyway coz she likes the city more than toji. when she returns home for vacation, they meet again and they got on again, except he gets a bit grabby and kisses more than usual, and talks a lot about things that doesnt has to do with "such a good slut taking me so well" "oh look at you coming apart on my cock" yeah. then she was gonna leave and he was abt to ask her to stay the night but someone bangs on the door and guess what it was a girl who toji has been casually fucking with and the girl saw toji with y/n and gets all crying and angry coz toji is sleeping with someone else. then he reminds her that he and her has nothing more than sex and the girl cries some more. he asks her to leave coldly and she leaves crying. y/n doesnt say anything coz who is she to have a say in this and leaves too afterwards. toji wants to stop her but stops himself first. ugh drama cliche whatever. y/n then bumped into the girl and the girl get all testy with y/n but y/n tells her that she should have left when he tells her that to leave if she wants more than sex then the girl says, "i thought i could change him," and y/n says, "gurl, no. dont change people. change yourself, for yourself. toji aint gonna change for you, bbgirl" and the girl and y/n starts making out.

no really. but toji is a certified manwhore and he wont change for you bbgirl but i can be a better boyfriend than him. yuh.

#toji jjk #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #toji zenin #jujustu kaisen #jjk imagines #jjk scenarios #toji imagine #toji x y/n #toji x you #toji x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu imagines #jjk fanfic #jjk #jjk smut #toji smut

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chosovixen · 1 year

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NSFW!!

so are we not gonna talk about toji smoking a blunt while you ride him?

your hands are flat against his abdomen—feeling each and every muscle tense as you steadily bounce on his thick shaft, cock stretching your cunt so dearly. he has one large palm kneading at the tender flesh of your breast and the other holding a lit blunt between his calloused fingers.

as you struggle to ride him, he only smiles. he knows you’re getting tired, and he is no help at all—pursing his lips slightly, he takes another hit from the blunt and puffs the cannabis-laced smoke directly into your face.

“toji,” you whine—coughing slightly, hips starting to slow in the process, eyes half-lidded, and head going woozy. he clicks his tongue and squeezes to breast roughly—making you let out a small gasp.

“keep your pace, okay?”

“i can’t,” you counter, beginning to feel yourself fall forward. he sighs and reaches over to put the joint out, pressing the lit tip into the ashtray by the bedside. when it was all out, he turned his focus back to you—grabbing onto your hips with both hands and squeezing gently. toji then plants his feet flat on the bed, and you whimper at how his cock slides deeper into your sopping wet cunt.

“be good now and let me use your pretty cunt how i please.” he huskily whispers before fucking up into you at a demon-like pace.

#jjk smut #jjk imagines #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji x y/n #toji x reader #toji fushiguro #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu imagines #jjk x reader #chosovixen

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pinkluhvv · 2 years

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HAVING A SHORT S/O

CHARACTERS INCLUDED Gojo Satoru , Itadori Yuuji , Fushiguro Megumi , & Kugisaki Nobara

GOJO SATORU - The biggest tease - "hOwS tHe WeAtHeR dOwN tHeRe?" Type of guy 😃 - 🥲 poor [f.name] - He stands close to you, to just let you know how much taller he is.

You walked down the street your hand intertwined with your boyfriends, you weren't really paying attention to your surroundings as Satoru rambled about whatever came to his head. We're you listening? No. Did he know? Yes, he just didn't care.

"You're awfully short. Is it cold down there?" He said, a smirk toying at his lips.

Your eyebrow twitched slightly not sure if you heard him correctly. "What?" you asked, looking up to the taller male as he stared down at your small frame a wide grin on his lips.

"You heard me, sweetie." He sent you a wink, with that you let go of his hand, crossing your arms over your chest. You huffed as you walked slightly faster, leaving your boyfriend behind as he apologized for saying that, telling you to come back.

ITADORI YUUJI - He doesn't really care

- Will definitely laugh though when you ask him to grab something for you

- He isn't that tall either so he doesn't make fun of you or anything

- Bro will throw hands if Sukuna says something about your height

You climbed onto the kitchen counter reaching into the cabinet, though you still couldn't reach the canned food on the shelf. 'Why did I put these cans on the top shelf!' You mentally cursed yourself. "YUUJI!" You yelled from across the house, the pink haired boy running into the kitchen at your yelling.

"What happened? Is something wrong?" He asked frantically, you jumped down from the counter and stared up at him.

"I can't reach the food.." You mumbled a bit embarrassed, letting out a small yelp when you were lifted onto Yuuji's shoulders. "I wont drop you, I swear" He said holding you by your legs.

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

- He likes to rest his arm on your head.

- That's the only way he acknowledges your short

- Will throw hands with anyone is they comment on your height

You and Megumi stopped walking as you waited for the bus to come by, you had been waiting for quite some time, legs becoming tired.

Megumi shifted his weight over and rested his arm on your head. You huffed, and rolled your eyes used to the action. The black-haired male heard you huff, and he removed his arm from your head, ruffling your hair softly and wrapping an arm around your neck and holding you into his side lovingly.

"Sorry." he said, his voice was muffled as he placed a small kiss in your hair. "It's fine." You laughed a little.

KUGISAKI NOBARA

- She understands, she's short too

- Nobara: (cries in 5'3")

- If you are still shorter than her, she'll act so proud

- "I'm taller than [f.name]! Haha!"

"Are you almost ready?" You heard Nobara yell from the downstairs area of your home.

"Just a minute!" You shouted back slipping on a pair of heels/platforms[any shoe that can make you taller]. You rushed down the stairs stopping in front of Nobara, she stared up at you with widened eyes. "Hey! When did you get so tall?" She said a bit too loud, looking you up and down then staring at your shoes.

"No, you aren't wearing those." She said pointing down at your feet. "Why not?" You asked, a smirk toying at your lips, you knew what you were doing.

"You can't be taller than me." She said, shoving you lightly back on the sofa and swiftly taking your shoes off. She then pulled you back up and smiled at the difference in height, as you sighed going to put different shoes on.

#nobara kugisaki #jujutsu kaisen headcannons #gojo satoru #megumifushiguro #yuji itadori #headcanon #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jujutsu nobara #jujutsu megumi #jujutsu kaisen #saturo gojo #satoru gojo #jujutsu imagines

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lulumilkshake · 1 year

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helloo can i request a lil fic of jealous gojo pleasee 💗

a/n: sorry i just saw this ugh, but yes bc i LOVE jealous men especially if they r hot!!💁‍♀️💁‍♀️

bad dog

pairing: g. satoru

warning(s): nothing much besides jealousy and fluff, some angst if you squint, use of she/her

gojo was obsessed with you. how could he not be? you’re beautiful, strong, confident, pretty much everything he loves in a woman.

he knew you felt the same way about him too, so what was this clenching feeling in his heart?

yaga assigned a little exchange assistant teacher to you. he was used to study tokyos jujutsu teachings and take notes on behavior. he wasn’t strong at all, average in looks (compared to him), and obviously had a crush on you.

gojos teeth clenched at the fact you were joking around with the dog (as gojo would call him) and the first years. that should be HIM!

“you’re staring. hard.” shoko commented on his obvious aura of jealousy. he responded to her stab at him with an annoyed “tch”.

“this isn’t like you to not intervene when she’s getting hit on. are you intimidated or something?” she sticks her tongue out as she said that.

“intimidated to a dog used by the elders? hell no.” he rolled his eyes through his blindfold, gagging.

“im only not saying anything because yaga told me not to torment him or whatever.” gojo said as he was imitating yaga.

that’s actually not true. he didn’t intervene because you told him not to intervene. he would never admit that though because this wasn’t the first time he got jealous over people trying to advance on you.

whether it was men at a bar, fellow co-workers, his friends, or even your friends, he would always try and scare them away when they tried hitting on you.

he wasn’t even insecure or anything. he’s the strongest he has nothing to be insecure of! he just loved the feeling of knowing your his.

even though he does all of this, he HATES when you call him jealous.

“jealous? honey you must be thinking of someone else. you know i have nothing to be jealous of.” he often replies slyly whenever you call him jealous. you think it’s because he knows it’s true, but would never EVER admit it.

“you daydreaming or something?” shoko said as she brought him back to earth by waving a hand in front of his face.

“she probably doesn’t even think he is funny. i’d be laughing at how he fights, not his lame jokes.” he says suddenly. shoko replies with a large laugh.

“seriously at this point just go over there and give him the ijichi treatment. have him get you a soda or something if you’re this jealous.” she responded as she got up from her spot on the bench, wiping the dust of her pants.

“not, jealous” he replies again annoyed. but it wasn’t a bad idea to treat him like the dog he is.

as he was just about to get up as well, you called him over.

“satoru!! c’mere honey!” you yelled out sweetly for him. god he was so whipped for you.

when he walked over to you, you greeted him with a long kiss. he grabbed your waist not letting go.

“ahem” the assistant teacher (dog) coughed at the awkward tension between him and gojo.

“ahh your the um..” he drawls out his reply and snaps his fingers when he gets an answer “the dog the elders are using!”

before the assistant teacher could respond back with an offended answer, gojo flips him a coin and winks

“hey.. why don’t you go get me a soda. cmon don’t be a bad dog!”

a/n: FIRST REQUEST! tysm hope u enjoyed bae

#gojo x reader #anime and manga #gojo headcanons #satoru gojo x reader #satoru x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu imagines

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chaichaiiskai · 1 year

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TITLE: Invisible

— PART TEN. —

yandere! bully! sukuna x gn! idgaf! fearless! reader! x yandere! yuuji itadori

MASTERPOST. PREV. NEXT.

CONTENT WARNING: none.

WORD COUNT: 3.3 k.

TAGLIST: @soberdipity @sadgyaltings @kawasbaby @screwyou3

“MAKI. Wake up, The Great One wishes for you to report directly to him as soon as possible. Seems you’ve stumbled across something important.”

A soft and recognizable voice said, forcing the recently fallen Sorceangel to open her eyes, blinking rapidly in an attempt to adjust to the brightness of the all-white room she’d just spawned into. The source of the voice seemed to be peering over her form, in the form of a blob with stark white locks that was nearly recognizable. Suddenly, the ‘blob’ reached over her and slid something onto her face— her specialized glasses. Once she was able to see again, her vision stabilizing itself with the assistance of her glasses, she smiled faintly at the sight of her old friend, slowly sitting up on the bed to speak properly to him. The woman then sighed, stretching out her limbs with a groan of relief upon being in her original form.

“Yuta… I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon, but my mission was cut a tad bit shorter than I anticipated.” She said, shaking out the feathers of the small white wings that sprung from her back, feeling relaxed now that she was no longer constricted in her human vessel. Yuta covered his mouth with a finger to stifle his laugh, reaching up to affectionately ruffle her now-turned-white locks, smiling at her. “No need to fret. He looks down upon you with happiness, and you are one of his favorites, I’m sure he’ll promote you for what you’ve done so far.” Maki laughed along with him lowly, standing up from the bed to begin walking out of the Spawn Room, silently preparing herself to speak to The Great One. He was rather… intense.

“I can only hope so. Has anything changed since I’ve been gone?”

“Oh, nothing in particular. Rika was sent on a mission for learning about the newest human plague, Panda is roaming the mortal world, living out his days as a panda, ruling over them… I believe he’s in China, currently.”

“What about Toge..?”

“Ah, Toge recently got promoted to a Tier 4, which reminds me! You’ve made it right on time for the celebration and ceremony, The Great One knows how long it has been since we’ve seen a Tier 4, and we all know that is basically the end of promotions since… The last Tier 5 is currently locked away who knows where. I suppose it is not smart to speak of Her, especially after committing such an atrocious sin.” He whispered the last bit, knowing that speaking of Her would often make others uncomfortable or anxious.

The two Sorceangels left the building of Spawn Rooms and began to roam around, heading towards the humongous castle in the center of Heaven where The Great One would undoubtedly be residing, probably goofing around without a care in the world.

Maki shuddered at the thought, thinking of how the Demons have managed to seduce yet another innocent soul. And it was truly unfortunate that you were that soul. She wondered why they had chosen you as their target instead of someone else. As far as she could sense from being around your soul for so long was that you were a bundle of many, many different lives lived before you. Her original mission had been to observe all who appeared to have many lives attached to their current lives. She’d been doing it for as long as she could remember, moving around the mortal world, observing everyone who fit the description. Before she’d stumbled across you, she remembered that the most reincarnated soul she’d witnessed was one who’d been reincarnated over thirty times. He was an older man who was known for his wisdom around the neighborhood he lived in, Maki had disguised herself as an older version of her human vessel to get closer to him and soon befriended him.

One day, she had been sitting beside him on a park bench, feeding corn and grain to the ducks when she’d suddenly witnessed something she’d never seen before in all her millennia of creation.

A tiny human toddler… reincarnated over a thousand times, playing innocently on a play structure with a few other children.

Upon her discovery, Maki erased the memories of herself from the older man, just like she’d done before to the other’s she shadowed, and shrunk her vessel down to match your age at the time, slowly becoming closer and closer to you. As she did this, she found herself falling for you, platonically, you were truly her best friend, despite being merely a mortal. You were the one that helped her to discover the meaning of humanity, as well as what love felt like, something unheard of amongst the Sorceangel.

It’s not that they didn’t know what it was, they weren’t allowed to experience it, and if they did, they would end up having a solemn fate and become useless to Him.

After walking for a bit, the two of them moving side by side in a comfortable silence towards The Hall of Blues, occasionally waving at some familiar faces and exchanging a few words, they got closer and closer to the building. Before Maki knew it, she was led in front of a pair of large white wooden double doors with trimmings of turquoise and sapphire. Yuta smiled with his eyes at his old friend and bowed at her, fluttering his silver wings in her direction as a gesture of good luck and fortune. Then, he turned around, walking back down the hall that led them here. With a deep inhale, Maki rested her hands onto the handles of the hefty doors and pushed through them, revealing the grand room where The Great One liked to play.

After entering, she glanced around the spacious room until her eyes landed on Him. He appeared to be deeply concentrated on a mortal board game known as chest, currently partnered up against a Tier 4 Sorceangel who she recognized as one of her previous mentors, Kento. The two of them sat at a table, both comfortably seated in cushioned white seats that matched the look of the doors and the rest of the decorations in the room. Just like the rest of Heaven, it kept the theme of white, turquoise, and sapphire— it was frankly the most beautiful place in existence, as far as she knew. Everything was made with extravagance, crafted in the image of Him.

From Maki’s point of view, it seemed that her mentor was the one winning this round. The Great One’s six multicolored wings were fluffed and he was pouting like a frustrated child, brows knitted together in the middle of his forehead in a mode of concentration. Kento, on the other hand, was relaxed and calm, moving yet another chess piece across the board, knocking one of The Great One’s kings over to replace it with one of his own pieces.

“Ahhh!! How are you so good at this? Have you been studying outside of our sessions? How unfair!!!”

“No, Gojo. I have not been doing such things. Simply put, you’re just not very good at this game, unless you’ve been holding back on every single one of our matches.”

Maki shivered at the casual conversation, knowing the true extent of The Great One’s power and just how easily he could obliterate anyone he so desires, yet, he never even bat an eye when her mentor spoke to him in a such a way, instead, he would always laugh and ramble about how much he loved the Tier 4’s honesty and wished more were like him. That was untrue, no one else would ever be allowed to speak so casually to him the way Kento did, it was almost as if they had a special bond to each other, even deeper than companionship. In the midst of her thinking, she barely caught on when she was directly addressed.

“My dear junior, are you going to continue standing there like a statue or are you going to come over here and give me that report of yours?” The Great One announced, even with his back facing her as he continued the game of chess. Maki quickly cleared her throat and apologized, walking towards the table with her head bowed towards the both of them, not daring to look either of them in the eye out of respect. “My apologies, sir. I didn’t wish to interrupt your session, you both seem to be concentrating.”

The Great One chuckled. “Well, I am, but I don’t know about Kento, he always seems so bored when he’s beating me at my own creation. But!” He paused, leaning back in his cushioned chair to slap at his clothed thighs that was draped over with a silk white toga that covered his slightly muscular form, the edges made of embellished sapphire. He turned to Maki and smiled at her, his bright cerulean eyes boring into the depths of her soul, giving her his full attention. “What have you?”

His gaze always made her feel slightly on edge, causing her to promptly press her hands together, rubbing them gently together as she began to speak. “I have found the Demon Princes in the mortal world. They appear to be both connected to a mortal that’s been reincarnated thousands of times whom I’ve been observing named Y/N L/N. I found out after going to check up on them after not hearing from them in a couple of days. Upon my discovery… I attempted to seperate them, however, the older prince initiated combat with me and upon realizing that I could not win, I retreated. He hunted me down anyway and killed my mortal vessel, which led me here. Which reminds me— how am I awake..? Wouldn’t it usually take a few years to return back to this form..?” Maki recited but then found herself curious about the last bit, brows knitted together in the middle of her forehead as she looked at him expectedly.

Tier 1 Sorceangels, often used for small tasks involving many different things that directly entailed mortals, were provided with mortal vessels to use in order to roam unsuspected amongst the mortals. However, after their death in their vessel, it can take as long as a decade for their soul to return to their true form, but it only took a single day for Maki to be returned. Which proved a few things— this mission was something of a top priority for The Great One and the information she gained was important for him to learn. Of course, he saw everything that occured to the use of Maki’s eyes, but he didn’t mind listening to her verbal report, it was a good way to tell where her loyalty stood and as far as he could tell, she appeared to still be quite loyal to Him.

“No need to fret your pretty little head about that, Maki. You’ve done great work, that means you get a promotion! Isn’t that exciting?” He said rather excitedly after hearing her report, and then He snapped his fingers, causing Maki’s entire body to explode with light for just a moment before the energy making up her being recollected itself and she returned to her original form. Except, this time, her little white wings were now silver, signifying that she was officially a Tier 3, skipping over Tier 2 where her wings would have become bronze. And whereas her two smaller wings were smaller, providing limited travel time, her present wings were the same size as her entire height and there was a third wing now resting between her shoulder blades.

Immediately after being promoted, she dropped to one knee in a slight bow to pay her respects to him.

“Thank you, sir. I will wear my title with honor.”

“Ah ah ah. You shouldn’t thank me just yet, your mission is not over. I need you to go back to the mortal world and continue to surveillance the mortal and the princes. Tell me if anything changes or if you notice anything of importance.”

Maki nodded.

“Of course. I will do everything in my power to protect them from the wrath of the prince called Sukuna as well as the prince called Yuuji.”

Ah. One more thing.

“Well, about that—“ The Great One smiled sadly at his junior and snapped his fingers again, effectively erasing any fond memories she’s had with you, therefore erasing all and any memories of your established friendship (though you would still be able to remember). Soon, he watched as she became devoid of emotion in regards to her newest mission, turning her back into one of his perfect little dolls.

“It is unfortunate that I had to do that, but I have to make sure you remain loyal to everything we’ve built here, one little mortal should not cause you to succumb to mortal emotions, Maki. Now, can you repeat your mission back to me?”

“I will continue to surveil the mortal Y/N L/N, along with the Princes of Hell, awaiting further instructions from you, Great One.”

The Great One grinned, gently clasping his hands together in a giddy and childish manner, his eyes sparkling with mischief and deviousness.

“Fantastic. Go on then.”

Maki nodded and turned, heading out of the room with her hands tucked behind her back.

The Great One sighs in accomplishment as he gets more comfortable in his seat, almost forgetting the second presence who was still seated across from him, awaiting the game of Chess to continue. However, Kento appeared to have a few other ideas in mind.

“Pardon me for questioning you, Gojo, but, I’ve always been curious. Why do you torture the Prince of Hell? Haven’t you already stolen away hundreds of his Invisibilis Gustums before? Are your desires not satisfied yet?”

Throwing his head back to laugh, The Great One seemed to be tickled silly by the questions asked of him. Then, he recollected himself before he spoke again, almost as if he was talking about a loved hobby of his.

“Why not? Those heathens don’t deserve to be happy. Especially not after taking my sweet Yemema and corrupting her to the point where I had to lock her up for her own safety. Truthfully… they deserve to feel my pain. They will never make the same mistake again.”

Leaving The Hall of Blues, Maki was soon met by Yuta at the top of the steps that led to the front doors. He perked up slightly upon seeing her, his usual gentle smile gracing his face as greeted her yet again. “I see things have gone well for you, now we’re silverette twins.” He verbally observed, laughing faintly as his shoulders bounced. Maki offered her own smile and then opened her mouth to say something to him, but felt a slight throbbing pain in the front of her forehead, causing her to stagger and nearly fall down the last couple of steps. Fortunately, Yuta made haste and grabbed onto her arms to keep her from falling, assisting her down the rest of the steps as he looked at her in worry.

Maki looked up and quickly shook her head, using her other hand to wave dismissively as a means to get him to relax. “No no no. Nothing of the sort, I am just feeling… empty. Emptier than usual, I believe.” That causes him to rear back in surprise, giving her an expression that spoke many words, every one of them she understood. “That is how we are /supposed/ to feel, Maki. You know that we are not allowed the luxuries of experiencing true emotion. We are simply vessels made to serve Him…” He spoke, though his words sounded… sad. They were a stark contrast to his protective voice that had darkened just a few seconds prior when he inquired about The Great One potentially harming her.

Without a word, she nodded, allowing him to lead her along as she placed a hand on her forehead where the sudden painful throbbing had occurred. She’d never felt such a thing before, and what was even stranger was that the throbbing had been accompanied by an image that she couldn’t decipher, showing her a smiling face of someone she couldn’t recognize. Who were they? What was their significance? Why couldn’t she remember who they were? Perhaps she was running a little low on mana, maybe afterwards she would be able to remember them and place their face.

That was wishful thinking.

No matter what she did, she just couldn’t remember and it was distracting her from the one-sided conversation happening between herself and Yuta, which he took note of, suddenly snapping his fingers gently in front of her face. Slightly startled from her ever growing dilemma, she blinks, looking at her companion with a bitter taste on her tongue. Noticing the grimace present on her face, he pursued his lips in a pout and furrowed his brows at her. “Is something wrong? You’ve seemed… distant since speaking to The Great One? Did something happen alongside your promotion?” He asked in a hushed tone, knowing just how nosey the other Socreangels could be, he already heard some of them gossiping about Maki suddenly skipping the ranks after her short mission in the mortal world.

Matching the tone and volume level of his voice, she decides to confide in him considering that she always does, she considers him one of her closest.. friends. Another throb has her tensing up in her seat at one of the many tables in the cafeteria, only this time instead of being in the front of her skull it was in her chest. Which was strange, since Sorceangels did not need other organs aside from their brain, and stomach. However, she found herself reaching up to rub at an area on her chest where the human heart would be. There was an absence of a heart but with phantom pain in full blossom. The sensation was strange and not enjoyable in the least. Noticing this, Yuta frowned and reached over the table from where he sat across from her, encasing her wrist with his slender fingers and gripping onto it to get her to stop what she was doing. “Did He say something unfavorable to you…?” Yuta whispered even lower than before, his voice having the slightest edge to it along with his protectiveness just barely shielding itself from the world around them.

Maki looked up and quickly shook her head, using her other hand to wave dismissively as a means to get him to relax. “No no no. Nothing of the sort, I am just feeling… empty. Emptier than usual, I believe.” That causes him to rear back in surprise, giving her an expression that spoke many words, every one of them she understood. “That is how we are supposed to feel, Maki. You know that we are not allowed the luxuries of experiencing true emotion. We are simply vessels made to serve Him…” He spoke, though his words sounded… sad. They were a stark contrast to his protective voice that had darkened just a few seconds prior when he inquired about The Great One potentially harming her.

Uncharacteristically, she scoffed at him, shaking her wrist free from his grip to look at him with an unreadable expression. “I am aware, but something just— does not feel right. It feels as though I am missing a crucial part of my mission, as if I have forgotten something important to me. I do not enjoy this feeling, it displeases me.”

Yuta listens, his shoulders slightly tensed as he eyes his friend, unable to say anything else to her considering he knew nothing of what she spoke of. Instead, he pushed the glass of strange blue, glimmering liquid towards her, urging her to drink it. Maki stared down at it and then at him but eventually gave in, picking it up and gulping it down with a blank look on her face. Perhaps restoration of her energy would be able to explain this. One could only hope she could get her head back on straight before being sent back down to the mortal realm to continue her mission.

Yuta listened, his shoulders slightly tensed as he eyes his friend, unable to say anything else to her considering he knew nothing of what she spoke of. Instead, he pushed the glass of strange blue, glimmering liquid towards her, urging her to drink it. Maki stared down at it and then at him but eventually gave in, picking it up and gulping it down with a blank look on her face. Perhaps restoration of her energy would be able to explain this. One could only hope she could get her head back on straight before being sent back down to the mortal realm to continue her mission.

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starclemon27 · 2 years

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No bitches Ei? 🤨

Lmao so ye I made an OC of a Genshin character but with a twist because I've been writing a JJK x RaidenShogun! OC, cus.... why not lmao. So yeah the male character is the Raiden shogun father but this raiden has a different name

Im still planning the future chapters would be, so this fanfiction still has not been released yet.

#genshin impact #jujutsu kaisen #genshin impact oc #raiden baal #raiden shogun #genshin archon #genshin imagines #jujutsu imagines #fanfic

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zyxelia · 2 years

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With You (2): Class

Pairing: Junpei Yoshino x F!reader

wc: 1023 words

Summary: After the messed up ecounter, you finally going into the class. Just then you realize the problem is starting again when you don't know which class you goes. Can you be the same class with him? Or you just can seeing him from afar despite what you've done?

a/n: ( [M/N] stands for your male name )

part 1 , part 2

"Uh!" The boy jerked away, but was still trying to keep himself in place by holding onto the bedsheet.

"I'm sorry. I'll be more careful" You said, without looking at him. He's just there, looking— staring at you. Why would you do something like this to a stranger? You don't even know him, right?

"It's finally done" You smile happily, feeling the pride of your work in treating the boy's injury.

"Ma, may I ask something?" The boy looks at you.

"Yes?"

"Who are you? And why are you helping me? " He looks at you, confused and worried. What did he worry about? "You know, you can be their target too."

Ah, so that's it.

"I'll just beat them again." You give him a smirk. On hearing that, he just laughed and tried to extend his hand for a shake.

"Junpei Yoshino".

He's the one.

You finally found him again,

After those years.

"[M/N]"

"Last, name?"

His voice is still beautiful.

Look at his eyes.

That's a pretty color.

As always.

"[L/N]"

"I see, okay." He looks at you awkwardly. Just then, you realize you didn't truly hold his hands for the handshake. You're sure that he knows you're staring at him.

"So, you're new here?" He asks while looking at you, and you let go of his hand. Ah, why? It's just been seconds and you already miss the warmth of that hand. "Yes, it's my first day today," you respond to him. "Ah, If you don't mind, can you tell me where the headmaster's office is?"

"Sure," he says,

Remaining selfless.

Junpei gets up and walks to the door. He's not walking straight, so you decided to help him. Putting one of his arms over your shoulder and the other around his waist. "Oh.." He looks at you. But he doesn't say anything. He may be afraid of being held by someone he has just met, you believes.

Oh, Jun.

If only you knew.

While helping him, you look at him again. To be more specific, you look at his neck.

There's no sign of the necklace.

"Here's the office." You two stopped in front of a big door. Junpei taps the back of your hand, "I can walk by myself now." You let go of him.

You knock on the door, and it is soon followed by "Come in" from the inside. "Oh, so it's you." The Headmaster gets up from his seat and scans you up and down, and then he looks at Junpei, who is standing beside you. "Which class did you go to?" he asks.

"3A," Junpei said.

Just then, the realization hits you.

Your Uncle didn't tell you anything about what class you were going into. You're trying to calm yourself by saying, "Maybe it hasn't been decided yet." But that thought makes you more nervous.

You glance at Junpei, thinking what would happen if you didn't go to the same class with him. Would you just watch from afar now?

"Take a seat first; don't just stand around there." He pointed to two chairs that were placed in front of his desk. You watched nervously as he got back to his seat and started flapping through all the files on his desk. "[L/N], I see all of your history and all of it is incredible. You once studied overseas, didn't you? What makes you take a big turn to come back to the country? " He asks,

"Someone," and you tell him. He was just silent. Before nodding and saying, "You can go to class 3A. Will you help [L/N] Junpei? " ,

"Yes, I will. Don't worry" Junpei responded.

You feel excitement all over your body. If you could, you may be jumping all around right now. You're going to the same class as him.

'Thank you, Uncle!'

"Let's call it a day. The class is going to start in 5 minutes. " The headmaster warned the two of you, "Didn't want to be late on your first day, right?"

"Yes, thank you!" You get up from the chair, giving him a bow.

"This is the class." After meeting the headmaster, Junpei leads you to the class. "The class has already started, though. The headmaster's office is far from any classroom. " He looks at you.

"Ready?" Junpei smiles. "Yes", you gulp nervously. "Your tie, it's a little messy." Junpei points at your tie. You feel embarrassed and tell him to give a little time. After giving you some time to adjust it, Junpei knocks on the door, and after receiving 'Come in', he slides it open.

"Yoshino?" The teacher asks, "Why are you late and who is that behind you?" Junpei awkwardly waves his two hands in front of him. "Uh, I met him outside school today and decided to help him to the headmaster's office. The headmaster tells him he'd go to class 3A and asks me to help him. " Said Junpei.

"I see. You can sit on your seat. " The teacher said, "Could you introduce yourself first?" The teacher looks at you. You nod, and stand in front of the class.

Your eyes scanned the room, and all the people from this morning didn't have the same class as Junpei, which made you glad. You wouldn't risk peaceful time with Junpei because now you're close with him, right?

"It's a pleasure to meet you all, [M/N] [L/N]. " You bow slightly. When you straightened back to your original position, you could hear other students' whispers in front of you. 'transferred in the third year, really?' or something along those lines. You can discuss this with your classmates later. "For now, sit beside Yoshino and let's get back to class," your teacher said as he pointed to the seat at the back near the window.

Thanking him, you walk down to your seat and look at Junpei again. Putting your bag down and sitting down, you wave your hand at him while smiling. That can be translated as 'We meet again!'

He just smiled, though, before turning his focus back to the lesson and the notes he had already been taking.

You see, the world is with you today.

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