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[nanastea]

nap time

order: you were just admiring your boyfriend who  pairing: fushiguro toji x gn!reader word count: 383 tags: fluffy, toji being a tease :/ mention of d*ath, ooc toji? angst if you really squint, not a lot of dialogue sorry o.o date: jun. 02, 2021

nana’s note: *drops this toji fic after being late*...you guys didn’t see anything o.o but we’ve made it to the end!! thank you so much for those who stuck around and those who may have just discovered these works ‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) i’m grateful for you all and i really hope i can improve and bring great content here :) also! i see those requests and i’m really excited to fulfill them!! please enjoy this and i hope i’ll see you again~~ (/∇＼*)｡o○♡

event: / previous order: blanket thief

you were on your side, head propped on a bent elbow as your eyes fell on your lover. fushiguro toji is a pretty complex individual. while he is very cold and indifferent to others, it surprises you sometimes how he lets his guard down just a little when he’s with you.

you remember the first time you two met each other for the first time with him on the brink of death just a few blocks from your home. honestly, both of you weren’t expecting your relationship to progress this far and deep.

toji is a very independent man and by that, he enjoys his fair share of gambling and one night stands, it’s just by chance that he kind of started to enjoy being with you a lot. it started with constant late night visits to your flat which reached to frequent outings and then to toji making his home permanently in your home.

neither of you questioned what kind of relationship you two were in, but the calming nature of your connection seemed to speak for itself. it’s the afternoon and you two are on your shared bed with toji fast asleep. you were going to pull the edge of the blanket up when you hear the man hum.

“were you watching me sleep?” the grumbly voice caught your ears and you tense in your spot as toji’s head turns to you, a smirk on his lips.

“no i wasn’t.” you refute weakly, pulling up the covers.

“that’s kinda creepy.” he utters, his eyes now fully wide to look at you.

“i told you i wasn’t watching you.” you click your tongue, but toji refuses to back down and only further his teasing.

“but you’re cute, so i’ll forgive you.” you grumble and push him away as he chuckles.

“come on, i was only joking~” toji pulls you in and snuggles his head against your neck, breath fanning against your skin. you playfully roll your eyes and wrap your arms around the broad man, fingers beginning to lazily running through his hair.

subconsciously, the given position you two were in gave you a chance to place a soft kiss on his forehead. there’s a moment of silence before the man pipes up.

“ew.”

“shut up and go back to sleep.”

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[nanastea]

blanket thief

order: you love your boyfriend, you really do but… pairing: gojo satoru x gn!reader word count: 382 tags: gojo being a jerk :/ date: may 31, 2021

nana’s note: i saw this prompt it fit gojo so well. also we’re in the final stretch of the 150 event! our last character is toji (*´◡`) please enjoy!

event/ previous order: cuddles / next order: nap time

you love satoru, you really do. his overly confident personality may be a little obnoxious at times, but satoru could have a softer side; usually reserved for only you. but, there were things where you really could not stand how your boyfriend is. much like right now. you’re currently on your side of the bed, shivering in the room’s cool air.

satoru is on his side, comfortably snuggled in the depths of your supposedly shared blanket. you get it, it’s bound to happen when you’re sharing the covers with someone, but it’s been happening constantly these nights and it’s been taking a toll on your sleep.

“i get that you’re taller than me, but does that really require you to steal all the blankets? i’m cold.” you grumble, tugging onto the blanket that gojo had tightly wrapped himself into. the blanket was a size queen yet somehow the white head was able to take every corner of the comforter and make it his own. the sorcerer doesn’t even budge when you attempt to snatch the duvet from underneath his form.

in fact, he just grumbles and pulls back the blanket with just enough strength and tuck it even closer to him. giving up, you groan under your breath and turn away from him, hugging your knees to your chest. in the end, you did not get enough sleep due to the lack of warmth and comfort. the morning you wake up, you are awoken to the oh so loving voice of your boyfriend.

“good morning, my love!” gojo perks up, white tuff of hair peeking through the open door. when he gets the glimpse of your messy bedhead and drowsy face, he teases you.

“you don’t look so good. didn’t get enough sleep?” the wide grin on his face makes you glare at him, gripping onto the corner of his pillow and throwing it at him. he dodges and laughs.

“what’s wrong, my love?”

“you! it’s your fault, satoru!” you shout, shuffling off the bed and running towards him. the white head is quick on his feet and runs out to the living room, laughing as you pick up the fallen pillow and chase him around the small flat, attempting to get him back for the lost sleep you had to endure.

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[nanastea]

cuddles

order: he’s a menace and is annoying pairing: ryomen sukuna x gn!reader word count: 365 tags: suggestive? sukuna says c*ddle date: may 30, 2021

nana’s note: I’M SORRY FOR THE LATE POST HOEFLSFUSNEKFU i was so caught up on other work that i wasn’t able to finish this TOT and i see my inbox is beginning to receive orders, i’m sorry if i’m late to them, i’m working on them and hopefully i will post orders once the event is over T^T

event / previous order: love confession / next order: tbd

“you’ve been abandoning me for your silly human duties. shouldn’t you be paying attention to me?” the king of cures sighs, cheek resting on his palm as he huffs and slumps on your bed.

if you were quite honest, yes, you hadn’t been paying much attention to sukuna because your boss had assigned you piles of deadlines to do. and as someone whose driven to get things done in one sitting, you kind of forgot to take a break.

“sorry, sukuna. i’ll be right there.” your answer is automatic as you carry on looking through the packets. sukuna rolls his eyes and huffs again.

“you’re not even paying attention to me.” the man complained. and he didn’t stop there, sukuna quite literally continued his incessant complaining, going on how he rather do something else without you, to going to your favorite ice cream shop down the street without getting you your favorite flavor.

at first you were able to block out your boyfriend’s grumbling, but when his words begin to get a little suggestive, you can’t help but not tune it out.

“i wanna cuddle, but if i touch you, i might not be able to stop~”

“would you stop it already? i’m almost done.” you muttered, beginning to feel your cheeks warm up.

“why? it seems like it’s getting your attention.” you can hear the smug look on his face when he says that and you grip onto your pen tightly. no, you can’t give into temptation.

“come on~ you like cuddles don’t you?” sukuna hummed, patting the space in front of him, tempting you as if you were going to give in. spoiler. you did.

“fine, just a small break.”

“good, little one.” sukuna chuckles, satisfied with his ‘hard work.’ grumbling under your breath, you close your books and make your way to the bed where sukuna warmly welcomes you with his arms open.

“it’s just a while, got it?” you say.

“yeah, yeah.” your boyfriend grumbles and wraps his arms around your torso and waist. a satisfied hum rumbles his chest and you automatically relax under his touch.

“see? isn’t this nice? this human contact?”

“whatever.” you mumble, feeling yourself drift off.

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[nanastea]

jade eyes

order: first order for the 150 special patron event is fushiguro megumi! pairing: fushiguro megumi x gn!reader word count: 319 tags: fluffy, flustered megumi, cheesy pickup lines date: may 26, 2021

nana’s note: yay! my first work for the special event~ and i welcome the beautiful patrons who have signed up! (⸝⸝⍢⸝⸝) ෆ also i know this is very short 🥲 i was stressing out so much today i’m so sorry for the late post ( ͒˃̩̩⌂˂̩̩ ͒) i promise the next ones will be better

event / next order: paper cranes

“god, your eyes are gorgeous.” you breathed out contentedly, chin resting on your palms. megumi stiffens where he stands and he gives you a skeptical look. did he just hear you correctly?

“wh…what did you just say?”

“your eyes are gorgeous, megumi.” you chuckled softly. megumi is having an internal crisis, how was he supposed to take the compliment? was it even a compliment? with a jumble of his thoughts, megumi doesn’t realize that his face has gotten warm and pink all over.

“oh, you’re blushing, megumi!”

“i am not!” he quickly spat, turning away from you making you giggle.

“i see, so you can’t handle compliments, huh?”

“that’s not it!”

“yeah, yeah.” you playfully roll your eyes. you observe your classmate carefully and wonder how he could react if you continued teasing him.

“megumi?”

“what?”

“do you have a map?” megumi frowns and glances at you over his shoulder.

“huh?”

“because i keep getting lost in your eyes.” it takes a second for megumi to process what you just said and once it hit him, the redness in his face only darkened.

“are you serious?!” now you can’t stop laughing. you’ve made stoic boy blush profusely and you can’t get enough of it.

“megumi~” you call out.

“shut up, i’m not listening to you.”

“ah~ come on. i just want to apologize. seriously.” you tell him softly, and megumi listens, trusting you, but when he turns he’s glaring at you. you have to stifle a snicker.

“what?”

“they say the eyes are the mirror to the soul–”

“oh shut up already!” he snaps making you burst out laughing again.

“and you must have one beautiful soul!” you had to squeeze out, clutching your stomach. the laughter that racks through your body makes you shake and you can’t help it. this is too entertaining because a blushing megumi is a once in a blue moon. this was worth it.

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[nanastea]

guilt

order: one small taro milk tea with mango jelly for fushiguro megumi. the imagine is megumi overthinking and blaming himself while reader tries to calm him and reassure him after a mission, where reader almost d!ed. — anon

pairing: fushiguro megumi x gn!reader word count: 2,198 tags: 3(?) bad words, mention of de*th + bl**d + vi*lence, angsty, comfort, megumi feeling guilty and sad :( you comfort him, lmk if i missed anything!

nana’s note: i’m sorry for being so inactive (/^\ ) i hate coming up with the same constant excuses but i really have no excuse here other than i had group orders to do and it was super stressful preparing for a two job interviews. i promise i will get to all of the orders this week! also i always end up writing for megumi and it turns out way longer than i intended. and this one is by the far the longest one for him and just a general piece haha idk what it is lol but please enjoy this! and thank you anon for ordering, hope the ending was satisfying!

previous order: comforting his s/o – n. kento

a bubbling rage boiled in megumi’s chest and his anger only clouded his thoughts. the sight of you lying lifelessly on the cold ground, blood quickly soaking the surrounding earth made megumi blank out. he’s quick to feel so numb that it quickly shrouds his brain making him unleash techniques he had yet to discover.

he exorcised the curses, ruthlessly and violently so much so that yuuji and nobara had no idea what to do and rather relied on gojo to calm the black-haired boy. but all that bursting rage didn’t bring you back to consciousness. when you were brought to shoko, megumi expected the worst and even shoko acknowledged that even if she did her best.

you may not even survive. and that sickening feeling of you disappearing did not settle well in megumi’s stomach. but fortunately, shoko had barely brought you back to the cost of falling into a coma. relief may have washed over megumi for a second, but the bubbling guilt and remorse was no stranger.

megumi had drowned himself in his self-deprecating thoughts and self-inflicted guilt. he blamed himself for being weak and unable to protect someone so important to him and the last thing he wanted was tsumiki’s incident to repeat itself, especially if you were in that place.

yet it seemed like the fates were not in favor.

the days were heavy and filled with tension when training happened. the spikey haired boy was ruthless and continuously showed no mercy against his opponents. while it did leave bruises and sore muscles, yuuji, nobara and the second years had never seen megumi this agitated yet rightfully so.

you were a very important piece of megumi and suddenly you were ripped from his grasp and on the edge of death’s door. anyone in his place would feel like this. and as much as he wanted to, megumi refused to visit you.

he feared looking at your unconscious state and coming to the realization that, yes, he could be losing you and he was not ready to come to terms with that. he thinks he never would.

the day that you woke up, you had been surrounded by all of the first and second years for their daily visit to you. megumi had been forced to go by all of them after they got irritated with the shikigami’s stubbornness. and even still, they reluctantly let him be and went on their way to your room. unbeknownst to them, megumi had waited outside the room silently.

each of the students had taken a chance to talk about their days and occasionally would burst into petty arguments (read: yuuji, nobara, and maki) should the pink or orange-haired teens say something worth eye-rolling to. but when panda and toge were shushing and pointing in your direction, all of their eyes lit up when your eyes landed on each of theirs.

“let me bring shoko-san!” yuuji quickly dismisses himself and runs out of the room to find the said doctor. you had barely woken up but nobara is sobbing over you and gripping your hand so tightly. you had no strength to refuse so you let her be.

but when your eyes fall on a familiar pair of wide green ones, the corner of your lips twitch up. megumi realizes and swiftly looks away, missing how your lips turn into a frown. the exchange is unnoticed and maki begins to force nobara off and leave the place.

“don’t chicken out.” maki uttered loud enough for megumi to hear. as soon as the door slid closed, the room was riddled with awkwardness and silence. your mouth attempted to open so you could speak but because of the lack of hydration in your body, you couldn’t utter a single word. the attempt is unnoticed by the boy because he’s too busy looking at his shoes. just when he had the courage to speak, shoko enters.

“oh, megumi.” the woman acknowledges before walking over to your bedside to check your vitals.

“you look pretty well.” the tired doctor said, giving you a hint of a smile as she writes down on her clipboard. “you sustained pretty critical injuries but i was able to stop them before it got any worse…” the doctor goes on about physical therapy to recover the lost body movement and staying in the medical ward until she deems that you are well enough to be released.

“sorry, megumi, they’re gonna be here for a few days so i can watch over their recovery. you can visit later though.” shoko said hopefully to megumi nods and takes his leave. as soon as the door shuts, shoko takes a glance at you to see the flash of disappointment about the boy’s leave, but she doesn’t pry and proceeds with the check-up.

maki was disappointed in megumi to say the least.

the following few days have been quite hard for you. you’ve been in recovery for five days already and while it did take you a while to get over the soreness and therapy, you missed being with your friends.

you missed the little petty arguments between yuuji and nobara and training with the second years. but most of all, you missed megumi. what hurts you the most was that he hadn't even visited you since your last encounter when you woke up.

you told yourself that megumi was trying to get over his initial shock of your wake up and you understood, for a few days, but the fifth day made you believe that maybe it isn’t so much about you waking up.

when you asked yuuji and nobara about megumi, they’d glance at each other and come to a silent agreement to shrug and give you the same excuse.

“he’s training with gojo sensei.” they know you saw right through their lie the first time they said it, and to be honest, they were a bit guilty about it.

maki was not a patient person, and if she wants something done, she’ll do it right away. the thing that’s happening between you and megumi has been putting her in a pretty shitty mood.

she told the boy to talk to you already but with that stubborn personality of his, megumi put off on confronting his feelings, and now everyone can obviously see that both of you were not so happy.

“can you go talk to them already?” maki clicked her tongue, one side of bed staff pointed inches away from megumi’s face. they had been airing and maki, as per usual, had gotten the first year on the ground in a swift move.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” megumi huffed, looking away as if saying i’ll take the defeat already. but maki is not having it.

“just go talk to them, idiot!” maki snapped. “they’re obviously not going to talk to you if you keep being a little asshat, and you wouldn’t like that would you?” the words sting a little, and megumi hates the thought of you ignoring him for who knows how long.

“whatever.” the boy says, shooing away the edge of maki’s staff, and stands up, patting his clothes.

“you better talk to them or else someone’s going to snatch them up.” maki voices, turning around and walking toward the rest of the second years and nobara. megumi stares at the back of his senior’s back and almost lets her words slip his mind.

after that encounter with maki, megumi finds himself standing in front of your room door. apparently, shoko had acknowledged your quick recovery and assigned you to stay in your room for a few more days until you can officially get back to training.

megumi hasn’t counted how long he’s been stupidly standing there with his hand coming up to knock before coming back down to his side in a clenched fist. you must have sensed his distressed spiritual pressure because you’re the one that opens the door.

“i knew it was you, megumi.” you said, a tired grin on your lips. his eyes look away and his hand comes to rub the side of his neck.

“mm.”

“do you want to come in?” it’s a faint nod, but you open the door wider and step to the side so he can walk in. as soon as the door closes, it’s quiet and megumi is standing in the middle of the room, awkwardly waiting for you to speak. he’s been in your room many times but this time, it feels different. and you know it too.

“well, you can sit down.” you say with a chuckle, an attempt to lighten up the tense mood. you move to sit on your bed, sitting crisscrossed and megumi just inches away, sitting at the edge.

“so, what brought you here?” you inquired, and he’s thankful and guilty that you’re the one that’s doing the talking. he just doesn’t know where to start. he wants to apologize and confess how weak he was and how he should have been able to protect you, but it’s so jumbled that he doesn’t know what to do.

his jumbled silent thinking seemed like the black-haired shikigami was ignoring you. to say the least, when you sensed his spiritual pressure outside of your door, you were excited that he finally came. but now, it seemed like he still wasn’t prepared to talk, and that he came here just to say something you didn’t want to hear.

“megumi, tell me what’s wrong?” you asked, voice feeling hopeless and confused and lost. megumi hated that. he clenched his fists and breathed out, eyes shutting right and brows creasing in a frown. to hell with it.

“i wasn’t strong enough to protect you.” he said. “if—if i had just been fast enough, strong enough, you wouldn’t be where you are right now.” you didn’t know what overcame you but your palm had made contact with the boy’s cheek.

it wasn’t a hard slap because of your still aching muscles, but it was enough to leave the presence of your cool fingers. megumi’s eyes widened as he looked at you, tips of his fingers touching the skin of his cheek.

“you idiot. that’s why you haven’t been coming here?” you clicked your tongue, but your eyes are brimming with tears. “i wasn’t hurt because of you. this happened because i made the decision to do what was right. you’re here, megumi, safe and sound, and that’s all that i needed.” a frown appears on megumi’s brows and his chest is tingling with that familiar feeling.

“you were hurt because of me.” he uttered.

“megumi, that’s not—”

“if i took that hit, you wouldn’t have been here. i should be the one in this bed, not you.”

“it’s not your fault, megumi.” you pressed, but the words don’t reach his ears. his rambling is making your irritated and annoyed. why couldn’t he understand that sometimes it’s okay to be protected? to have people sacrifice themselves.

“if only i were strong enough—”

“but you are strong, megumi!” you burst. “you are strong enough. you’re strong and powerful. can you please just listen to me? i did what i thought was right, and i wanted to protect you because you’re someone important. it’s okay that i got a kick out of it so long that you were alright.”

“but i should be protecting you.” megumi countered.

“megumi, listen.” you sighed. “you don’t always have to protect others, it’s okay to be the one being protected. you’re important to me and your safety was just as important as mine. i was just unlucky that i got hit…this badly.” the frown never ceases from his brows and he huffs.

“i just don’t get it.” he said.

“what is that you don’t get?” you ask gently. the blacked haired boy ponders in silence. why had he been so worked up about all of this? yes, you were his classmate and friend.

a friend he considered to be an important part of him. a friend that he finds himself somehow drawn to every time you come into the room. a friend that makes his heart beat like he ran for thousands of miles. was he supposed to be feeling like this? to a friend?

“megumi?” and why does his heart race when you call his name?

“i–i think i like you.” megumi finally says, eyes looking up to you. the room is silent again as you process what he just did so suddenly. the boy doesn’t waver one bit and rather satisfyingly comes to terms to his new discovery.

and just when he thought you’d say something right away, megumi begins to feel self-conscious and stupid to confess at a time like this. but it seems like you beat him to it.

“that’s a relief.” you chuckle breathlessly and break into a timid smile. “i like you too, megumi.” megumi’s eyes grow wider and his beat beats unbearable faster than before, this time happy and excited. his mouth opens and closes like a fish and it makes you giggle.

“we’re idiots, aren’t we?” the question is silly and megumi breaks into a chuckle.

“yeah, we are.”

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[nanastea]

love confession

order: sometimes he just can’t express how much he’s in love with you pairing: choso x gn!reader word count: 416 tags: fluffy, kinda ooc choso? but he’s super soft date: may 28, 2021

nana’s note: there’s not a lot of love for choso :( please give him love also we’re half way through the event! i feel like this fic went 1 to 100 real quick...anyway next will be the one and only king of curses, ryomen sukuna~

event / previous order: paper cranes / next order: cuddles

you were soundly resting atop your boyfriend’s chest, eyes still drowsy from the nap. a hand is on your back and the other is behind your head. you listen to the steady beat of choso’s heart, the slow pulse lulling you closer to slumber again.

“y/n?” your name is gently called out and you hum in response. “don’t fall back asleep or else you won’t sleep later.” the corner of your lip twitches into a smile. choso was always nagging you to make sure you were getting enough rest throughout the day and just enough food and liquid intake. all in good heart, of course.

“yes, mom~” came your teasing response. you can’t see it, but you can feel the playful eye roll and shake of his head and it makes you chuckle.

“you’re just warm and comfortable, how could i not fall back asleep?” you whine, tightening your grip around your boyfriend’s waist. it’s choso’s turn to snicker.

“that’s just an excuse.”

“no! i’m being super serious!” you pout lifting your head to emphasize the jut of your bottom lip. choso hummed doubtedly, but his hand came to the top of your head. you can see his eyes are aglow, filled with admirable love as he brushes your hair back. there’s a smile stretched on your lips as his thumb comes to swipe your cheek.

“how did someone like me be lucky enough to end up with someone like you?” the way the words fall so effortlessly from choso’s lips makes you flustered. it was like he’s been bottling it up for so long and he just somehow had to let it go.

“what is this? you’re being all cheesy all of a sudden.” you muttered, chin resting on his chest; honestly, a little flustered at his words.

“what? i can’t express my love for my beloved?”

“well i mean of course you can! but you know…warn me a bit first.” your words trail off and you turn away to hide the beginning of a blush creeping up your neck. choso starts with a chuckle before it turns into laughter.

“don’t laugh at me, choso!” you glare at your boyfriend.

“yes, yes.” he breathed out, that huge grin still plastered on his face. but when he does settle down, he takes a good look at you with that soft smile again.

“but i love you, you know that?” he says gently, meaningfully and earnest.

“i know, and i love you just as much.”

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[nanastea]

for the sake of it

order: HI! I absolutely adore your blog and writing, and was hoping to get a small taro milk tea with mango jelly (add-ons egg pudding, this is my favorite irl too btw!) for my sweet boy megumi? And I'd like to request a fake dating au where it initially started out as a prank but it turned into something more? – @dumrus

pairing: fushiguro megumi x fem!reader

word count: 1,732

tags: fake dating au! idiots in love, little angst for a short while but gets a happy ending!

date: apr. 17, 2021

nana’s note: ahhh thank you so much @dumrus for being my first order!! i was so happy when i received this order and got super excited about writing it that i kind of got carried away and wrote a too long of an imagine (*꒦ິ³꒦ີ) and i'm not sure if i got the prank part correctly ヽ( T–T)ノi’m sorry about that! but i do hope you will enjoy this~ constructive feedback is appreciated!

previous order: notes for you

you’ve always been with megumi for as long as you can remember. you two met at jujutsu high when gojo had introduced the young megumi to you. the spikey dark haired boy had no interest in you nor did you in him. you both were young and had no idea what curses or cursed energy was so it was mostly training and training.

but due to the low attendance of students enrolled in the academy, there was only you and megumi so ultimately you guys had to rely on each other. but with the news of new first years coming to the academy, you and megumi hadn’t been expecting to build new relationships. nobara kugisaki and itadori yuuji were the new first years and students that you two had to work with.

they were a handful, especially yuuji who became the vessel of the king of curses, ryomen sukuna. the first few weeks of getting to know the new students, it was quite awkward and naturally you and megumi stuck together. that isn’t unnoticed by kugisaki nor yuuji.

“are you and y/n dating?” yuuji had asked one day. the four of you had been training when the two boys had gone to get drinks from the vending machines. megumi glanced at the pink haired boy as he pressed a button on the machine.

“no.” he simply replied. “are you interested in her?”

“no, no.” the former waved his hands. “i just thought so because you guys are always together.”

“we aren’t dating.” you two had said. on the other hand, kugisaki had asked you the same question.

“hah?” she drew out in disbelief. “there is no way. you guys are always together! you don’t even have a speck of feelings for him?” you pick at the edges of your sweater and shrug. did you even think of megumi that way? well, he may appear cold, but he has his ways of concern. like when he catches you before you fell down those stairs one day, or when he brings you your favorite snacks when you’re not well, or taking care of you when you’re ill…

the next thing you knew, your face had flushed and burned red.

“you do!” kugisaki pointed out and laughed out loud. you could die. you hid your head in the palms of your hands and cringed. this can’t be.

“what’s so funny, kugisaki?” yuuji’s voice says. the voice suddenly made you shoot your head up knowing if the pink haired boy was there, then an all too familiar spikey haired boy would be back too. your eyes effortlessly fall onto megumi’s who looks back in concern.

“you’re red. are you alright?” he asked. if your face could feel any hotter, it could.

“she’s fine! she just overdid training!” kugisaki lied through her teeth whilst attempting to hold back her laughter and patting your back.

“well, you can sit this one out until you feel better.” megumi offers and you nod dumbly. you just dug your own grave. with your feelings now surfaced, you can’t do anything except keep your newfound feelings locked tightly in your heart. megumi doesn’t need to know about them. however, that’s beginning to get difficult when you’ve gotten yourself in situations where megumi was always there to catch you before you fell.

“you’ve really been out of it, y/n. are you sure you’re okay?” he had asked. you had just bumped your head against the wall when you found megumi walking down the opposite side of the hall and you had abruptly turned around to avoid him, but ended up hitting your head on the wall.

“i’m fine.” you shake your head, holding the cool ice pack against your head.

“i don’t think so, you’ve been spacing out a lot lately and i’m worried about you.” the words fall so effortlessly from his lips and you clench your eyes closed, feeling how your heart begins to race erratically.

“i’m fine, megumi. really.” you assured, looking up at him and giving him your best grin. megumi does not believe you, but he lets you be and withdraws back in the chair.

“what about you? how are you holding up on training with kugisaki?” you ask this time to settle your nerves. a small groan leaves the other’s lips and you can’t help but chuckle.

“that bad huh?”

“it’s not that.” megumi starts. “she always tries to find a way to ask if you and i are dating. clearly, we’re not but she’s persistent. it’s worse because itadori is also asking.” your heart clenches a little at his words, but you swallow it down to the pit of your stomach. is it really that bad?

“i mean we can just say that we are dating, but we actually aren’t. like you know, fake dating. kind of?” the boy looks at you with a small tilt of his head.

“why?” you begin to get anxious and clear your throat, looking behind him to prepare what to say next.

“w-well it’s going to get awkward between us if they keep asking, right? i mean they’ll probably stop pestering us?” you reason hopefully. megumi is silent and you’re beginning to regret your offer.

“i-i mean it’s only a thought, it’s not that we have to follow–”

“no. i think that’ll be a good idea. they’ll definitely stop asking.” he nods. “let’s do it.”

“y-yeah.” and when you guys told kugisaki and yuuji that you two were ‘dating,’ they had sighed in relief claiming that they ‘knew it’ and you two were ‘just hiding it.’ you chuckled awkwardly and nodded along.

fortunately, the plan did work and kugisaki and yuuji had stopped bothering you guys about your relationship. on the other hand, you can’t help but notice the tense awkwardness between you and megumi whenever you two were alone together. maybe it wasn’t a good idea after all.

you’re in kugisaki’s room for another of your group to get together to down all kinds of junk food and watch corny horror movies. after getting tired of movies, you’re all on the bed and chatting away–more like kugisaki and yuuji are chatting your ears off. and you’re not sure how the conversation was directed at you and megumi’s relationship. if you even want to call it that.

“what do you mean?” you looked at the orange head skeptically.

“kiss! i meant kiss! have you guys even kissed yet?” the question hangs in the air and you can feel the spiked boy behind you tense, shuffling his legs. you avoid the prying eyes and clear your throat. what the hell were you guys going to respond to that? the silent response makes nobara and itadori’s jaws drop.

“no way!” they both exclaim, gasping and covering their mouths ever so dramatically.

“you guys dated this long and you haven’t even kissed once?” itadori inquired, brows raised in shock. you utter something that doesn’t go unnoticed.

“what was that, y/n?”

“we weren’t even dating in the first place.” silence consumes the room before it erupts into sounds of gasps and an uproar of shouts.

“what?!”

“no way! why did you lie?!” kugisaki voiced offensively.

“you guys were so insistent that we were dating, but we really weren’t. so, we just pretended to date so you guys would stop asking.” you say. kugisaki and yuuji don’t say anything and their eyes glance at megumi who seems to find a strange liking in picking at the edges of his sweatpants. the two glance at each other and settle back onto the bed.

“we didn’t mean to have forced anything on you two.” kugisaki said, gentle and a little guilty because it seemed like the two of you were on the brink of something that she did not want to happen. you weren’t able to respond when you feel megumi shuffle behind you and off the bed.

“i’m tired. i’m just. gonna go sleep.” megumi muttered, hand rubbing his neck and eyes refusing to meet anyone’s. he cleared his throat and shuffled out of the room. the room is silent again. two pairs of eyes fall on your slumped frame and when itadori opens his mouth to say something, he’s cut off with yours.

“i’m tired too. i’ll see you guys tomorrow.” and you, too, leave the room without another word. the following days have been the hardest for you. you were foolishly hooked up on your feelings for the spiky haired boy which caused you to fall countless times while training with kugisaki. she knew what got you so up in the clouds and felt guilty for what she put you two through.

“i think you should try confessing just to get it off your chest.” she told you. “trust me, it’ll be awkward at first, but you guys will forget it later. probably even look back and laugh about it.” you take her words into consideration and nod defeatedly.

“yeah, i guess.” was everything going to go back to normal once you do confess? would you guys really look back and laugh about it as part of your silly adolescent life? a heavy sigh leaves your lips.

“speak of the devil.” she grinned and nodded her head to which you followed and looked behind you. it’s megumi. he has a hand in his pocket and the other is rubbing the back of his neck and his eyes are looking to the side.

“may i speak to you, y/n?”

“o-oh. yeah, sure.” you two leave the area and head to the vending machines where you two get your respective drinks for you and your friends. that is until megumi stands to his full height and faces you, making you look at him confused.

“megumi?” you hear him clear his throat and breath out.

“i, uh, i’ve really thought about it over the time we have been apart, and,” he swallows. “i really like you, y/n. i know it’s still awkward between us because of what happened, but i needed to tell you this.” you’re stunned, shocked at what you heard. you couldn’t even process what he said when he started to doubt his words and begin to take them back.

“n-no!” you abruptly say, shaking your head. you swallow whatever was left of you and say those four words of reciprocation, albeit stumbled over them.

“i like you too, megumi.”

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[nanastea]

fight me!

order: yours and sukuna’s relationship has always been a little,,,,odd,,,and violent

pairing: ryomen sukuna x gn!reader

word count: 400

tags: no spiritual curses, high school au! sukuna has his own body, definitely a crack fic, some curse words!! and threats of k*lling the other

date: apr. 19, 2021

nana’s note: ahhh i found this prompt who better imbodies this than the one and only ryomen sukuna. also i haven’t written a sukuna imagine sooo why not use this eh? please enjoy ~ ₍˄·͈༝·͈˄*₎◞ ̑̑ also currently in a lecture, so there is probably a lot of errors, will edit after class!

previous order: for the sake of it

“fight me, sukuna!”

“stop trying to make me fight you, it’s not like you’ll win. besides, look how small you are!” sukuna smirked down at you, and he can visibly see the giant red tick mark on your head grow.

“ha?!” you grumbled, slowly turning to him, fists clenched by your sides and ready to strike the boy before you.

“look at you, you can’t even reach my neck.” sukuna rolled his eyes, finger picking at his ear.

“are you testing me right now, sukuna? because my height doesn’t affect my ability to snap a person’s neck! and you’ll be the first!”

“yeah, yeah, keep saying that.” the taller student said, sighing as he begins to make his way down the hall.

“oi! you bastard! come back here you son of a bitch!” you step back and make a dash for him but he’s already way ahead of you. already running down the hall with a huge grin on his face.

“catch me if you can, little mouse!”

“little mouse?!” you screech.

“ohoho, now you’re a little crow!”

“son of a—!”

“y/n! sukuna!” the booming voice of your homeroom teacher makes you halt, freezing in place as you see your teacher stomp towards you both, arms crossed on his chest.

“both of you are cleaning the classrooms after school!” you groan and glare at sukuna who only smirks, childishly sticking his tongue out. and that’s what led you two to where you are now.

“this is your fault.” you grumbled, dragging the mop against the floor.

“ha? you’re the one that wanted to ‘fight’. me” sukuna rolled his eyes. “and chased after me.” you clenched the mop tighter and grumbled. he was right but your stubborn personality refused to let him admit it. sukuna knew you and chuckled before the pink haired boy walked beside you, slinging an arm around your shoulder.

“come on, don’t be like that~” he cooed. “i’ll let you flick my forehead~!” you glance up at him hopefully, a grin beginning to form on your lips.

“if you can reach!” and your face completely morphs into i’m disgust opting to clench tightly into the sweeper and use it as your weapon. sukuna laughs aloud and let’s go of you, quickly rushing away from you. but you’re quick to raise it and chase after him.

“i’ll fucking kill you, ryomen sukuna!”

“try your best, little mouse~!”

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[nanastea]

i’m here

order: the worst had become reality pairings: nanami kento x gn!reader word count: 658 tags: mild jujutsu kaisen spoilers! mention of blood, a lot of witting and not a lot of dialogue date: may 17, 2021

nana’s note: wrote angst because i'm in an angsty mood (˵¯͒⌄¯͒˵) and because nanami also i hope this makes up for the days i've missed writing ( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) also i realized that i used ‘you,’ ‘your,’ etc. a lot...oops

previous order: dates i'd take them on

you had been shuffling in your living room the entire night. you had been waiting for your dear husband nanami the entire morning after he was set out to fight with the academy in shibuya. you both knew it meant life or death and nanami was prepared for the worst except you.

you knew what being in a relationship with a sorcerer entailed yet you continued to bury the dreadful thoughts away, hoping that he’d come home in one piece. each step you took across the room only added to the weight on your shoulders. each time the clock on the wall ticked, it grew louder and louder.

your cries were no different. sometimes you’d break down believing that he’s gone and never to return. other times you were positive he’d come home, may not like he did every other day, but just back. you had been on the couch, legs pressed tightly against your chest when you heard the clack of the front door.

you whipped your head to the sound and legs and quickly ran to the front door. the door closes and you can see the familiar silhouette of your husband. nanami catches your form and his mouth opens to speak those words, but he closes it when you carefully shuffle closer, taking cautious steps as if he were physically here.

and when you do get an arms away from him, gasp when a hand rests on his chest. you don’t notice the wince that escapes nanami’s lips because you’re stepping back and taking a careful look from the tips of his toes to his head. his face.

“oh my…” you were so shocked to even finish the last of your sentence when your eyes catch onto the white bandage wrapped around his left eye. even in the dark room, you can see the white cloth is soaking in blood and you can only know what was hiding underneath. if there was anything.

your palms clasp over your mouth and a suffocating sob begins to rack through your body. your feet unconsciously take steps back before falling to your knees. nanami can’t help and watch hopelessly, but he carefully approaches you before halting when you flinch.

“i’m sorry.” you manage to say between your sobs. nanami doesn’t blame you. you were an ordinary person with an ordinary nine to five job that never experienced what he had. therefore, you were expecting the burnt flesh that had melted into his skin. honestly, you were scared.

you didn’t know how to look at him without being overwhelmed with pain and dread. you heard you name being called softly, but strained in an horse voice. you blinked, eyes catching the person before you. nanami had been sitting on the floor, patiently waiting for you. he offers you the faintest smile and the tightening of your chest makes you wince.

“may i touch you?” his question is kind and steady, and you can’t help but let the next wave of sobs escape you as your shuffle off your legs and throw yourself at your awaiting husband. nanami lets out a loud groan, but he swallows it and lets his arms come securely around your body.

he could handle the pain, especially if it was for you. in the small foyer, your sobs are the only thing that it heard and nanami comforts you through that, holding you close and tightly. occasionally, you’d let out unidentifiable babbles that were slurred with your cries. each time nanami can’t help but smile.

“y–you! i–i thought you...died!” you cried, tightly unbearably tighter.

“i’m here now aren’t i?” nanami tells you, hand coming to the back of your head. that only draws out another sob. but when you do finally settle your sobs and you’ve eventually tired yourself out to the point of passing out, a breath draws out of nanami’s lips, eye shutting closed as he holds you.

“i’m here. i’m here.”

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[nanastea]

notes for you

order: you’ve written him little notes for as long as you can remember, but what you didn’t expect was them being a keep sake

pairing: bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

word count: 718

tags: childhood friends, fluffy! soft!boom boom boy 💘

date: apr. 16, 2021

nana’s note: just me fueling bakugou soft hours 😔💙 i read this and this (fyi. both contain nsfw elements!!),,,,and i decided to cure it by writing about him (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू) but this is all over the place and i don’t know where i was going with this :| this is the latest i've posted, i hope TL is alive

previous order: how does he handle a drunk s/o

you always gave bakugou little sweet and little notes throughout the day. you do so by placing it on the fridge with his wrapped lunch, on the dining table, on your matching coffee mug, and even on the door wishing him the best of luck for the day. this isn’t recent. in fact, you’ve been giving him handwritten notes since you were children.

it started with little doodles of you holding hands and little hearts dancing around you guys. the tempered boy would always tell you that they were stupid and there was no need to give him such silly things. you didn’t take it to heart and your little kid brain thought he’d get over it.

as you got older and by the time you both started dating, the notes didn’t stop. it’s become part of your routine to write or make a quick drawing on a piece of paper and slip it in the pocket of his costume. despite his abrasiveness whenever it came to the little notes, he still accepted them–albeit reluctantly.

today you and your boyfriend have been cleaning and packing up the small shared bedroom because you’ll be finally moving into a bigger flat. while emptying out bakugou’s closet, you find a small round box of what appears to be a stash of every single note you ever gave him—possibly even from before you two started dating.

“hey, katsuki?” your question is met with a grunt.

“what’s…what’s this?” you’re awestruck, shuffling through the contents of the small box, a smile forming on your lips as your eyes find some of the recent pieces. you’ve spotted one you swear gave him when you were just tiny kids, but you can’t help notice the quality of the note. there was not a single obvious rip or tear. it was as if you had given it to him yesterday.

bakugou turns when you ask, walking over to stand beside you. the moment he eyes the familiar handwritten notes is when the blonde snatched them out of your hand. the pro-hero swiftly turns so his back faces you and shoves the contents back inside.

“katsu–”

“why’re you snooping in my shit?!” he snapped albeit not with a hint of malice. as a matter of fact, you notice the fiery tips of his ears and the beginnings of red creeping up his neck and flushing his cheeks. your smile turns into a grin, but you bite it down.

“katsuki.” you say carefully, but your boyfriend stubbornly keeps his back facing you. “i was just curious, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“i’m not embarrassed!” he bit back.

“come on, katsuki~”

“shut up! and stop digging your nose in my shit!”

“hey! i was helping you pack!”

“yeah, by putting your hands on things that aren’t meant to be touched!” your laugh echoes in the small flat and bakugou isn’t at all happy with what you discovered securely hidden in the back of his closet. he had hoped that you would have never found it. but the cat’s out of the box and he can’t help but feel embarrassed.

but he thinks it’s all worth it when you willingly show so much endless love and warmth everyday. you’re always making his heart beat a little faster with the little silly things you do like give pepper him in kisses “just because,” or beg him to get that little figure in the store you passed on the way home. but most of all, you always knew how he felt and how to comfort him when he’s had a rough day.

unbeknownst to you, bakugou has kept those notes as a keepsake since the first one you gave him. all those years ago. and on days when he’s away for missions, he likes to take some of the pieces and keep them tucked safely in his wallet. before sleeping, bakugou would read each one again and again, always remembering your doting yet nagging voice in the back of his head.

it’s something he’ll treasure until his last breath. they’re what keeps him pushing forward and becoming the best of himself. god, he’s so grateful to have someone like you to greet him with open arms and a tender smile. he swears he’s going to put a ring on you one day.

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[nanastea]

welcome home!

order: dad!nanami coming back home and his daughter is pampering him with her self-proclaimed best at home spa!

pairings: nanami kento x gn!reader (it’s mostly centered around nanami and his daughter)

word count: 1,308

tags: fluff, fluff, fluff!! domesticity with nanami and his family! bubble bath for nanami! nanami is shirtless with a pair of swim trunks

date: apr. 12, 2021

nana’s note: domesticity of nanami kento and his family is eating at my brain 🤧💘

previous order: [08:12 PM] with nanami kento

unlocking the front door and uttering out an “i’m home,” nanami slips off his shoes and shuffles to the living room whilst loosening his tie. unbeknownst to him, his daughter and you were in the living room, hands on your hips with his daughter in front of you, a wide grind on her face with hands on her hips.

“welcome home, papa!” she raises her arms above her head and the sight makes nanami smile, all of the day’s weight lifting off his shoulders. the man crouches down and opens his arms to which his daughter happily runs to give him a tightening hug. he breathes in and out, patting her back and head gently. the moment is cut short when his daughter quickly pulls away.

“papa, take off your jacket and come with me!” confused, nanami looked over at you to which you shrugged with a grin, and reluctantly he lets her go and slips off his jacket as told. he trails after the girl who brings him to the bathroom and nanami is surprised to see the bath filled with water and bubbles, and an abundance of rubber duckies floating in it.

“hurry and take off your clothes, papa, or the water will get cold!” he watches the little girl run to the side of the tub and pat the edge.

“alright, princess, let me change first, okay?” when the girl nods, nanami heads to the master bedroom where he finds you putting away the newly washed clothes. he shuffles over and leans down to give you a kiss, hands resting on your waist.

“welcome home.” you smiled as he pulled away.

“i’m home.” nanami softly smiles and let’s you go, now rummaging through the drawers to find his swim shorts.

“may i ask why our little girl has drawn me a bath?” he inquired, now stripping off his day clothes. you chuckle and shrug, continuing to put away the clothes.

“she wanted to spoil and pamper you, and why not do so by first drawing you a bath?” a low chuckle is heard. “she’s looking out for her papa.”

“and i’m grateful for that.” nanami voiced. “i’m lucky to have you both.” he added, giving your temple a peck.

“and we’re lucky to have you, too.” you say, patting his down bare chest. “now go before our princess starts getting worried about her knight.” with a final kiss on the lips, nanami makes his way to the bathroom where he finds his daughter’s back facing him whilst sitting on her knees as she plays with the ducks in the water.

“i’m here, princess. what should i do now?” the little girl looks behind her and grins as she stands and points to the shower head.

“let’s clean you, mister!” his brows raised at the sudden formality.

“mister?” nanami chuckled and sits on the small stool. he watches as his daughter takes the shower head and turns on the tap, tiny hands diligently adjusting the water temperature before turning it to her father.

“please close your eyes.” she instructs him and he does, bowing his head and holding his breath as he feels the water splash against his scalp and down his face. nanami can feel her nibble fingers run through his gelled hair to let the water soak it up before moving to spraying his body.

as soon as she turns off the water, she moves to get his bottle of shampoo and squirts a decent amount before lathering it in his damp hair. when she deems finished, the water is back on and she’s spraying his hair.

“did any go in your eyes, papa?” the concerned voice makes him smile.

“no, princess. you’re doing so well, thank you.” the girl smiles and finally turns off the water to move into pouring soap on the loofah. her feet take her behind her father, rubbing the sponge against his back until the soap lathers and spread across his skin. eventually, the girl gives it to his father so he can scrub his front and legs.

“one more time and then you can go into the bath.” nanami’s daughter says, turning on the shower head once more to wash away the white soap. as soon as she’s finished, she puts back the head and points to the tub.

“in you go!” and as told, nanami stands to his full height and shuffles to the bath to carefully lower himself down, sighing as the warm water envelopes his body.

“how does it feel?” his daughter asks, leaning against the edge.

“very nice, baby. thank you.” he smiles, hand coming to pat her head only to be met with a groan.

“ahh! you messed up my hair, papa!” there’s a pout on her lips as her fingers rub through her hair to comb away the droplets of water.

“sorry, sorry.” nanami chuckles.

“well, stay here. i’ll be right back!” and she leaves no room for another word as her little body dashes out of the bathroom and down the hall. breathing out, nanami rests his head against the wall, a soft smile on his lips.

“this is nice.” he hums. the silence is interrupted when he hears the giggles turned into laughter of his daughter coming from the bedroom which earns a chuckle from nanami. he wonders what you guys are doing now. just a few minutes pass and his daughter comes back holding a white towel in her arms with you behind her holding what seems to be a matching set of pajamas. ones that matched what you both are now wearing.

“it’s time to get out now, papa. we don’t want you to overheat.” she tells him, now both of you are placing the towel and clothes on the counter.

“please meet us at the dinner table as soon as you’re done!” and you two exit, gently closing the door. lifting himself up from the now lukewarm water, nanami dries himself off and puts on the matching pajamas–which are a blue and white horizontal striped. he drains the tub and hangs up the towel before he exits the bathroom.

nanami makes his way to the kitchen where he finds you and his daughter standing in front of the dining table. atop the surface were perfectly set utensils on napkins and a warm meal and side dishes placed in the center of it all. nanami watches as the little girl dash behind the chair that he usually sits at and pulls it out to pat the seat.

“take a seat, papa!” he glances at you and you smile gesturing to the seat to which he obliges and takes his seat. the little girl struggles to push her father’s chair in closer to the table and pouts at you.

“you can’t do it?” the girl shakes her head. “alright, i’ll do it for you.” and you replace her spot and push in the chair, albeit with the help of nanami.

“alright, go take a seat, baby.” you tell your daughter to which the girl excitedly scrambles to her chair and plops herself upright. smiles grow on your faces as she begins explaining the dinner for the night.

“so eat lots, papa!” the girl explains, standing in her chair and stretching her arms above her head to indicate something big. a chuckle escapes your lips and nanami follows suit.

“thank you, princess. it looks really good.” and as soon as you all said your thanks, everyone dug in, eating gratefully with the occasional laughter due to his daughter’s silly antics and stories. it’s been years, but nanami always loved the sight of this. he loved the feeling of domesticity with you and his daughter enjoying a life filled with laughter and so much warmth and love. nanami loves it and he wouldn’t exchange it for anything in the world.

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paper cranes

order: anyone who folds a thousand cranes your wish will be granted by the gods pairing: itadori yuuji x gn!reader word count: 563 tags: fluffy date: may 27, 2021

nana’s note: yes i am fully aware that it is way past itadori yuuji’s birthday 🗿

event / previous order: jade eyes  / next order: love confessions

you were currently gathered in yuuji’s room after a long day of celebration of yuuji’s birthday. you along with nobara and megumi had agreed to wrap up the day with an intimate night with each other in opening presents and ending it with a movie. currently, you’re facing the three with yuuji in the middle.

nobara, the shopaholic that she was, actually got the pink haired boy quite a bit of things (surprisingly), and quite a few were brand names. megumi on the other hand had given all sorts of manga that yuuji had been dying to get his hands ons. but when you look at yours, yours was just a silly jar filled with folded paper cranes and a little note wishing him a happy birthday.

finding all the lavish and nicer gifts, your shoulder sank and you felt like your silly little gift was nothing compared to theirs. before anyone could have found yours, you swiftly hide it behind your back. but it seemed like yuuji had barely caught you in the act.

“hey, what are you hiding behind your back?” you flinched when your ears were filled with the familiar voice. you turned to face yuuji who has his head tilted and brows raised.

“oh, it’s nothing!” you attempted to shrug it off, but yuuji was not satisfied with your answer. quite honestly, he was kind of expecting something from you. it sounds selfish, but as silly as it sounded, it came from his fondness for you. yuuji looked at you carefully, but relented.

“well, if you say so.” and thankfully he goes through the last bit of his gifts, before the unfortunate question is directed at you.

“what about you, y/n?” heads turn to you and you tense up. nobara gives you that knowing look and you mentally curse at her.

“what about?” you try feign ignorance.

“gifts obviously!” nobara rolled her eyes. “don’t tell me you didn’t get anything for itadori?” you spare a glance at said pink head and now it’s you’re cursing at yourself. he has those pathetic looking innocent eyes that begged you to know what you possibly could have gotten for him. you can’t just play it off again because this time, they’re dying to know.

“w–well, it’s just a stupid thing. it’s not worth mentioning!” you chuckled awkwardly.

“aww! i want to see! anything from you is meaningful!” yuuji gleams and you try to ignore his last words. nobara joins just as enthusiastically, and even megumi is curiously waiting. you look between them and hold your breath as you timidly take the jar from your back and hold it up for them to see.

“oh, wow!” yuuji exclaims, taking the jar from your grasp to take a closer look at the contents inside the glass. “fushiguro, look at this!” yuuji’s eyes are glowing with pure happiness and excitement, and you can feel your body relax. he seems to be enjoying it and it makes your earlier anxiety dissipate.

“did you fold all of these?” the pink haired boy inquired face inches from yours. the sudden close proximity caught you by surprise.

“y–yeah. i did.”

“that’s so cool! thank you, y/n!” he grins and you can’t help but flush, heart racing harder than it already was. your eyes caught onto nobara who gives you a sly smirk. you’re definitely getting her later.

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reunion

order: one small taro milktea with tapioca pearls for nanami kento. the imagine is reader and nanami are ex lovers that reunited at jujutsu tech. jealous kento and still-in-love reader! – anon

pairing: nanami kento x gn!reader word count: 1,975 tags: fluff, hint of angst, cursing-ish, mention of beating up gojo date: jun. 19, 2021

nana’s note: ahhh i’ve finished this order >< i hope this was ok anon and i hope you enjoyed it! sorry it too so long :( also i didn’t know if you wanted a happy ending or an open ending but i let be a pretty ambiguous :0 also a very platonic gojo x reader!! also the end is giving a lot of guilt vibes .3.

previous order: guilt | f. megumi

you were currently sitting in a meeting room where the current teachers and staff of the tokyo academy had been summoned to. yaga had been on one side and he announced something no one really expected.

“we have a new faculty member coming in today and i wanted to introduce you all to him.” he starts.

“please come in.” heads turn to the door when it slides open and your eyes widened at who stepped into the intimate room. a tall broad man appeared donning a neatly pressed beige suit and armless glasses that rested carefully on his nose.

you could remember that familiar strong structure of his face anywhere. unbeknownst to you, gojo has been giving you side glances and stifling a snicker from under his breath.

“you’re staring a bit too much.” he uttered and that snapped you out of your thoughts and you gasped, palm coming to your mouth as you averted your eyes away.

“asshole, remind me sooner.” you glare at your friend beside you who can’t resist his shoulders from bouncing and giggling like a high school girl. you cursed at yourself and shut your eyes before opening to spare a glance at the man in front again. with his glasses, you aren’t too sure if he was look at you or if he was looking elsewhere, but you’re quick to look away again. yaga calls yours and gojo’s names.

“yes?” you say.

“nanami will be joining you two in training and i trust that you two will assist him in how things work.”

“why can’t kusakabe or ijichi do it?” gojo inquired, finally recovering from his laughing fit and slinging an arm over your shoulders. “he’d be intruding on my time with my dear sweets.” you roll your eyes, but let him be.

“you two used to be the closest with nanami, so i thought it’d be best to have people who he’s familiar with.”

“mm, fine.” gojo said. “nanamin did call me afterall.” you gave a look at the white haired man who returns a grin. as soon as the meeting is dismissed, you, gojo, and nanami meet out in the hall in a very awkward silence.

“well, nanamin–”

“please do not call me that.” the blonde replies to gojo’s comment.

“oh come on, don’t be like that~” gojo coles, slinging his arm around his old classmate. “i was just going to say that my dear sweets and i are going to go on a mission, would you like to join?” your eyes are anywhere but on nanami and you miss the two pairs of eyes that look at you.

“i suppose so.”

“ok! let’s go~” you follow gojo silently and with the louding yapping from your white headed friend, there isn’t a dull moment, which you’re glad for. the mission comes and goes, basically letting nanami exorcise it so he could get used to his cursed energy. for which he handles with ease.

“bringing back memories?” gojo nudges your shoulder as he lands gently beside you.

“yeah.” you admit in a mumble. you and nanami had met in high school, specifically jujutsu high where your friendship blossomed into something more. high school days were the best years you recall so clearly because of the people that made it memorable.

nanami kento was one of those people, both friend and lover that you cherished so much. but sometimes good things must come to an end. as soon as everyone graduated, nanami didn’t pursue being a sorcerer, rather he became a white collar worker.

of course, you supported him and for some time you two made it work until naturally, you guys could not longer see each other and agreed that it was best to part ways. it was over a phone call when you guys decided it. the decision was mutual and short.

but after days turned to months, a part of your heart began to feel empty, regretful that you two weren’t able to meet again and say goodbyes formally. now after years, you come face to face with your former lover, working in the same field, and confrontation seems a bit harder than you imagined. your name is called and you looked up at gojo.

“you’re spacing out~” gojo hummed. “thinking about your love?”

“shut up, grandpa.”

“grandpa?” he gasped dramatically and clutched his chest. “you know i can handle it when it’s from others but when it’s my dear sweets? gah–” the bean pole dramatically falls to the ground, arm above his eyes and tongue sticking out foolishly.

“can you get up? you’re so embarrassing.” you grumbled.

“oh, come on~ that’s why you love me right?” gojo is on his feet holding your shoulders and shaking you desperately.

“as if. the curses are getting second hand embarrassment that they exorcised themselves.” you rolled your eyes.

“that’s a little mean.” now it’s his turn to pout, faking his crocidille tears.

“whatever.” it was then that nanami walked over to you two with his blunt sword in his hand. the buttons of his coat are undone, revealing the dark blue dress shirt underneath. his blonde hair that was neatly parted has fallen from his gelled confines and falls over his forehead. you hadn’t realized that you’d been staring–again–until nanami is the one that calls your name.

“huh?” your eyes meet his covered ones.

“are you alright?” he inquired.

“y–yeah.” you looked at the ground and you can hear gojo stifling his snicker again. nanami silently observes you for a second before putting away his tool.

“i’ve finished exorcising the curses, i think we should go back.”

“yeah.” you nod and the three of you make it back to the car where ijichi is waiting. nanami is walking in front of you guys when gojo nudges you.

“what?” you grumbled, clearly irritated that you were called out by the person you were admiring.

“i think you should tell nanamin how you feel.” gojo hummed.

“and what brought that up all of a sudden?” you gave your friend a look.

“uh, obviously there’s still unresolved tension between the two of you and i can’t stand it.”

“there’s no tension at all, i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you shrug it off.

“please, my sweets, everyone can feel it.” gojo sighed. “and i don’t think nanamin can’t not feel it.” you spare a glance at the tall man and ponder. you can definitely feel that awkward tension when you’re close with nanami and you do feel a little guilty that you must be the one making it awkward by ignoring him.

“well what am i supposed to do? we may have parted fine, but i just feel…bad, you know?”

“no i don’t know.” gojo shrugs making you roll your eyes.

“asshole.”

“oh come on! if you’re not going to talk to him personally then…” he ponders before the brightest light bulbs goes off in his head. “how about we make him jealous? you know like in those cliches where person a makes person b jealous because blah and blah?” you look at your friend with the most scrutinizing look, but he doesn’t back down.

“come on it always works! and it’ll be the only way to see if he actually still likes you.” gojo rolls his eyes as if it were the only idea in the world.

“i can always ask him.” you say, but you’re a little hesitant. did you really want to talk to your ex-lover if he still had feelings for you? you two may have parted on mutual terms, but something in you still didn’t sit right. plus, you didn’t want things to get awkward if nanami really said no he doesn’t have feelings for you. gosh, that’d be so embarrassing. you wouldn’t live it down, and neither would gojo.

“yeah right.” gojo scoffed. “you obviously don’t have the balls to do that.” that earns him a glare from you, but you it was true anyway.

“whatever, it’s not like he still sees me that way.” you sighed, shrugging your shoulders. gojo looks at you carefully and chuckles, patting the top of your head.

“you’re an idiot.” he told you.

“what?” you clicked your tongue.

and surely gojo did keep his words, and although he was naturally affectionate towards your, the physical touching was getting a little more suggestive. the hand on your back would slowly creep lower and whenever he hugged you from behind, his face would snuggle against your neck.

to say that nanami had not realized the sudden shift in your and gojo’s relationship and was envious about it, was an understatement. the blonde knew something must have been going on between you two despite gojo’s denial, but this seemed to have confirmed it. at least that’s what he thought.

while nanami knew that you may have still harboured feelings for him–hell, he’d admit that he did too–he didn’t act on them. why? because he was afraid that you two would meet that inevitable fate again, and he doesn’t want that. nanami did regret how things ended and he really wanted to make those amends, but he doesn’t know what’s holding him back.

“and this is what your plan is?” you deadpanned one day, a little tired of gojo’s constant physical touch and no obvious sign of nanami approaching you.

“yes! physical touch says a lot more than what words can.” gojo hums and he notices the blonde approaching the both of you.

“he hasn’t even tried to say or do anything, satoru.” you sighed. “what’s the point anyway? he probably doesn’t even like me anyway.” the white head was going to open his mouth to retort, but he finds something even more interesting that that.

“speak of the devil.” gojo whispered and your eyes looked up to meet nanami who’s a few feet in front of you.

“hello, nanamin!” gojo grins. the blonde doesn’t respond rather reaches out to grab hold of your wrist which enables gojo to let go of you. there’s a moment of silence–hesitation–until nanami turns and drags you a long to who knows where.

you’re shocked to say the least and when you look back at your friend, he gives you the widest grin accompanied by two thumbs up. you’ll beat him up later.

“n–nanami? where are we going?” his sudden halt makes you stop as well, thankful that you didn’t bump into the man’s back. nanami turns and silently observes you.

“are you and gojo–”

“no.” you quickly shot down. “we’re not dating.” his question makes you nervous yet excited because what if your buried thoughts were correct and your former lover still loves you.

you two can confess your undying love and it’ll be a happy ever after again. but you quickly push them aside, not wanting to get too hopeful. there’s that pregnant pause of silence filled with scrambled thoughts and confused feelings.

“look nanami–”

“i think i’m still in love with you.”

“you–you what?” you’re stunned at the words that fall from his lips. honestly you didn’t even think about how you would react if nanami really reciprocated your feelings. so now that it’s really happening, you don’t even know what to do.

“i-uh, i don’t know what to say.” you uttered, mostly to yourself. the man before you breaks into a small smile and steps forward, gently taking your hand and running the pad of his thumb against your skin. his other hand goes to pocket his glasses before bringing it to your chin to lift your face up. you two are quick to hold each other’s eyes.

“you don’t have to say anything.” he says softly, face slowly inching towards yours. your breath catches at your throat and you swallow. the nervousness in your face makes the small smile on nanami’s lips widen.

“i think i can just show you instead.”

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[nanastea]

happy birthday

order: you plan a surprise visit and bakugou has no clue

pairing: bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

tags: long distance relationship! fluffy and there’s soft bakugou, you guys throw him a birthday surprise!

word count: 523

date: apr. 20, 2021

nana’s note: my post for bakugou’s birthday special! i hope people will enjoy this~ and happy birthday to best blasty boy 💖 will edit this later lol

previous order: fight me!

you and bakugou had two completely different careers that forced you to move to the other side of the country. fortunately, you guys were good at keeping touch and checking up on each other. on the days when either of you had been so busy with work, it would last days to weeks without contacting each other.

but of course, you both got back to each other and always reserved a time at night to vent about work. however, since bakugou’s birthday is coming up, you reserved an entire week off to surprise said boyfriend. you had told him that you weren’t able to make it for the special occasion and the blond had assured it was fine albeit the little pout over the screen had told you otherwise.

bakugou had no clue and you wanted to keep it that way, with the exception of telling his closest friends about your arrival. kirishima and mina had picked you up at the airport and greeted you with as much enthusiasm as you. the drive to bakugou’s place was just as lively with the two catching up with the pro-hero and his career.

“he’s gonna be stoked!” kirishima grinned. as soon as you stepped foot in the blonde’s apartment, you are greeted with the rest of his old high school classmates and even some unfamiliar faces, some of which you assumed were coworkers. the flat is already decorated with streamers and a banner lined against the wall with balloons attached to the table or stray ones roaming on the ground. bakugou was definitely not going to like the clean up process.

“he’s down the block!” mina calls, having checked her notification on her phone. that’s the cue for the lights to go off and everyone to get into their respective positions; behind the couch, in the kitchen, under the table. there’s a minute of silence until the electronic keypad is being entered and the click and open of the door welcomes the cool breeze from the night. as soon as the lights turn on, a chorus of,

“happy birthday!” rang in the tiny flat. the response is a pair of widened eyes and a stiff body which is thrown around by friends and coworkers, greeting the blonde with an excited birthday wish. as soon as it calmed down, bakugou glared at the ones that decided to through the silly surprise.

“why in my house?” he grumbled. he was already having a bad day with so many papers to fill out and his boss getting on his ass. and most importantly, he wouldn’t be able to spend his birthday celebrating with you.

“wait, wait, wait, bakugou.” kirishima chuckles. “close your eyes, we have one more thing!” the blonde looks at the red head incredulously but relents and closes his eyes. kirishima and kaminari quickly take you out from the group of bodies and situate yourself just a few feet in front of your boyfriend.

“okay, open them!” and when bakugou does, his eyes are quick to meet yours. his brain does short circuits and blinks at you.

“happy birthday!” you say amidst the now silent room. it’s followed by an awkward silence, but you’re surprisingly scooped into a warm embrace and the tension melts away instantly.

“what the hell are you doing here?” bakugou uttered against your sweater, taking in that familiar scent he missed dearly.

“well, i heard it was a special day for a special someone today, so i couldn’t miss out.” you shake your head and giggle when you feel him squeeze you tighter making you do the same.

“god, i missed you so much.”

“and i missed you too.” you smiled, letting your fingers run through his soft locks.

“happy birthday, katsuki.”

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[nanastea]

for lovers who hesitate

order: kyotani has been drowning in his depression and is in need of a muse for his next project. pairings: artist!kyotani kentaro x gn!reader word count: 1,410 tags: artist kyotani, some fluff, unrequited love, angst? date: may 03, 2021

nana’s note: my second angst(?) for one of my favorite haikyuu characters! i spent quite a bit of time on this and thought this song suited kyotani very well lol, but anyway i hope you guys enjoy~ and constructive criticism is always appreciated! fyi: i did this based on the actual mv by jannabi so please check it out! i’ve linked it below~ and please check out jannabi’s music, every song is beautiful and poetic :) also decided to start using no line breaks for my notes lol what do you guys think?

previous order: what they love about you on the playlist: for lovers who hesitate by JANNABI

the ringing of an alarm echoes through the silent mini flat. Kentaro flutters his eyes open and brings his fingers to his eyes to away the sleep, mouth stretching to let out in a yawn. he grunts, pushing himself up from his bed and shuffles to the bathroom to brush his teeth. once he finishes, he walks to the kitchen and reaches into the cabinet to grab the pack of bread to take a slice and popping it into the toaster.

kentaro carries on to make his coffee before turning on his heels and shuffling to his bookshelf, pulling out a book and he plops himself onto the ground. opening it, the boy flips to the page with the laminated leaf and throws it onto the surface of his mini table. his eyes skim through the place where he last left off and before he could we read the next word, he hears a knock and the sound of ‘delivery’ on the other side.

kentaro groans, but proceeds to quickly put the bookmark back and walk to the door, looking through the peephole. he can’t make out the face of the person because of the hat that covers them, but he opens the door anyway.

“good morning, i have a mail notice for kyotani kentaro.” your voice carries and when you look up from the piece of paper in hand, you meet eyes with the receiver. kentaro doesn’t know what overtook him when he captured your eyes. his breath stopped in his throat.

“um, are you kyotani kentaro?” you inquired. your voice is honey and he feels like it’s so sweet. kentaro’s mouth opens and closes before clearing his throat and snaps from his daze.

“y-yeah.” his voice is hoarse from morning dehydration and he’s a bit embarrassed by it, but he’s thankful when you dismiss it with a chuckle and proceed to read the inquiries and notices from the possible missing mail that he was supposed to receive. he steals glances once and a while, and whilst you read the page, you glance at the book in his hand. you’re about to mention it when the boy excuses himself.

“um, the kettle.” he says and quickly dismisses himself. in the kitchen, he’s grumbling under his breath and cursing at himself for acting so stupid in front of someone as beautiful as you. he was about to make a cup of coffee for you but decides against it because it’d be too hot and you might have to be somewhere right away.

and so the artist quickly fills a cup of juice and heads back to the door where you stand with your hands in front of you. you meet eyes and smile brightly. kentaro looks away at the sight and hopes that you don’t see the flush in his cheeks.

“i–uh, it’s juice. you can drink it if you want.” he says, clearing his throat.

“oh! thank you so much, you really didn’t have to.” you greatly accept the glass of juice and down the liquid quickly, handing it back to him.

“but that’s all. you can pick up your packages and mail at the post office by next thursday.” you inform.

“yeah, thanks.”

“have a good day!” you dismiss yourself and kentaro nods, stupidly bringing his hand up in an awkward and stiff wave. when you’re out of sight he scowls and curses at himself for the stiff wave.

“what the hell was that?” as soon as he settles back on the floor with his book, an idea quickly strikes him and he shuffles from his place stumbling over his feet as he makes way to his room and to his desk. atop the desk is his open sketchbook, pencil and supplies messily displayed around it.

stumbling onto his chair, he grabs the nearest pencil and hovers over his book. the tip of the pencil barely touches the surface of the paper when the spark suddenly dies. frustration quickly consumes him and a growl leaves his throat.

“fucking hell.” he drops the pencil and the palms of his hands find their way to his face, running it up and down angrily.

the next few days, kentaro finds himself back in the corner bookshop, eyes scanning the poems section. thankfully he’s the only one in the store so he doesn't have to make awkward eye contact or interactions. in the midst of reading a book, the jingle of the door echoes the small shop and kentaro can’t help but look over to see the new customer.

he does a double take when he finds you in casual clothes away from your uniform. when you do make eye contact with him, you take a second to recognize the boy from a few days back and your brows raise in familiarity.

“oh, kyotani, right?” you say.

“yeah. that’s me.” the one in question shrugs dumbly.

“i didn’t expect to find you here, what are you looking for?” you gesture to the book he’s holding.

“uh, just books.” he shrugs, glancing down at the book in hand.

“nice.” you giggle at his awkwardness. “hey, uh, do you have time? i would like to treat you to a drink, since you offered me that juice the other day.” kentaro couldn’t believe what he was hearing. was he hearing right? you wanted to buy him a drink?

“no, it’s fine–”

“come on, it’ll be super quick.” you say, palms coming together, and he really can’t say no can he?

“yeah, sure.” you quickly purchase the book you were looking for and eventually you two are walking out of the shop and down the street. surprisingly, you guys get along quickly–albeit it was pretty one sided with you asking most of the question and talking–but he was fine with that because he loved listening to your voice.

it was soothing and entertaining to listen to you. you were expressive and always had a lot of fun things to say. kentaro had said something particularly funny that had you literally laughing out loud, that your palm hand had made its way to his shoulder, holding it as you giggled.

what you hadn’t noticed is how the boy tensed up at your touch, heart aching and pumping miles an hour. when you had realized that kentaro had not joined in your little laugh session, you find that he’s tense and awkward. quickly you realize that your hand is on him.

“oh! oh my gosh, i’m so sorry. i didn’t mean to touch you.” you say apologetically. kentaro opened his mouth to say otherwise, but you’re quick to beat him to it.

“i uh, i actually have a lecture to attend. so, raincheck on the drink, okay?” you leave as quickly as your words leave past your lips, and kentaro hopelessly watches you turn on your heels and walk the opposite direction.

kentaro goes home that night and sits at his desk, hovering over the blank sheet of paper, tip of pencil always barely at the surface before it's dropped and a groan leaves him. when he does make a sketch, it’s useless and he finds no spark in following through. it’s an endless cycle into the night and until the sun rises. there are crumpled pieces of paper on the floor behind him.

kentaro’s back aches from the slouched position that carried on for hours. his eyes sting and are dry from the lack of sleep. but he’s finally found it. he finally finished a piece and was pretty satisfied with it. he’s made various sketches and freestanding ones before settling with one. in the next encounter with you, he’d give it to you. his muse.

the next time you meet, it’s on campus. kentaro remembers the sketch that’s securely in between the layers of his leather jacket and he begins to approach you, but he comes to a complete halt when he finds an unfamiliar face approaching you.

their arms wrap around your shoulders and bring you in to place a gentle kiss on your forehead. your smile is so bright and loving as you look up at your partner. kentaro clenches his fists and shuts his eyes before turning on his heels and heading back home.

you looked behind you having sensed a piercing gaze, and scan the students around the campus to not find the source.

“something wrong?” your partner had asked. you turn back and give them a reassuring smile.

“no, it’s nothing.”

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» #nana.important! – important notices or important posts

» nana.notice! – my notices for hiatus or finals, etc.

» #nana.orders – all of the asks that have been received and answered!

» #nanas.recs 🎋 – my recommendations and reblogs from other blogs!

» #nana.random – pretty much me talking and nothing related to my blog

» #nana’s sweets 🍬 – all of my beautiful mutuals!

» n.spoilers 🌱 – spoilers (minor and major!)

» #jjkmag – in part of the network that i am in!

» nana.xxx event 💫 – my special followers events

» #n.taro milk tea – all jujutsu kaisen content

» #n.passion fruit milk tea – all other character content

» #n.[character] – i will tag character names like this so it’ll be easy to find one character and their content!

» #n.large drinks – all headcanons

» #n.small drinks – all imagines

» #n.drabbles – all works that that more or less 100 words

» n.timestamps – all timestamps

» #n.red bean – all male!reader works

» #n.egg pudding – all female!reader works

» #nana.angst – all my angst (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑)

» #[character + emoji] – all my lovely character anons!

» #anons ☘️ – all anons!

» we hope to see you again!

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