#yikes i almost forgot to post here

[kauledin]

long haired kaul hilo

#kaul hilo #the green bone saga #gbs #jade city #jade war #yikes i almost forgot to post here #fonda lee

[beaulesbian]

i have another a veeery long theory/thoughts about will having powers, vecna, mind flayer, and some parallels from  s1-4.

i go on so many different tangents, but its all centered around  will having powers, so i hope it’s not too confusing

I was rewatching 2x1, and when Will went on the check up (in the lab...) and Owens says to Joyce and Hopper this:

the second season is taking place in time from 24th of October 1984 until Halloween and some time after.

this was right before the halloween ep:

this is what made me pause it in the first place.

Owens explains that those nightmares/visions are happening to Will because of it being close to the time when he was taken to the upside down (6th of november 1983). - this is before they knew it was the part of the mind flayer still inside him, so there were guesses what could be wrong.

the anniversary effect:

sounds kind of similar to what is happening now in s4 (i tried to put some of my thoughts about the march days in this post before)

but in summary, s4 is happening in the week of march 21nd 1986

(later in season 2 ep 8 we learn this important date: will’s birthday is on march 22nd)

but the creel tragedy happened in the 50s also in march - around the same days the deaths in hawkins started.

which leads me back to this commentary from Owens about anniversary effects

and here is where it starts to get similar with describing how the vecna victims felt just before being taken

(s4)

Just treat him normally, be patient, don’t pressure him, let him lead the way.

It’s great how once again these dialogues from one season could be used for another. The same thing is happening again - not just with Will, but in Hawkins to many other people, because it’s a circle of trauma, in s4 even more focused on pressure on the kids and their very own specific problems.

and then later in s4x6, with Eleven and Brenner, more about forgotten memories. of memories that a person forgot as a result of trauma, and brain “protecting” them from those memories:

(also note: brenner has so many video tapes which he can show el and she remembers, i dont want to go more into the details here, but i have a feeling that brenner could be actually somehow linked to the mind flayer itself - control over people. he was the doctor that made 001 from henry..)

it’s interesting the day in s2x1 Will went to the doctors, they had a class in school.. about brain and nervous system in humans.

in 2x8 dustin brings up the mind flayer, as a being that with its mind controlls others.

this is basically the same or similar rhetoric that venca/001 was saying, about how he sees himself as a better being than all others-- umm yikes.

this is where i at first thought that it was the mind flayer who wanted to create the undead army, controlling billy to do his bidding, but it could have actually be vecna already.

in 1x8 will was found in library, covered with vines, almost similar to what the monster in s3 did to its victims. expect he was still alive. the vines now in s4 seem more connected to vecna, so it could have been him all along.

the same library, where in s4 robin and nancy found their clues about the creel house tragedy

which finally leads me to this thing i noticed today

zombie boy - on the photo will’s eyes are crossed over, (even different color than the writing.)

what if will wasn’t taken by the mind flayer, but it was vecna all along. what if something connected to vecna got out of upside down just as eleven escaped the lab, the gate was opened, and instead of vecna finding eleven - he found will, because he somehow sensed him too? mistook him for el, maybe?

brenner constantly trained henry/001 and the other kids, 11 too. training them to possibly open the gates, harvest so much power within themselves, other horrible things.

henry said in the beginning - with practice, he learnt more.

what if Will has maybe similar powers, but he never developed them, never practiced them, (just like the star wars comparisons, will being like leia)

at least not consciously.

dnd players handbook 5e: “clerics are conduits of divine magic // harnessing divine magic doesn’t rely on study or training. A cleric might earn formulaic prayers and ancient rites, but the  ability to cast cleric spells relies on devotion and an intuitive sense of deity’s wishes.”

that night in 1x1 will went home from Mike’s house, and saw the shape that could be vecna, he didnt attack Will, instead he stalked him to his home.

will hid on the side of the road and with a closer look it almost seems there was a fog around him, almost obscuring the vision of the creature

that’s when i remembered this part in 2x8, mike telling will another story to bring him back from under the control of the mind flayer:

Fog cloud is a level 1 spell, and can be cast by Tempest domain clerics (amongst other classes).  A heavily obscured area - such as darkness, opaque fog  - A creature effectively suffers from the blinded condition when trying to see something in that area.)

now i’m only missing the Why Will?

what if they got that part of mind flayer (or possibly vecna’s vines) out of will, but he still had something that connected him to upside down

something that could be useful when defeating either vecna or the mind flayer, but also something that connected will to either of them.

i love the analogies with d&d and their real world, so once more this is interesting part in d&d about clerics:

”clerics are intermediaries between the mortal world and the distant planes of the gods” (reminder - vecna is listed a god in 5e, and mind flayers basically think of themselves as gods (more on those later).

in s1 we see will communicating with joyce via the lights, the electricity in the phone, and almost appearing in the gate one time.

because we know the rifts/gates can be open with enormous amount of energy, as in s3 under the mall, and vecna using his powers (by killing) to open them,

what if Will could actually be powerful enough to open the gates between upside down/hawkins by himself, without killing anyone, just with his powers, if he trained them enough?

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that’s all i needed to write down about this. if you’ve read it until here, kudos to you ♥♥ i just have too many thoughts about parallels, deeper meaning, and hopeful towards will having some kind of powers, where he would still choose kindness even over these monsters getting to him.

#byler #will byers #stranger things #stranger things meta #stranger things theory #mine #gif:byler #this is so long and i had to rewrite few times bc tmblr didnt save it argg i almost gave up #but i also needed to put my thoughts out there #will byers has powers

[sparkbugs]

My liveblog reaction post for JRWI Riptide 114! :3 SPOILERS AHEAD if that wasn’t obvious.

I completely forgot. About the bastion/stronghold. IF THEY LEAVE THE SHIP THEY LOSE THE TELEPORTER.

Haha! Ha. Wowie this is extremely stressful to start a session Jesus Christ. Pls get good perception AGGG. The laughter but it’s so stress LMAOOO AAAA

If anyone dies this episode! Haha.

How is this all 10 mins into the episode it’s just a terrible chase scene I am so. Aughhh

THANK GOD TBEY GOT TO THE DOCKS. BUT IS THE SHIP OKAY. if the ship fucking denigrates they lose their teleporter man they need that to get home if anything haha! Aggghghsh

The fucking. Fish shoes. Also PORTABLE HOLE LMAOOO

Gryffon :( my boy protect the ship my guy ily

Godddd because of the title I’m so fucking sure there’s stuff about Jay’s family here. I’m so sure there’s lots of things here but it’s so not safe.

Darkness lets gooo… oh.. that audio… ohhhhggg ahhdnjs oh goddddd

“Hello..?” *unimaginable horror response in a roar*

HOW HAS IT ONLY BEEN 25 MINS THERE ARE UNIMAGINABLE HORRORS THIS IS TERRIFYING

Portable holeeeee that’s a smart play, but that’s terrifying to think bout the helmet

“GUYS YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS” “what is it gill?” “Stairs!” “… that’s a ladder gill-“ I love them so much

More unimaginable horror sounds! Oh boy! This is. It’s been 30 fucking minutes.

Oh yucky.. skin… Jesus.. oh noooogghdjhdns

ITS GONE?!?!? WHERE THE FUCK DID IT GO.

THIS IS NOT THE FUCKING TIME TO BE ARGUINGGGG AAAAGGGG

I hate this so fucking much actually

The bit shoes.. Charlie please

We have made it 40 mins in let’s goooo haha. Ha!

A GLHYPHHJDHHSHS JAY NO WHAT HEY. FIREEE????? 37 POINTS HOLYYYY FUCKKKKK

HAHSJFHSJAIDJSUHWKS CREATURES THEYRE HERE AND THEYRE ANGRY

Haha it’s all fine now. Also the fucking bones aren’t real??? What. HAHAHAHAJGSIW UH OH BIZLY PLEASSEE

LMAOOO HAHAGGGSHDA THE PARANOIA IS SO FUCKING REAL

HAHSHSHSHA THE FUCKING MICROCHIPS IN THE WATER NOO STOP FUCKIN WITH GILL LMAO

Almost an hour in!! Woooooo! No ones dead thank fucking god

Thank god Chip please make sure no one dies thank u skelly man <3

Floor threeeee baybeee surely nothing happens here. :)

There’s someone waiting for themmmmm hahaha

“Jay can you do me a flavor right now?”

AHAHSHSHSHA WHATTTT WDYMMMM EVERYTHING GULLIOKFNXUSHSO GILLION NOOOOOO WHAT THE FUCKSHAIABA also the last quote being Gillion’s last words man. Yikes

Where is my boy where is my boy where is my boy. IS THAT HIS FUCKING SKIN

ITS HIS FUCKING SKINH IM SO MOT OKAY WHWRE IS MY BOY WHEFE IS HE. GIVE HIM BACK THEY JUST GOT HIM VACK

Haha. I’m fine :) I’m gonna ignore that for now haha cause why. Would that be an issue :)

I’m so worried about him actually. Bring him back

THEY WERE FUCKING EXPERIMENTING ON THE ICHOR. I KNEW IT BUT GOD THE CONFIRMATION IS. UGHHHGHDJSK yea this is such a navy thing to do. Yuck

Oh my god they didn’t see what skin the trition in the ground was. What if that was Edyn. Oh I’m so unwell.

GODDD THEYRE USING THE LEVIATHAN AND THE FUCKING ICHOR AS A SUPER WEAPON. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE NAVY.

NOT EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH THE EPISODE YET WHAT THE FUCKKKKKK

Chip is so me I would totally. Grab bone pieces. EWWWW WHY MORE SKIN GROSS HOW MANY PEOPLE DID THEY FUCKING KILL

DEATHWARD SAVED THIS MAN PLEASE STAY MY GUY I LOVE YOU. this man is being crucified.. oh my god,,

Holy shit.. Kuba kenta :o is that u bitch

ITS HIMMMM HOLYYYY SHITTYTTT HAHSHSHSHAHA he’s such a bastard but also such a good villain… godddddd he’s just a fluffy guy :3

Mmmmmm machineeeeee

Giving me The Core from Amphibia vibes. This is fucking TERRIFYING. I MEAN I WAS RIGHT HERE CAUSE GILLION WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. PLEASE. GILLION WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT. WHY DID YOU SIT IN THE CHAIR

WHWIDUDISHWJDJEIEJAIWHDIRJE GILLION. WHAT THE FUCK. Oh

Oh my god. 0 initiative. Oh my god Gillion please

“I would like to touch myself… and say- there’s more wait” PLEASEEE CHARLIEEE LMAOOOO

AWAAA RUN GILLION RUNNNNNN

“Oh my god, Gillion’s not fast.” HES RUNNING FOR HIS LIFE RIGHT NOW SO MAYBE HE IS??

It’s totally him right. YEA it’s Gilly :) why hasn’t he told them about Kuba Kenta.

Aughhhhghhfjskb CONDI?!??? LMAOOOO

Why. Are you. I. I despise them so much.

FIREWALL AUGHHGH NOT AGAIN

“CHEEBO” the rest of chips skin is fucking burnt off Jesus Christ

.. oh fuck. There’s more people going in????? It better not be the rest of the crew. INVISIBLITY WENT DOWN IGHDHDHSJS

Bones… gill I’m so sorry man :(

CHIP STOP BEING LIKE THAT YOU LOVE THEM. You love them. They you’re besties.

NATURAL 1 BUT IGS A FUCKING 23 WHAT THE HELLLLLL

Aughhhhhhhh paijnnnm pleaseeee surely nothing goes wrong mannnn what the hell

… conch shell time haha uh oh surelyyyy this will be fine

Jay my beloved <3 you got this girl

AAAA Grandma Ferin… SHES FUCKING CRAZY HOLY SHIT. Vault… time.. oh no. Woahhhh wonder. If that’s the true prophecy in there

CONDI DEAFENED AUGSJHSJGA WHATTT NO BRING HIM BACK OH FUCK

Haha they’re trapping themselves in this room. Uh oh.

OH. GILLION. OH NO. OH NOOO WHAT. HELLO. HEY. Uh oh. Hey. WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKK WHAT IS GOING ON

WHERE IS MY FISH MAN WHERE IS HE WHERE IS HE

THE HORRORS ARE THERE THE HORRORS. THATS WBY HE DIDNT TELL ABLUT KUBA KENTA OH MY GOD

…

The sword. Thank god.

PELASEEEE DONT LET ANY OF TJEM DIE OM GONIFNIBSJA GILLIONS GOING GO SAVE HIS FRIEND HES FOINF AS FAST AS HE VAN

JAY PLEASE GO HELP PLEASE FUCKKKK ING HELL

Ichor creature. Godddddd

I don’t even have words this is just combat that’s terrible and I hate it

Aughhdhxhsishdjsn man. People have been so right about how this episode is Bad bad. Like. Wow.

2 and half hours in. Pain and suffering. Please don’t let Chip die again. Charlie did really fucking good playing his doppelgänger without breaking that’s insane.

Gillion’s yelling at each other would be so much funnier if it wasn’t. A life or death situation

CHARLIE SALUTING IM SO UPSET PLEASSESS LET THEM LIVE

YEAHAHAHAHDHDHS GET HIS ASS JAY

HAHA HEY.

HOW ARE THEY TYING IM GONNA CRYYYY

HE WCJDJDSHS HE DID IT HE FUCKING DID IT OM GONAN THROW UP OHHHHGG MU GOD

GILLIONS STUFF FUCKKKKING WAITAAGGG

HAHAHDHSGWGE KUBA KENTA MENTION.

Oh. He’s. Opening. Kubas cage. Gillion. Hey.

Haha they have to go back UP?!? Well. Riptide pirates, it was nice knowing you.

Chip. Can’t be healed I am so upset. Also I feel like the creatures are just going to escape. And Kuba Kenta is going to be Right There.

Dopplegilly you bitch ass mother fucker give my boy back his stuff

WHDIXHSIDHS THEY PUT HIM IN THE HOLE??? Well. I mean. Go off

I hope they don’t fucking fall into the lava. Like seriously after all that.

Well. Gillion. Please let this man get his stuff. WALL OF WATER THANK GODDDD

How is there a half hour left.

HE HAS MISTY STEP. CHARLIE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU

I am so. AUEGUESHS THE LIFE DEBT OF DOPPELGILLY GOINF BACK INTK THE HOLE PLEASE LMAOOOO WHAT IS THIS

Please get out of here please just get the ship off the island oh my god

So much murderrr please go n get them and get out im so ahdichdiebz

oh . The fucking. Turrets. LMFAO COUNTER SPELL THE FUCKING ASS TURRETS JDDIDBKS

THE FUCKCONF DECK IM GONNA LOSE IT PLEASE. DONT LET HIM DO THAT PLEASE

WHY NOT JUST FUCKING THROW THE DECK OF CARDS UP. WHY. I’m gonna.

THE IDIOT CARD. OH MY GODDD HAHAHDJDHAUA 3 INTELLIGENCE IM SOGONGNDHSBA

THE VOID. LMAOOOO HES FUCKING GONE THANK GOD. Anyways the TURRETS.

THEY FUCKING DID IT LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOO

Well. That was. An episode. Well. I can see why everyone was freaking out about it LMAO THEYRE ALIVE THOUGH LETS GOOOO RIPTIDE PIRATES

#jrwi #jrwi riptide #just roll with it #jrwi liveblog #jrwi 114

[ermespop]

Fashion Student Akaashi hcs

character(s): Akaashi Keiji, mention of Bokuto

warning(s): overworking, fashion sense slander, minor injury (non explicit)

author's note: this has been in here for months!!! cause I could never finish it 😭 and I am proud to say that it has now been posted *victory fist* ✊😌

he studies a lot, practices a lot, and eats lots of instant food, well maybe not lots of that last one but it is a mild occurrence

he likes making dresses and all kinds of fashionable "feminine" wear

he always lost whatever he had in his hands while working so he got an utility belt to hold his stuff

he still loses the pins and needles 😶 bros got too much goin on when he's workin

revises the measurements 9876543210 times before being completely sure he got them right

Where?!?!? IS THAT DUMB NEEDLE!?!?!

an overwhelming environment leads to breakdowns and he's had a few :[

uhhhhh no this isn't his 6th cup of coffee wdym :)

(Bokuto is very careful when he watches Akaashi I work, he wants to support him not stress him (｡⁠•́⁠‿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠) )

pls this man is he's own boss, employee, sponsor, manager, media manager, photographer, model-

I think y'know what I mean yeh

has fallen asleep on his worktable and woken up with a pin or two on his face... yikes 😬

IF HE SEES ANOTHER PERSON WEARING SKINNY JEANS WITH A WHITE TEE HE'S GONNA LOSE IT-

do not. ask him. to help. with a fit. he'll destroy your fashion sense 😭😭😭

on a nicer note he'll make you look like you own the street so yeh 😌💅

i almost forgot to say wearing a dressing pant with no belt is kinda weird...

he doesn't care if you don't own a belt, buy a belt, actually, buy DIFFERENT belts and learn to accesorize please he's begging 😭

over all he's passionate, stressed and please for the love of everything good give him a hug 😭 he needs it 😭

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#akaashi keiji #akaashi headcanons #haikyuu akaashi #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #akaashi HCS #akaashi x reader #akaashi fluff #akaashi fanfic #ermes;writes #ermes;points

[moonsporemoth]

UnderPollen AU

Soooo I'm finally uploading the UnderPollen AU I'm making. I kinda lost passion for it immediately but decided it wouldn't hurt to post it. I have no skill at coding so it's in a script format with the main cast as doodles I made underneath it. This is just the first chapter, however. Welp, enjoy!

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POLLENTALE: AN UNDERTALE AU PROJECT:

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*You've fallen. Miles and miles of underground had flashed by in a second. You had landed on a lone patch of yellow flowers, the pollen sticking to your hair and face. It burnt! You jumped up, hurriedly wiping the pollen off of you.

*"Oooh, yikes! That stuff hurts, doesn't it?"

*A cheery voice made you look up toward the patch to see a….talking flower?

*"It alllllso stains~," The flower said cheerfully.

*Looking down at your hands, you saw they were now yellow colored, no matter how hard you try to wipe it off.

*"Oh! I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower! What's your name?"

*You answer the flower quietly.

*"Frizz? That's such a silly name! You know what else is silly? This!

*The flower attacks you, hitting you with white pellets as he laughs. He says something about easy HP, but you couldn't make it out over the ringing in your ears.

*Suddenly, you saw a white light and it was all over.

*"Oh, you poor thing!" Fuzzy hands picked you up and carried you for a while, a soft humming putting you in a pained sleep.

*Almost as quickly, you were woken up by a pleasant smell of butterscotch and cinnamon.

*You looked around you, seeing a child's room dimly lit by a lamp. You get up and exit the cozy room.

*"My child! You're awake!" You see your savior, a motherly goat woman. She is smiling at you from down the hall, beckoning for you to follow her into the kitchen.

*Once you are sat at the table, she pushes a big plate of pie toward you.

*"Please eat my child! You need to regain your strength before you can journey home!"

*You quickly eat the pie before asking the goat woman her name.

*"Oh, how silly of me! I'm Toriel, the keeper of these ruins! I help children who fall down here, though it's been quite some time since the last one fell.

*You ask if they made it home. Toriel looks stiff.

*"Why of course, my child! It is quite safe here in the ruins."

*Her words don't seem convincing, so you ask if you can go home now. Toriel looks upset.

*"You ar-aren't at full health my child! That horrible flower nearly killed you!"

*She grimaces as she thinks about Flowey. "Not everyone is as nice as I am, child. Some creatures are vile, only caring about power."

*You look over at the staircase leading downstairs. You ask where it leads to.

*Toriel looks over you sadly before suddenly changing the topic.

*"My child, you're yellow! We must wash off that pollen before it-oh never you mind! Come!"

*Toriel leads you to the bathroom before aggressively trying to scrub the yellow from your skin but to no avail.

*"Oh….it's alright child. It doesn't seem to be doing any damage…." Toriel seems to zone off as you look at the now yellow hue of your skin. Maybe landing on those flowers wasn't so lucky after all…

*"Alright my dear, it's time for bed. Let's get you situated, hmm?"

*Toriel leads you back to the bedroom you woke up in and tucks you in before wishing you a good night.

*Once you were certain she was asleep, you crept out of "your" room and tip-toed toward the staircase you had been eyeing earlier. You knew from Toriel's reaction that that must be the way out.

*Quickly, you ran over to the staircase, starting to descend it when you heard a whimper coming from another one of the bedrooms.

*Curiosity got the better of you and you slowly made your way to the room. Opening the door a crack, you nearly screamed.

*Inside was a child around your age. They had their legs and arms cut off and were positioned to sit up in a chair. When they saw you peaking in, they cried out the best they could with their mouth sewn shut.

*Terrified, you turned and made a run for it down the staircase.

*Suddenly you heard footsteps behind you. It was Toriel!

*"My child! Get back here! You can't leave! The pollen is worse outside! It's corrupted people! I'm trying to protect you!"

*The goat caught up to you, grabbing you by the collar.

*She begins dragging you back toward the staircase leading upstairs. You pull and fight.

*"You children don't understand how much I suffer to keep you safe! Even if I have to mutilate you to get you to stay, I will! I'm doing this for your own good!"

*Eventually, after enough pulling and pushing, you get free and run full force into the door, Toriel screaming from behind you as you close it.

*"NO! You brat! You'll die out there! Stay with me! Stay with Mommy! Stay with Tori-"

*Slam!

*Silence…You were finally out…

~End of Chapter One~

Here's the cast btw (I will be making better pictures later):

#lgbtq #aroace #fandoms #fanfiction #genderfluid #undertale multiverse #undertale au #sans undertale #undertale #undertale sans #undertale fanart #sans #asgore #frisk #monster kid #underverse #sans au #ut au #utmv #autistic community #autism #fanart #alternate universe #oc #fanfic #UnderPollen

[jazzygaga]

My 29yr Old Life

So yesterday was a doozy. I had a lot going on (which is why I didn't post) but at least I got the boy to school. I was doing a lot with my morning and in my afternoon. I had 2 job interviews and I got both jobs! It is so sad in this day and age, even with a degree I still have to work multiple jobs in order to survive with my children. Heck in order to survive as a single person in general. Today I am feeling sort of optimistic. I think my mania has subsided which is a good thing. Oh yeah guys I forgot to tell you all I am bipolar. So on top of all my regular problems, I have to deal with this on a regular. And if you didn't know what that looks like imagine the feeling of when you're with your best friends enjoying a night out and you're like super happy and amped. Then imagine if you came home that night and discovered that your cat died and you don't know what to do with your feelings and you get depressed. That's kind of a window of it. I am no doctor and I am just explaining how my hypomania and my manic episodes feel. You can't take anything I say on here to heart because it is just me posting my feelings and being vulnerable.

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Honestly, I am having sort of an existential romance crisis because I am almost 30 and not married. I really would like to settle down but I know sometimes what I have going on with myself hinders me. I know I am not anyone's ideal type. Usually the people I go for (whether attractive to society or not) tend to curve me because I am ugly. I don't understand how people would rather be with a "pretty" person who has no sense of self or knows how to actually carry a conversation. But that is what the world wants. I am 5'3 220lbs and a mother of 2 so I GET IT. I am undesirable No. 1. But I am also a college graduate, Social Worker, have a house, can have an intellectual conversation, and I am like REALLY fun to be around. I'm like a social butterfly magnet because people flock to me LOL. I guess I am not to look and rather let it come to me. Anyways that's all for today.

YIKES!! That was all over the place huh? I guess so. Til Tomorrow friends.

#singlemomlife #love #self love #bipolar

[winderlylandchime]

Hi, me again. But this time I come with questions for you from my brother.

He was talking about your fic and then asked me if i could ask you some questions, i said yes and then accidentally forgot about it, sent you that last message, told him about it because i took his phone for his playlist, he found out that I didn’t ask you his questions even tho he never told me what to ask and got annoyed with me.

So here they are:

-Your favorite fic that you have written?

-Favorite part and chapter from the new fic you wrote and -which part of the new fic came to you in the best way? This question is because a friend of his makes comic strips for his niece and one day his group of friends were all drunk and while my brother was on one of those mechanical bulls, his friend came up with an idea after my brother flew off of that bull. And till this day it’s my brothers favorite comic strip. And the last question which he said it was almost the most important one, what music did you listen to while writing? He knows you made a playlist with your last fic which btw he loves, so he’s wondering if you listened to any new music during the writing of the new fic.

And he is making me to tell you that his first date playlist worked on one girl he went on a date with. And they dated for almost a year, so he calls it a success. He is sure that it would’ve worked on another date as well but he played the playlist and immediately she asked him if he could change the song because she actually can’t stand the Shrek movies or the songs in it. And he turned off the playlist, walked to the table, blew out the candles and went ‘i think its best if you leave.’

PS. He has his check up tomorrow to do all his tests again and then on Wednesday he has a check up with his surgeon to go through the tests. So he’s extra nervous which is why he is bothering you with his questions. If it makes you feel better, he bothered our mom so much she blocked his number for an hour :)

Hello dear sweet anon and brother anon!

I totally get feeling anxious about medical tests so I’m happy to provide distraction.

My favorite fic? It’s probably a toss up between You’re Like a Tattoo and Clothes Mean Nothing Until Someone Lives in Them Tattoo because it took a lot of planning and thinking through as my first full AU in this fandom. And Clothes just because I love it - it’s short and sweet and is a bit of speed run through canon.

Favorite part and favorite chapter of the new fic I wrote? Beautiful Like the Darkness Between the Fireflies isn’t done yet (yikes, sorry y’all) but I think my most favorite part is the conversation with Gus in the first chapter. I love aged up non-binary Gus and I adore soft dad Brian. The first chapter is so far my favorite. And that’s the part that came to me in the best way. I had been thinking of present day middle aged (or nearly so for Justin) Britin after reading a bunch of fic in Good Omens (a fandom that does middle aged ships proud) and I’ve also read some really good exes-to-lovers fics as well. I was driving to work and the beginning of the fic - the scene with Brian and Cynthia came to me fully formed so I voice-to-texted that opening scene. (While driving, bad idea, I am a terrible driver to start with… sorry everyone on the road that day!) and sent it to @kiranerysed who always supports my best-worst inclinations and the rest is history. I wanted to get it all completed before I started posting so I’m not in the situation with the last chapter that I’m in now but alas.

I have been listening to the song that the title comes from, which I tend to do. The song that the title of Tattoo comes from was my number one most played song in 2023 according to Spotify. So for Fireflies it’s the song by Mason Jennings Darkness Between the Fireflies and then yesterday I re-listened to his song Butterfly off the same album and it’s so Brian-coded (character, not the cat, but maybe the cat too!) just change the “woman” to “man” in the lyric “you’re the [man] I should run from, where the fuck did you come from” So those two songs predominantly.

I believe that a playlist with the song Accidentally In Love could work for a very specific type of person and clearly the person this would work for is someone who is a good fit for your brother. I admire the balls it takes to blow out the candles and invite someone to leave if they do not share your music taste. Brandi Carlile (my all-time favorite musician in case somehow that was lost in presence of her songs as fic titles or throughout fic playlist) spent time with her now-wife when they first started dating to see if this thing between them had any future. (In Michigan which is only relevant because my spouse is from Michigan.) Anyway Catherine mentioned Joni Mitchell’s Blue and Brandi said she found Joni cheesy and didn’t get the appeal. Catherine (rightly) invited Brandi to leave this fledgling relationship unless and until Brandi could come around and recognize the brilliance of Joni Mitchell. Well, a marriage (with three weddings!) and two adorable kiddos later… Brandi is now in a jam band with Joni and has performed Blue in its entirety and also brought Joni back to the stage at Hollywood Bowl this fall which I got to see. All to say that there is a good history of using music as a line in the sand for a potential romantic relationship.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023 #2024 edition

[the-darkdragonfly]

NEW CHAPTER: Blood in the Water - A Captain Swan Tale

Chapter 5

Captain Killian “Hook” Jones refused a deal almost two decades ago, but time is creeping forward and he needs off the accursed island of Neverland. So when Pan comes to him with a chance to leave, he takes it; thinking he can outwit the demon child and stay one step ahead of the deal he had made. 

But deals do not work like that…

A What-If look at what might have been.

A feral post (unbeta'd) because I kind of forgot I was suppose to write this (oops) and I found it last night and just needed to share.

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The night had dragged on as Killian paced the length of sidewalk underneath the street lights, casting in and out of shadow as he waited impatiently for the headlights of a car which belonged to a stranger to pull down the small, quiet street. 

His footfall was silent against the pavement- you walk like a cat, Papa- while the slight treble of his hand as he kept hold of his mobile phone betrayed his nerves. The rumble of an engine disturbed the silence, his skin prickled with sweat as he watched through the dark, two pin pricks of lights turned onto his street. 

Killian’s heart caught in his throat. 

They were home. 

They were safe. 

They were both grounded for at least twenty years.  

A yellow Volkswagen Beetle pulled up at the curb, lights shutting off with the engine, the movement of three people inside causing his blood to rush erratically through his veins. 

The door on the driver side opened and a woman slid out, glowing golden hair wrapped in a leather jacket- Killian Jones, I imagine?- in the pool of of the overhead street light. 

“Emma Swan, thank you for bringing my children home,” his voice sounded rough even to his ears, and her gaze softened incrementally as a smirk pulled at the side of her mouth. 

“Well, they’re shrewd negotiators, I’ll give them that.” 

Killian narrowed his eyes, knowing far too well the levels of mischief his two children could get into, and stepped to the side of the car, hand on the handle, stooping as the door opened, reviewing the nervous, still smiling faces of Henry and Alice Jones. 

“Out,” his voice was quiet, a subtle shake of adrenaline which had been roaring through his blood for the better half of the day, “now.” 

They scrambled, climbing over each other to escape the confines of the car that wasn’t his, and stood, wide eyes looking up at him- are we in trouble, Papa?- as the worry and fear which choked his heart since finding their rooms deserted had finally started to recede. 

“Yes, you most certainly are. Inside, hop to it.” 

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Read the rest here.

Tagging!

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#blood in the water #a captain swan tale #the darkdragonfly #NLNY2022 #captain swan #killian jones #emma x killian #emma swan #a what if kind of story

[zoekrystall]

Finished ghost trick have scrambled kinda tired thoughts

Def smth to start the game in the evening and finishing just short after 6am. Yes one sitting baby. Very often irl time lined up w where I was in the game. For better or for worse. Oh how I wish I could eat like lynne. I still prefer the og soundtrack but the new one isn't bad either. Appreciate games that let you switch between both. Bonus content my beloved I always eat bonus illustrations up esp concept art I really wish more games had this nowadays (next to art books maybe since not everyone can get them). I think in the past bonus content was more the norm but it seemed to get lost. Alas could be wrong I don't look at a lot of games I'm somewhat in my own bubble and I'm fine w that. Oh the ghost puzzles are slide ones I'm out I suck at those so bad they made me go from 0 to 100 when I played all layton games to the point I just immediately pulled a guide up. Someone get me when guides exist (wouldn't be suprised if they already do). Anyhow omg did I forget how much I adore every single char. Absolutely over my head but maybe I will make a board for all. At the very least all more major chars. Everyone has such good designs. Design wise cabanela ily but I think aside from like lynne, yomiel and missile is detective jowd my fav I always forget how sympathetic he is for me. Not enough to consider a comfort char but he does have a comforting presence. First time playing did I get deeper and deeper emotionally into other stuff so his whole oh I'm guilty I can't be forgiven I deserve execution talk for the first part was a tad ah oof yikes not a emotion mirror fan but now esp after already knowing the story was it just. Shaking You Snap Out. Also oh remembering my first reactions to things was funny. I think my feelings towards cabanela were such a rollercoaster. Also yomiel oh yomiel I am so glad death got avoided and a normal life was possible but I wish we also saw a bit of his new life and idk maybe it's just me but I find it sad how sissel wasn't his cat anymore. Oh how the story took me for a ride the first time but also oh how nice it is to replay smth and seeing the foreshadowing knowing the truth n all. One thing I completely forgot is how when the meteorite got avoided n then the bullet yomiel just gets pierced and hnnnnnn nnnnnot a fan of that stuff. Even if the game isn't graphic and he survives do I not like that. That could've happened when his body still immediately healed wounds and my body would still go ha no you will feel pain in the same spot for hours. Pierced through pain my absolute behated.

Sorry not sorry for how this post looks it's 7:30am over here and I almost fell asleep writing and will now pass out.

#I automatically exclude chars in 'fav char' when I think I'm them/fictionkin and sissel is like. I'm pretty sure? I think? #It is. So funky do be one where the char themself isn't sure who tf they are for like 99% of the game and identifies and looks like someone #completely else. Cat is my look but yknow I v much vibe with the whoops thought I was a human look too. #I would maybe explain better if I wouldn't run on monster energy #*to #I just remembered I'm awake since 2 or 3pm yesterday. Was awake for two days straight more than once but let's not repeat unhealthy behavio #So I will likely pass out soonish. If you see me reblog after this no you don't that's my body being used by a different manipulator #ghost trick spoilers #it's just me rambling from the top of my head but I do talk abt stuff so #The first time play deeper stuff is nothing to worry abt. Past life stuff I already coped with at this point. For the majority. Just fyi. #'but I thought family death happened around that time' oh I deal scarily quick w human blood related family deaths in this life. #Kin was apparently more important for my brain #a wild lux appears

[inkperch]

NBLR and ASXN thoughts-

Volume 1 NBLR specifically-

Nora kinda has some self confidence issues when she's named the leader- just in general she feels like she leans too heavily on Ren, to the point of almost feeling like a burden to him cause he's been the one keeping them both alive and comfortable all this time, and being picked for leader over him has just got her plain confused- especially when the rest of her team is the quiet prodigy who got moves ahead two years, and the absolute badass who has all the confidence Nora pretends to have (~irony!~)

She puts on her usual quirky goofball facade cause she doesn't want any of them, especially Ren, to worry, but she's struggling with it a lot- and, after the first group spar where they lose to CRDL of all people, she goes to Ozpin and asks him to make someone else team leader- he refuses, and explains why he didn't choose anyone else on the team (Rens gotten far too used to just smiling and going along with the crowd, Ruby's not nearly communicative enough here, and Blake's- "Well," Ozpin chuckled, ineffectually trying to hide his amusement with a quick gulp of his hot chocolate, "If I had made Miss Belladonna leader, she would not have waited nearly as long to make the exact same request you're making now...") but doesn't explain why he picked her- instead just nodding to his door and telling the rest of team NBLR that they really aren't as quiet as they think they are-

So yeah, that gets resolved wholesomely, they all mutually agree that if somethings bothering one of them, theyll talk to the other's before they let it build up. Blake noticeably has her fingers crossed behind her back the entire time-

A few weeks in-universe and probably touching in with ASXN subplots later, and Cardin comes centre stage and just- I want you all to know 'Cardin' tried to autocorrect to 'Caring' just now- anyway, Cardin the very much non-caring is being just as much of a dick as he is in canon- but frankly, he's getting a little bored. Like, c'mon, there's only so many times before he can pull that stupid second year's ears before it gets old, and prime target Jaune-y boy never even picks up when he's being insulted, and if he goes to far he just knows that wimp'll go crying to his rich mommy- and that's the kinda trouble that sticks. And then he just happens to stumble upon that back haired bitch who keeps turning him down missing a pretty key accessory, huh?

A few blackmail pics later and oops, the crappy school bully now has pictures he think's he can just use for racism reasons, with no idea just how likely they are to reveal to her terrorist ex-boyfriend exactly where she's hiding, yikes-

Not entirely sure how that'd resolve itself, and I'm gonna leave this here for now cause it's like, half three AM rn for me, but yeah! Fun au-

Oh right, I mentioned in the first post that Nora has silver eyes here, forgot to mention: Ruby doesn't. Summer still did, but Ruby got Taiyang's eyes- to her parents quiet relief.

#NBLR and ASXN #randomiser roleswap #rwby #nora valkyrie #lie ren #blake belladonna #ruby rose #cardin winchester #rwby au

[elecman108]

It's nearly the end of 2023, and... Hey, a lot has happened. I'll put most of it under the read more because there's a LOT to unpack this year, and if you're here to see the original posts for most of this art... surprise! Some of it was never posted! So no links will be provided to balance it out. All of my art is under the same tag though of "#drawings by me" so feel free to leaf through that on your own time.

To summarize the year, I learned (at the end of the year) that my temporary boss was overworking me for most of the year she was working there (yikes, but hey, I did agree to it and was able to... we'll say "keep up with the chaos" to keep it simple) but my permanent boss is, naturally, 1000% better. The side effect is... instead of December being a low month for drawing due to it being the busy month, almost every month is!

The new year should be better. I hope. On to the month summaries!

JANUARY - New D&D character refs made, Lixori as a rabbit (pictured). I didn't draw that much in january, but I claimed big ambitions of drawing more bunny girls. Sadly... I did not. Next year I'll sneak a few in here and there to make up for it - I do love drawing bunny girls (and guys especially) lol. Other than that... Year of the rabbit! Woo?

FEBRUARY - I... only drew this one image of perspective/mirrors practise with Irina and Axel. February was not busy. I was just really burnt out from the holiday season. It was... rough. Home life wasn't great, and I couldn't do much about escaping the frustrations during February anyway.

MARCH - The Existential Dread set in (pictured), my April Fools Day art, and a sketch dump. Yep! I drew my April Fools Day art in March! And early March at that! This month I had planned to take a vacation week riiiiight at the end of the month, but it got pushed back because the "new" staff member I was supposed to train didn't start until the end of the month. We'll get back to that.

APRIL - Sketches. The lineart pictured was never posted, but I cleaned it later (I think in... July or June?) but the sketch was dated back in April. Remember that vacation week that got pushed back to April? It's not riiiight after the first full week in May. Why? Because the staff member didn't know shit and needed more training. Fun fact: there's more to that story coming up.

MAY - Happy Birthday to me! I got my vacation (finally), and used the week to draw more D&D idiots before returning to work and... the "new" staff member ended up making a royal mess of things on my week off. She did not remain for much longer after that. Apparently she talks fondly about working for us, but by god, I have grey hairs. But this isn't a rant post, this is art! I... did NOT do much else in May. Not even a birthday art! For SHAME past me!! Although this month did give me an awesome new coworker (bless!) to replace a previous awesome coworker who moved back to their home city. We're both nerds. It's so funny.

JUNE - That Colour Wheel Meme from Twitter (pictured) and one half-assed drawing of Blaze in front of the pride month fire engine are all I have to show for this month, alongside cleaning up more sketches from back in April. My actual boss had returned and thank GOD. We - as in me, my nerd coworker, and our other coworker - are glad to have our boss back. She's fantastic. This month went by pretty well. But welcome to July, dumbass! It gets worse!

JULY - I forgot to do digital art this month. Why? Because all of my out-of-work time was spent working on doing Card Making craft packages for the clients. Sure, I loved doing it, but it was a LOT of work for not a lot of payoff. To be fair, I offered to cover the weekly groups for our volunteer who had been doing it up to that point before her two month vacation, so... hey! It's just for those two months, right?

AUGUST - Welcome to Burnout 2 (electric boogaloo), but I managed to fight it off by getting back into FNAF towards the end of July. Something about horror games really gets my brain in the good zone I want it to be in. This month I drew Eclipse (once) because of Ruin, this wonderful first draft of how I wanted my AU!Foxy to look, and then... I started work in on my FNAF Full Body Refs. Same as my D&D ones, only for my FNAF characters! I have the same refs for all my other OCs, may as well.

SEPTEMBER - If I told you I was only drawing FNAF and FNAF-related stuff this month, would you believe me? Because I did! I did the main characters for the portion of my FNAF!AU that I had figured out (SB and Ruin with a few extras from past games to fill out the roster), but other than that... Nope! Nothing else! I'm still redoing some of the old ones from back in September. My first batch of them (minus Bonnie, dunno what I was smoking when I made Bonnie bc he looks AWESOME) were a bit rough, so... New year problem for me.

OCTOBER - I did only one drawing and that was putting costumes on my full body references of the FNAF!AU guys! Whoops! I considered posting each character and info about them per day in October, but I just... didn't? Dunno why though, maybe I was just peanut-brained.

NOVEMBER - More FNAF! This time, the lineart/sketches I was doing on the side were all of my OCs, and the odd one was FNAF. Didn't post shit until the very end of the month though, mostly because I forgot to post essentially anything. Whoopsie!

DECEMBER - Yeah I've finished some of my sketches from November (and April), and have more to come. I'm redoing some of the FNAF Refs, and planning maybe in the new year to queue up posts for a while with info about each dude to sort of give insight into my AU to some degree... or... not make such grandiose plans.

Either way, my work schedule is destined to be much more normal come January, and I hope to be able to set aside a day or something to draw every week, because I love it so much. It's been a rough year! Thankfully didn't get Covid this year, but y'know... Maybe next year I'll get sick and be forced to take time off or something so that I can draw more.

Regardless, I'm typing this post up while now 6 minutes left to me leaving for work, so no proofreading for me! Any typos will remain forever.

Catch y'all later! You might see a new years' post from me, or one between now and 2024, but... don't bank on it.

For those of you who made it all the way down to the end of the post... Poke a poll or something. I've never done this feature so here's to figuring it out.

#the disappointment speaks #drawings by me #a day in the life of the disappointment #tumblr woes #life woes #with 3 mins to go I am good! hit post kronk!

[ljaesch]

Anime Blog Posts That Caught My Eye This Week (October 27, 2023)

I almost forgot to write an intro for this week’s post. Yikes! But then again, I’m still trying to get back into a rhythm after the craziness in my personal life over the past couple of months, so almost forgetting about that is understandable. Hopefully I’ll have something more interesting to say next week. Here are the anime blog posts that grabbed my attention this week: Anime Feminist…

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#anime

[adhdilettant]

Hello again, Internet

Today I went outside and realized how much of a complete arse-bucket I've been. It began with a package. I was waiting in anticipation for a knock at the door. But it was far past the delivery time. After sleuthing the reason, I found the package was undeliverable due to an inaccessible mailbox. I'm ashamed to admit, but I had a moment where I almost Karen-ed out. I even took pictures to submit in case they disputed the redelivery (really didn't want to go to the post office, n'yall). But while I was taking the picture I realized just how much of a dick I was being.

Tip your mail-person, right? Yeah the holidays are past us and everyone is starting to settle into the people who they choose to be "this year". I have to admit: I completely forgot to acknowledge them. This is the person who beings me packages and special occasion cards from my dad, though most of the post consists of junk mail and credit card offers! They deserve way more than what I'm able to give them.

I had been going outside so little (thanks, WFH, I truly do love you with all my heart it's not your fault) that I didn't notice the state of my curb. The other caretakers of my street are clearly thoughtful, caring, and diligent people. And no, we don't have an HOA. It was one of the TOP priorities when we were house hunting. It's taken me FAR too long to realize the equal and opposite reaction to that choice. I am the one who is in fact, the HOA. I know it sounds so stupid to say out loud, because duhyouhavetotakecareofyourshitAdi... but dear non-existent reader, all I can say is yikes.

It would be easy to beat myself up over how stupid I've been or just feel badly forever. Maybe even justified if I didn't make sure to from now on have a clean, clear path to my mailbox and try to offer a (late, but genuine) thank you with a nod to my obliviousness. I, however, am going to do both of these things. Doesn't matter if the mailperson hates me forever (because tbh now that I've seen the state of my curb I would absolutely understand); I'm doing my best to fix it because I fucked up. And from there, I can give myself a little grace.

Not to get into it here, but social interaction generally baffled me as a child; I always wondered how it seemed to come so easily to the other kids. Also, how they managed to use folders instead of just kind of... stuffing everything in their backpacks. Up until recently, the general idea I had cultivated about myself, for myself, was just that I was just kinda... bad at things. After a few significant setbacks, I finally consulted a professional and found out that I'm neurodivergent, and I'm adjusting as I go now. That's my grace and it may not be the same for the next panda but it works for me, and I'm satisfied with that.

I'm not bad at things, I'm just better at doing things in a non-conventional way. I'm allowing myself the grace to accept that I grew up in a time where being a gifted kid just meant being assigned more advanced busywork. I've got the space to explore my own creative paths that little Adi and that's exciting.

So, dear-nonexistent reader, here's to continuing my own education. Cheers to taking paths that would exhilarate Young Adi's intellect and creating a life befitting the woman I want to be.

<3

#why

[ghostinyourbuilding]

June 30th, Thursday. 20.00pm. Good evening, ghost. Extra long post because apparently I've had a busy couple of days.

I went on two other dates since my last post. One with Otto on Tuesday and then on Wednesday I spent the night at Mark's (the punk dude with face tattoos) place. Just got home in fact, so I'm dead tired and socially exhausted. I was going to answer my snowballing socials today but I'm gonna postpone that until I'm a bit less socially dead. In the meanwhile, here's the recap on the two dates.

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Tuesday, 28/06. Date with Otto.

We were supposed to go to the museum but I was busy until 30 minutes before it'd close. We decided to meet near a park. I got there around 4.40 due to my own stupidity and had to wait for over an hour until he got there, I wasn't even mad because it was my dumbness who made me be super early. It was nice to sit on the stairs on that busy area of the city and watch the sundown, though.

When he got there he finally got me the stuff he said he'd give me (all inside jokes like sandalwood incense, a plastic chicken and a stolen book) on our previous date. Also I really need to emphasise how nice he looked, just extra handsome.

We then went to this downright bizarre Japanese restaurant, when we got in the staff just went いらっしゃいませ which was fucking weird. Imagine 6 to 10 very hipster looking white/latino young adults just greeting you like that when you step foot into the restaurant... Bizarre.

We got negronis and this weird tasteless snack with nori, and I gotta say negroni is my most hated cocktail, I got to know that on the spot. Disgusting. I still finished it while we were talking about random shit.

We walked a bit downtown to kill time until I had to take the bus back home at 10.30. I feel like we really didn't do much but it was still incredibly enjoyable and comfy. I genuinely feel nice around him and I'm looking forward to seeing him again. I feel like we could potentially have a relationship if he's stable enough and if we (literally) find a place we could go to regularly. Not getting my hopes up but it's a possibility.

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Wednesday, 29/06. Date with Mark.

It was fucking Hell™ to get over to his place. He lives almost in a different town and I thought he'd pick me up but apparently his roommate is the one who drives?

I'm gonna be brutally honest - I had incredibly low hopes about going to his place. I didn't even think I'd care much because even though he is cute as fuck, smart and funny; he got divorced not too long ago, has been living with a weird roommate (more on that later, oh my fucking god) for the past two months and lives in the middle of fucking nowhere.

Since I'm not getting any action with Otto I thought I may as well go to Mark's place and at least get some therapeutic dick since I was a frigid bitch for around two months (which is longer than I've been single, yikes). It was a whopping 2 hour bus ride to a part of the city I've never been to. Not my brightest idea. At this point my hopes were low and so was my patience. I was thinking about getting an Uber back home after dinner even tho it'd cost me around 50 buckaroos because I didn't think I'd be so impressed with Mark.

Spoiler: I was completely wrong. I got to his flat and holy shit, he is just this incredibly charming dude with the nicest smile and the funniest jokes. We watched ID while he made dinner which was fucking amazing btw, he's a professional chef.

As the night went on I got to meet his roommate, Nobody, and yes, that's his actual nickname, but I forgot his real name so let's go with that. Nobody seemed cool that first night. We chatted a bit and apparently he's a part time security guard and Uber driver studying to be a philosophy professor. He's clearly very smart and could even talk to me about my major which is always a welcome surprise. We even chatted about my previous profession a bit so I was very comfy there even with Nobody being around. He went to bed quickly after dinner so I didn't think about him at all for the rest of the evening.

While we were watching TV Mark just straight up asked if I wanted to kiss him, which was super cute. I didn't think he'd be a bit shy but he kinda is.

We napped a bit on the couch and then at around 3am Nobody woke both of us so we'd go to Mark's room. That was my first red flag with Nobody. He just asked for us to go in such a weird way, and Mark's reaction made me feel like he was actually annoyed at something. We did actually go to bed but I was strangely so weirded out I couldn't sleep much for the rest of the night.

At around 8am Mark woke up and since he was so respectful and shy I really wasn't expecting us to have sex but we fuckin did it 3 times!! I've never been with a dude that had so much stamina and it was legit the best sex I've ever had. I was just fucking mind-blown.

After that, the pillow talk was very comfy. He talked in depth about the stuff he enjoys like punk and oi! subcultures, and then out if nowhere he told me that he once got arrested for killing a neonazi. I didn't buy it at all, it'd be too easy for him to say that to impress me since I'm half Jewish and I obviously hate the neonazi communities in my area, but he pulled out his phone and Googled his full name and it's fucking legit!!!?!??! He literally got around year in the slammer for killing a filthy nazi, he'd be locked up for way longer if they could prove he did it all by himself instead of with his whole group of friends. It was on the news and all. Now most people would be put off by a dude with a felony charge, but I liked him even more after that.

We talked until lunch time. He said he had to go to the bank and then to buy food to make lunch with. Nobody was gonna drive him there but he seemed a bit angry and weird, so Mark asked if I wanted to stay at the flat and wait for them or to go with them, and of course I said I'd stay. A few minutes later I could hear Nobody tell him something like "you're gonna leave that girl alone in the house? Dude, I don't fucking get you" and then Mark rushed in saying I had to go with them.

At that point I had all my red flags up and something felt very very wrong with Nobody's behaviour. I felt uncomfortable the whole car ride until we got to the bank and I waited in the car with him while Mark went in. Apparently Nobody has a 13 year old son who just got back from Canada after almost 7 years and is acting up. He told me all of that out of nowhere, saying he was gonna tell his son he'd leave him with his grandparents if he didn't start acting straight. I pretended that wasn't a weird interaction and acted like I was on his side because I was very weirded out by him.

After he dropped us off, Mark and I talked about Nobody. He's been going through a lot and he's just a very spoiled man who can't deal with the idea of taking care of his kid. Thankfully he said he was thinking of moving out as soon as he got another job and he just didn't tell that to Nobody yet because he's afraid his mental health is gonna get even deeper down the shitter.

We ate lunch and I had to take another 2 hour bus ride home. While waiting for the bus he said he wants me to come over on Friday and spend the next weekend (not this one) over there. I didn't confirm anything because I'm very conflicted. While I genuinely loved his company and the sex was absolutely worth the 2 hour bus ride, I don't feel safe with Nobody around. Something about him gives me a weird feeling in my gut and I don't wanna ignore it no matter how good the dick is. I may go there to spend one night again next month but I sure as fuck will not stay longer than that until he moves out. I feel this very weird uncomfortable feeling writing this now. I rarely feel so off put by people but that dude just did it, I don't wanna go there when he's not working or something. Weirdo.

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And that's it for the dates this week, overall they were pretty good ignoring the weirdo.

As for unrelated stuff that happened, apparently

1. I'm gonna get a new dog. My mum hit me with the news out of nowhere. She said she didn't want any more dogs after my beloved dog died but apparently she couldn't resist a puppy.

2. I'm considering not talking to Mo (one of my billion exes) again. We haven't had anything for ages and now he keeps being passive aggressive when I take a while to reply and I'm so tired of it.

3. I may go on an impromptu date with one of my reply guys that's on the verge of leaving because I barely talk to him. Of course I'll only do that if he pays for everything and both picks me up and drops me off. He's this bland ass blond DJ dude with a hipster beard and broken English. Ugh.

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In conclusion: I should stop going on dates with men that are 7-12 years older than me and still live at home and have no car. This is becoming too much of a pattern and I hate having to put in effort for men. Ugh.

#diary entry

[labomi]

selfish | one (18+)

Summary: You're a former coworker of Kento Nanami back when he was just an office worker. You accidentally run into him at a bakery many years later which gives you a second chance at getting to know the man who had always caught your eye.

Pairing: Kento Nanami x f!Reader

Words: 11.1k+

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, oral sex, creampie, explicit language, attempted sexual assault, kidnapping, canon-typical violence, alcohol

Note: Read on ao3 here! I’ve been on tumblr on and off for about 10 years at this point (yikes), but I recently decided to start a new one as sort of a writing blog with a lot of anime gif reblogging on the side as well haha. Kind of nervous to post my first fic on tumblr for some reason, so I hope you enjoy! Thank you for reading!

Index: [Part One] [Part Two]

“Nanami? Kento Nanami? Is that you?”

You couldn’t believe your eyes. It had been years! Was that really him?

---

The night you accidentally ran into Kento Nanami started off like any other night in your life. After an exhausting day of work, you decided to treat yourself to some sweets at a nearby bakery. The small chime on the door signaled your entrance with the lone employee warmly greeting you.

“Welcome!”

There was only one other customer in the small shop. A tall man stood at the cash register. 

Hmm.

There was something strangely familiar about the man’s demeanor. Curious, you drifted over to the display case next to the register to try and sneak a peek at his face. While admiring the delicious-looking pastries on the counter, you listened in on the conversation between him and the cashier.

“That will be 2000 yen,” the lady said.

“I’ll pay with card.”

You stiffened slightly, eyes widening in surprise. 

That voice!  

You recognized that voice!

The man shifted his face towards you as he reached to grab his wallet from his pocket. You were finally able to get a glimpse of his face. 

You gasped.

“It is you!” you exclaimed in surprise. “Nanami!”

He looked as prim and proper as ever. The man still wore a suit and tie with his hair neatly parted. The only major difference in his appearance was the sunglasses that now completely shielded his eyes.

“It’s good to see you again! How have you been?” you asked eagerly.

Nanami looked at you silently, trying to recall where he had seen your familiar face before.

Then he remembered.

A flood of memories from a different life overcame him. The man hesitantly said your name, like he couldn’t quite believe your unexpected appearance before him. You nodded enthusiastically while he absentmindedly handed his credit card to the cashier.

“Oh wow,” you breathed, feeling a little giddy. “I haven’t seen you since you quit all those years ago. What are you doing now?”

Nanami seemed to pause for a second, adjusting his sunglasses. “I work at a school.”

“Oh! As a teacher?” 

“No, just as staff.”

“That sounds nice. What school?”

“It’s a private religious school in the mountains. It’s not particularly well-known,” the man replied vaguely. 

“Oh, I see.”

A loud beep of a cell phone interrupted the conversation. Nanami reached into his other pocket and took out his phone. He frowned, looking at the device. “I apologize, but I have to go immediately.”

“Oh, uh, ok,” you said, feeling slightly disappointed. You barely had any time to catch up with your former coworker. Nanami grabbed the bag from the counter and swiftly exited the store. You watched him walk away with a sigh. What were the chances that you would bump into him again? You pouted, upset that the circumstances hadn’t exactly worked out in your favor.

“Oh no!” the cashier suddenly cried out. “He forgot his card!” She pointed at the blue credit card on the counter.

“Lemme see if I can catch him!” you responded, already running out of the bakery. You pushed open the door and ran in the direction you saw the man leave. “Nanami!” you shouted. Other pedestrians looked at you curiously, but you couldn’t see the tall man anywhere. You walked around a bit further out, continuing to call his name but to no avail. Sighing, you headed back to the bakery.

“No luck,” you said to the cashier. “He’s gone already. I have no idea how he disappeared so quickly.” Crossing your arms against your chest, you looked at the forgotten card in frustration. “What should we do now?” If only you had his number! 

“I guess I can keep it here in case he comes back,” the lady reasoned.

Hmm.  

An idea popped in your head. 

A selfish one.

“Wait! How about I take it and return it to him?” you asked. Then you realized that your request might come off as suspicious. “We used to work together, I promise I’m not trying to steal it or anything.”

The cashier smiled at you softly. “I trust you. You come in here quite a lot and that man did say your name, so I know you’re not lying.”

You sighed in relief.

Thank goodness.

After buying some pastries for yourself, you walked out of the bakery holding Nanami’s credit card in your hand. You carefully stored it in your bag before beginning the walk back to your apartment.

A private religious school in the mountains, huh?

It shouldn’t be too hard to find.

---

You groaned, fighting the urge to pull your hair in frustration. 

How hard was it to find this damn school?!

You were sitting at your desk in the dark. The only light in the bedroom came from your laptop screen which was full of search engine results for “tokyo private religious school”. You were on page 15. Not a promising sign.

Recalling your conversation with Nanami, you remembered the man said he worked at a religious school in the mountains. However, none of the private schools you had found so far were located in the mountains. You frowned. Had Nanami been lying?

You shook your head to yourself.

No. 

He’s not the type to lie. He did say it wasn’t well-known.

You scrolled further down and clicked on the next page. Quickly skimming the results, you finally found something that caught your eye. 

Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College.

Huh. What a strange name for a school.  

You clicked on the link. It brought you to a strange forum that looked somewhat sketchy and unreliable, but someone had at least posted an address for the school. You grabbed your phone and immediately plugged the address into the map app.

You punched the air in triumph.

“Yes!” The dot was located in the mountains by some Tokyo suburbs. 

This has to be the place!

Luckily, tomorrow was Friday which meant you had no classes, and you weren’t scheduled for a shift at work. You were free to find the school and return the card to Nanami in person. 

“Ok!” you said to yourself, rubbing your hands together. “Now to find out how to get there.”

---

You looked at the dot of your current location on your phone and then back at the vast empty woods in front of you.

This can’t be it!

You groaned out loud in frustration, stamping your feet in a little tantrum. 

Why is it still so hard to find this damn school?!  

Looking at your phone again, you double-checked the map to see that you were in fact at the exact location of the address you inputted, but nothing was here. It was just trees!

You sighed in disappointment but refused to give up right away. Maybe your phone’s GPS was off because you were so high up in the mountains and the signal was bad. You decided to follow the road that led up the mountain with the hope that you might accidentally stumble across the school. If there was a road, it had to lead somewhere! But strangely enough, you hadn’t seen any cars, buildings, or pedestrians since entering the area. 

After walking around for almost an hour, you decided to take a break. Sitting in the shade of some trees by the side of the road, you took your water bottle out of your bag for a quick sip. You admired the beautiful, quiet scenery in front of you.

Maybe this was a bad idea.

You were currently lost in the mountains of Tokyo looking for a school you weren’t quite sure actually existed. And it was all because you were selfish and wanted to see Nanami again. Your old coworker.

You hadn’t been particularly close to him at work, though he didn’t seem overly friendly with anyone in the office. Nanami was the stoic and serious type. He didn’t talk much with the team, but you could tell he worked hard. He was always one of the last people to leave the office for the night, if he did leave. On many occasions, you found him dozing at his desk in the morning when you arrived early to work before everyone else with the sneaking suspicion that he had spent the entire night in the office.

Unlike most of the other employees and especially your boss, Nanami seemed to still care about the clients instead of just the company’s profits, judging from the small snippets of conversations you overheard from him. You had always wanted to get to know him better, but he didn’t particularly have an approachable demeanor. At the time, you were just a young, newly graduated woman who was afraid of everything and everyone. So you often just kept to yourself.

You sighed, looking down at the ground. Taking Nanami’s credit card hostage was a pathetic way of trying to rekindle a relationship that never existed in the first place. You made up your mind. It was time to head back home and drop off the card at the bakery so he could pick it up himself. Today’s excursion was just a giant waste of time much to your disappointment.

“Excuse me, miss. What are you doing here?”

“Huh?” A man was hovering over you. You swore he hadn’t been there a second ago.

You screamed. “P-please don’t hurt me!” You put your arms out in front of you, shielding yourself from any potential harm. “I don’t have much money, but you can have it all!”

The man burst out laughing. You slowly lowered your arms, hoping that his laughter meant he wasn’t going to attack you.

“I’m not going to hurt you, and I especially don’t want your money.”

You let out a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness.” No longer afraid, you took a closer look at the stranger. He was tall. Very tall. Wearing a black outfit and a matching blindfold that spiked up his white hair.

What a strange appearance.

“Well, I won’t hurt you as long as you tell me what you’re doing here.” You gulped, hearing the silent threat in his words.

“Umm, umm, well, you see I-I got a bit lost and w-was just taking a rest,” you stuttered nervously, fiddling with your hands. “I heard there’s a private school around here and I’m trying to find it, because I know someone who works there. His name is Kento Nanami and we used to work together many many years ago and I just happened to run into him last night at a bakery but he left his credit card there and I wanted to give it back to him in person, so I thought it was a good idea to deliver it at his workplace but this school is so hard to find I have no idea where I’m going and-and I think I’m just going to leave now actually.” You realized you were rambling, so you forcibly shut your mouth to stop yourself from looking like a complete fool in front of the stranger.

The man hummed in thought for several seconds before suddenly grinning and chuckling to himself. His demeanor no longer felt threatening.

“Kento Nanami, huh,” the man said, still smiling happily.

“Oh, you know him?” You perked up, suddenly hopeful.

Maybe they work together!

“Leave it to me!” the stranger cheered, giving you a thumbs up. “I’ll escort you to the school and make sure you hand-deliver that credit card to Nanami!”

You felt relieved, tears almost prickling your eyes. “Oh thank you so much!”

---

“Satoru.”

“Mm.”

“Can’t you tell there’s a human who has been wandering near the barrier for quite a while now? It looks like they’re trying to find a way in,” Yaga commented.

“Well, they can’t. Isn’t that the whole point of the barrier?”

“I know that!” the principal grunted angrily. “But since you’re just lounging here around doing nothing, go check it out.”

“Fine.” Gojo got off the couch and headed outside, wondering how a human accidentally wandered this close to the school so far up the mountains.

---

It only took several minutes before you and the strange man found a path leading to the school. You blinked in surprise. You felt like you had walked by this part of the road earlier but had seen nothing.

Walking alongside the man quietly, you suddenly realized you had completely forgotten your manners. Quickly bowing to your escort, you introduced yourself and thanked him for taking the time to safely bring you to the school.

“It’s no problem. Any friend of Nanami is a friend of mine. Oh, and I’m Satoru Gojo by the way. I’m the first-year teacher here.”

He was a teacher? This man wearing a blindfold in broad daylight? You swallowed nervously. You wondered what kind of school Nanami was working for exactly.

Once you finally reached the main school grounds, all of your reservations immediately melted away. “Wow!” you breathed. The campus was absolutely gorgeous with beautiful statues, shrines, and gates. You couldn’t help but stop and admire your surroundings. “This school is beautiful.”

Gojo brought you to the teacher’s lounge and gestured for you to sit down. “So, tell me again how you know our dear Nanami?”

---

Nanami had just finished a mission when his phone chimed, signaling a text. He finished wiping his blade clean before grabbing the device. The message was from Gojo.

Gojo: Come back to Jujutsu Tech. Your girlfriend is here ;)

The sorcerer stared at the message. 

Nanami: I have no idea what you mean.

Gojo: ( ˘ ³˘)♥

He angrily shoved his phone back in his pocket and walked over to the car where Ijichi was waiting. He entered the back seat before closing the door behind him. “Hurry up. I need to find a certain white-haired idiot and destroy him.”

---

Nanami was walking towards the teacher’s lounge when he heard your bright laughter. He froze for a couple of seconds.

What were you doing here?

He picked up the pace, quickly entering the lounge to see you giggling on the couch next to Gojo. For some reason, it bothered him to see how close the idiot was to you and how happy you looked in his presence.

“Nanami! You’re here!” Gojo exclaimed, immediately noticing the other sorcerer’s presence. 

You turned your head quickly towards the doorway with a bright grin. “Oh, Nanami! Hi again!”

Nanami observed the scene, trying to figure out what was going on, but he was drawing a blank. 

First of all, you weren’t a sorcerer. How did you enter the school grounds? 

Second, did you know Gojo? The two of you seemed quite friendly on the couch together. 

Third, was Gojo implying that you were his girlfriend? That was absolutely ridiculous.

“What are you doing here?” Nanami asked you cautiously, adjusting his sunglasses. 

“Oh!” You dug around in your bag, pulling out your wallet. You removed a blue credit card. “You left this behind at the bakery yesterday. I tried to chase after you, but you disappeared so quickly. I had the day off today, so I thought I would try to find your workplace and give your card back to you.” You got off the couch, approaching Nanami and handing him the card.

Nanami took the card from you before placing it back in his own wallet. “You didn’t have to do this. How did you even find your way here?”

“I found her wandering nearby!” Gojo jumped in, grinning at the other sorcerer. “Imagine my surprise when she said the two of you used to work together back when you were just a salaryman. I just had to invite her back here. You never mentioned you used to work with such a lovely lady.”

You visibly blushed at Gojo’s words which just bothered Nanami even more. “Thank you for returning my card, but I think it’s about time y—”

“Nanami. Nanami. Namami,” Gojo said in a singsong voice. “You’re all work and no fun. It’s been years since the two of you have seen each other, and you’re already trying to get rid of her? Don’t you want to catch up a little bit?”

You played with your hair, a little nervous. “I mean if you’re busy Nanami, I can go. But I was hoping we could talk a little bit.” You looked up at him with bright eyes. “I want to hear how you’ve been doing.”

Nanami took one look at your hopeful face and immediately gave in. “Alright.” He gestured for you to sit back down as he walked over to one of the armchairs. The sorcerer pretended like he didn’t see your little jump of excitement as you hurried back to the couch with Gojo.

Once the three of you were all seated comfortably, you brought up what you had been previously discussing with Gojo. “I didn’t know you’re teaching at the same high school you went to as a student. That’s pretty cool!”

“He was one of the few students who graduated and decided to leave the community,” Gojo pointed out. “Most of us stay here and continue working for the school.” Nanami subtly glared at the white-haired sorcerer, wondering how much he had told you about the jujutsu world.

“Why did you decide to come back then?” you asked curiously.

“I changed my mind,” Nanami simply stated. “I realized I would find my career slightly more rewarding if I worked for the school than that company.”

You nodded in agreement. “That makes sense. I’m glad we eventually both left that job.” You slightly grimaced, just thinking about your past. It didn’t go unnoticed by Nanami.

“When did you leave?” he asked.

You hummed, recalling the past. “It was probably a couple of months after you left. I, uh, messed up something really badly and I got fired.”

Nanami raised his eyebrows in surprise. You didn’t seem like the type to make big mistakes. He remembered you as quite the careful and diligent worker. He narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering if you were being deceitful.

“It’s ok though,” you continued. “I worked a couple of odd jobs afterward to keep up with the bills until I decided I wanted to become a nurse! So I’m actually back in school now and working part-time to help pay tuition.”

“A nurse, huh,” Gojo remarked. “What a noble career choice.”

“Ahh, I wouldn’t say I’m noble or anything. I just think I would find my life more fulfilling if I was actively helping people,” you explained. “Probably similar to how you felt when you switched careers, Nanami.”

He nodded at your words.

uThe three of you chatted amicably the rest of the day. Gojo and you mostly carried the conversation, but Nanami would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy listening to your voice. After he ran into you at the bakery last night, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. It was the first time he was confronted with his old life after deciding to become a sorcerer again. Part of Nanami wanted to never look back on that phase of his life again, but perhaps it wasn’t all bad. Sure, he hadn't particularly liked anyone from that office, but he didn’t mind you. You had always been quiet, polite, and hardworking. 

Nanami still remembered his last day at the office. You had organized a surprise farewell party just for him with a cake, balloons, and everything. After everyone had their fill of free food and left the conference room, you had shyly wished him luck in the future and said you would miss seeing him in the office. All those memories came rushing back after encountering you in that bakery.

The sun started to set when you finally noticed the time.

“Ah! I should probably go,” you announced, checking your phone. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overstay my welcome.”

“No, no,” Gojo assured. “You are very much welcome here. Like I said earlier, any friend of Nanami is a friend of mine and all my friends are welcome here!”

“How do you plan on getting home?” Nanami asked, mildly concerned.

“Don’t worry!” Gojo said. “I got it handled. Ijichi will drive her back.”

“Huh? No, it’s fine,” you tried to argue. “I can get back by myself. It’s not a problem.”

“What kind of gentlemen would we be if we didn’t ensure you got home safely? Ijichi is our finest chauffeur,” the blindfolded man insisted. “He will take care of you.”

You looked at Nanami who simply nodded at you, encouraging you to accept Gojo’s offer. Sighing, you crossed your arms over your chest with a pout. “Alright. Thank you.”

The two men waved goodbye as you left in Ijichi’s car to head back home.

“Was it really wise to have her on the school grounds?” Nanami asked.

Gojo hummed. “It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. Normal humans aren’t allowed here for a reason.”

The blindfolded sorcerer didn’t reply. Instead, he took out his phone and started tapping on the screen. Nanami’s phone chimed. It was a text from Gojo. Opening it, he saw it was a string of numbers.

A phone number.

“You should call her sometime,” Gojo said. “She likes you.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Yes, I do. What kind of woman travels to the mountains on her day off to try and find a publically non-existent school to return a credit card to someone she doesn’t like?”

Nanami remained silent.

“Just because we’re adults and jujutsu sorcerers doesn’t mean we aren’t allowed to have some normal fun. It’s alright to be selfish every once in a while.”

How badly Nanami wanted to believe Gojo’s words.

---

You heard the door open and close.

“Hello! How many I help y—Gojo?”

You blinked in surprise, not expecting to see the teacher at your workplace. While taking classes to become a nurse, you worked part-time at a small boba tea shop. You had just finished serving the flurry of college students who needed a midday pick-me-up when Gojo appeared. Several of the seated patrons whispered and pointed at him, wondering why he was wearing a blindfold and how he could see.

“Thought I would drop by and say hi,” he said with an easy grin.

You returned his smile. “Is Nanami with you too?” you asked, trying to sound casual.

“No, not today, unfortunately,” he replied. You tried to ignore the flash of disappointment you felt. “I’ll bring him next time.”

You perked up at Gojo’s promise, nodding eagerly. “Sounds good. So, would you like something to drink?” 

The man ordered a large brown sugar milk tea with extra sugar. You looked at him, mildly concerned. “You sure you want 120% sugar? It’s pretty sweet to begin with. Trust me.”

Gojo nodded. “Yup!”

“Alright,” you said with a shrug. You did try to warn him. 

You finished preparing Gojo’s drink and handed it to him along with a straw.

“Hey, do you mind if I borrow your phone for a second?” the teacher asked.

“Oh, sure,” you said, grabbing your phone from your back pocket.

Gojo took the device and opened the camera app. “Smile!” That was the only warning you got. He had taken a selfie of the two of you together. You weren’t even smiling in the photo, completely caught off guard. But Gojo was at least prepared, grinning happily and showing off his milk tea in one hand. You watched as the man repeatedly tapped on your phone screen.

“What are you doing?” you asked hesitantly.

“Here!” Gojo handed the phone back to you. Looking at the screen, you saw that he had sent the selfie of the two of you to a random number with a text that said “Having fun without you!”

“Um. Who did you send this to Gojo?”

“Nanami, of course!”

“Oh,” you said quietly, feeling butterflies in your stomach.

Nanami’s number!

You finally had it! 

Gojo chuckled to himself as he saw the way your eyes lit up.

“Oh, by the way,” you said, looking up from the phone. “It’s my birthday next weekend. I’m going out with a couple of friends on Saturday at 8pm at the bar around the corner, and I was wondering if you and Nanami would like to join? You should bring Ijichi too and anyone else from the school! Only if you want though. It’s ok if you don’t want to come or you’re worried about being awkward with my other friends even though they’re super cool and encouraged me to invite you guys and I promise I won’t be upset if you can’t make it because this is kind of last minute and I—”

“Sounds great!” Gojo interrupted your rambling. “I’ll be sure to pass along the information. We'll be there.”

“Really?” You grinned at the teacher. “Awesome! I guess I’ll see you then!”

Gojo waved at you goodbye as you tried to compose yourself before the next wave of customers arrived.

---

“Ahh!! You guys actually came!” you squealed as a group of individuals approached your table in the bar. You stumbled out of the large booth where your other friends were seated, already several shots in for the night. You clumsily hugged Gojo without thinking. Releasing him, you took in his new appearance.

“You look so different!” you commented. “But not in a bad way!” The man had traded in his signature blindfold for a pair of sunglasses that still hid his eye. His hair was lying down flat instead of its usual spiked-up look.

Behind Gojo, you saw Ijichi with a woman you didn’t recognize. 

“That’s Shoko Ieiri,” Gojo said, following your gaze. “She’s the doctor at our school.”

You happily greeted both of them, thanking them for coming. 

And finally, you saw the person you were looking forward to seeing the most. Nanami looked good as always. He was dressed a little more casually for the night without his signature jacket, tie, and sunglasses. Instead, he wore a crisp, blue button-up shirt with the top few buttons undone. You tried not to stare too much at his revealed skin.

As you approached Nanami, you reached out to hug him but you managed to stop yourself in time. You were worried about coming on too strong and opted for a small wave instead.

“Thanks for coming, Nanami! I’m so glad you came!”

Sitting at the table altogether, your other friends immediately fawned over Gojo. One of them grabbed you and whispered in your ear.

“What the hell? You didn’t tell me one of your friends was incredibly hot?”

You shrugged and ordered another round of shots for the whole table. Gojo ended up passing because he didn’t drink, so you took it upon yourself to finish it for him.

Nanami quietly nursed a beer as he observed the scene. He didn’t typically like crowded, loud bars like this, but he would make an exception for you. Gojo had also been extremely intent on making sure everyone from the school attended your little celebration. He managed to get Ijichi to come along only after getting Shoko to agree by bribing her with free alcohol.

Nanami was currently sitting across the booth from you, watching as you chatted with your friends. You were wearing a dark red dress that perfectly showed off your curves. The left strap of your dress was a little loose and it kept falling down the entire night despite you constantly readjusting it, not that Nanami had noticed. 

You looked so carefree and lively in this atmosphere. Every once in a while, you caught Nanami’s gaze and beamed at him happily.

At some point during the night, you left the table to go to the bathroom. It was only once you tried walking back to everyone that you realized how drunk you were. Stumbling a bit in your high heels, you leaned against the wall by the bathrooms for stability.

“Excuse me miss, are you alright?”

A man approached you, but you instantly waved him off. “Mmm, I’m good,” you replied. “Thanks though.” You were determined to make it back to your friends on your own, but as soon as you took a step away from the wall, you tripped. The man caught you before you could hit the ground. He had a tight grip on your waist.

 “You don’t seem good,” he chuckled softly. “How about I help you?” You could feel his hands starting to go lower, and you quickly latched onto them and tried to pry them off you.

“I said no,” you said firmly, but the man ignored you and pressed you against the wall. “Get off!” You struggled against him but to no avail.

Suddenly, the weight of the man was lifted and you felt like you could breathe again.

“Are you alright?” a smooth voice asked. 

You looked up to see Nanami in front of you. You nodded silently and admired his strong jawline and sharp eyes in the bar’s dark lighting. 

“Can you walk?”

You nodded again. Taking a step away from the wall, you immediately staggered again much to your embarrassment. Nanami grabbed your arm and lifted you up until you were half leaning on him for support. Inhibitions suddenly gone from all the alcohol in your system, you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders and gave him a hug. The man tried to ignore the shiver that went up his spine when he felt your warm, soft body pressed up against him. He didn’t want to admit it, but he was quite jealous that you had hugged Gojo when they first arrived. What was so special about that idiot anyway? Nanami slowly wrapped his arms around you, indulging himself for once and returning the hug.

“I’m so glad you came,” you mumbled against his chest. “I was so happy that I ran into you at the bakery that one night. But I was afraid I would never see you again.” You paused. “I really wanted to see you again.”

Nanami didn’t know how to respond to your words, so he gently rubbed your back instead. You leaned into his touch happily.

“Let’s get back to the others,” he said gently. You sighed and reluctantly removed yourself from the embrace. Nanami half-carried you back to the table and carefully deposited you next to your friends. To your disappointment, he didn’t sit down next to you and instead headed towards the front doors.

“Nanami? Where are you going?” Gojo asked, eyebrows raised.

“I’ll be back.”

When Nanami exited the bar, he was greeted by several couples who were taking a smoke break. He walked a bit further away, so he could be alone. The sorcerer leaned against a random building, taking a deep breath and trying to calm himself down. 

Nanami felt quite ashamed of himself. Acting like a hormonal teenage boy just because he briefly held you while you were wearing that damn dress. He tried to ignore the way his cock was straining in his pants. Gritting his teeth, he willed his body to relax. Nanami refused to let you see him so worked like this. He especially couldn’t let Gojo see. He could only imagine the endless teasing he would endure from the blindfolded idiot.

Inside the bar, you watched sadly as Nanami left. You wondered if it was something you did to scare him away.

Gojo sat next to you and handed you a glass of water. “Drink,” he commanded.

You did as you were told, keeping an eye on the doors to see if Nanami had come back in yet. “Does Nanami not like me?” you asked Gojo quietly with a pout.

The man chuckled. “I assure you that’s not the case.”

You turned to look at him. “How do you know?”

Gojo lowered his sunglasses slightly, and you were able to get a glimpse of his gorgeous blue eyes for the first time. “Trust me. I have good eyes.”

---

Nanami ended the call with Ijichi. He leaned against the wall of the bathroom with a grimace. He was still applying pressure to the wound he had received from Mahito. The sorcerer scrolled through the contacts list on his phone. He found himself hovering over your name.

Yes, he did save your number from Gojo’s text. Why wouldn’t he? It would be frivolous to ignore that kind of contact information.

Nanami grabbed another wad of paper towel to replace the one that was already drenched in blood. He grunted in pain.

A nurse, huh.

He wondered what you would do if you saw him right now. If you fuss over him and take care of his injuries yourself. Nanami sighed. He wouldn’t mind that. Would you carefully unbutton his shirt to get a better look at the wound? He could almost imagine the way your fingers would ghost over his stomach.

With a groan, Nanami banged his head against the wall. He couldn’t believe he was fantasizing about you while profusely bleeding in a public restroom.

The sorcerer cleaned up his blood all over the sink and threw out the dirty wads of paper towels. He went outside to wait for Ijichi to bring him back to school for proper treatment.

---

“I’m going to take my break!” you announced to your coworkers as you exited the bubble tea shop. You decided to go outside for a quick breather because it was such a nice, sunny day. Avoiding the crowds, you headed over to the alleyways near the shop to scroll through Twitter in peace.

You were so engrossed by your phone that you didn’t notice the presence of someone next to you. It was only when you heard them clear their throat that you looked next to you to see a man wearing sunglasses and a hat.

“Oh, sorry. Am I in your way? I can move.”

In the blink of an eye, he held a knife to your neck. You felt the cool blade lightly press into your skin. You held your breath, afraid to react in any way.

“Don’t scream. Don’t move,” he hissed.

Your eyes widened in shock.

That voice.

You recognized that voice.

The man grabbed you by the back of the neck and pulled you in the opposite direction of the busy street where unaware pedestrians were still walking by. He pressed the knife against your side now, digging it into the thin t-shirt you had to wear for work.

“Walk.”

He led you to an abandoned building several minutes away. Once you were inside and the door closed shut, he roughly shoved you to the ground.

You landed in a heap, groaning in pain. Turning around, you finally faced your captor.

“It’s you, isn’t you,” you said evenly. “Boss.”

The man chuckled, removing the hat and sunglasses. It was your former boss from the company where you and Nanami had once worked together. You dug your nails in the palms of your hands. If he was here, you knew you were in trouble.

“You called the cops, didn’t you!” he yelled at you, pointing the knife at you menacingly.

Cops? What was he talking about?

“No, I didn’t,” you replied honestly.

“You BITCH! Don’t lie to me.” He waved the knife closer at you.

“I promise! I didn’t tell anyone!”

With a shout, the man grabbed your hair and held the knife to your neck again. You squeezed your eyes shut and couldn’t help but let a small whimper leave your lips.

The truth was you weren't just fired from your job. You were threatened. When numbers weren’t adding up, you realized that your boss was embezzling money and had been doing so for a long time. He found out that you knew the truth and protected himself by forcibly ousting you from the company. As a young professional, you knew better than to fight against a big shot financial executive. When he warned you to stay quiet or face his wrath, you were wise enough to shut your mouth, clean your desk, and leave the building immediately. True to your word, you had never mentioned your boss’s crimes to anyone. You thought you were safe to move on with the rest of your life but apparently, that was not the case.

The man spat at you before roughly kicking you away. He started pacing as you wiped his spit off your cheek with a disgusted groan.

“This can’t be happening. This can’t be happening. I’m about to lose everything. EVERYTHING!”

As he muttered to himself, you tried to survey your surroundings and determine if there was a way you could safely escape. Before you could figure anything out, your old boss approached you again, knife still in hand. He seemed to have made up his mind about what he was going to do.

“You’re going to fix this. Yea. This is your fault. I’ll pin it all on you. You’ll go down for this, not me!”

As the man ranted and raved at you, something appeared in the shadows behind him. There was some movement. You blinked your eyes, wondering if it was just a trick of your imagination. But to your horror, a green creature grew larger and larger in the background. It had three heads, each with multiple eyes and giant drooling mouths with huge teeth. The monster raised its multiple arms, hovering over your boss with all eyes fixed on him like he was a piece of prey.

“Scared, aren’t you?” the man commented with a chuckle. He was misinterpreting the horrified look on your face. “This is what you get for messing with the wrong man.”

You shook your head slowly and lifted a shaky finger to point behind him.

He turned around, dropping the knife in shock.

The weapon clattered to the ground.

Your boss screamed. He immediately tried to run away, but one of the monster’s arms snatched him in a tight grip. The three heads fought with each other as if deciding which one of them would get to swallow the prize. You took that as a cue to start running.

The monster was blocking the way you entered, so you ran towards the only other door you saw, which led to a stairwell. You ran up a couple of floors before hiding in a small closet you found. It was cramped and dusty but you hoped it was enough to hide you from that creature.

Sitting on the ground, you took out your phone shakily and called the police.

“Hello, what is your emergency?”

“I’m trapped in an abandoned building, and there’s a monster here.” You realized it sounded ridiculous, but you didn’t know what else to say in the moment.

The dispatcher groaned. “This is the last time! You kids have to stop with the prank calls. This line is for emergencies only!”

They hung up on you.

You stared at your cell phone in disbelief.

Shit.

Instinctively, you scrolled through your contacts list until you found who you were looking for. You pressed the call button.

Please pick up. Please pick up.

It went to voicemail.

You cursed to yourself again.

“Nanami,” you whispered quietly, voice quivering. “I don’t know when you’ll listen to this, but you have to believe me. I’m in an abandoned building near my job, and I swear there’s a monster here. I-I think it might have killed our old boss. I don’t know what to do, I tri—”

There was a loud bang. You quickly hung up and pressed the phone into your chest while you covered your mouth and nose with your other hand to quiet your harsh breathing. The sounds got closer and closer until it sounded like it was right outside the closet door. Your heart was beating so loudly you were worried the monster would hear it. But luckily, the noises started to become fainter. Eventually, you heard nothing even after a long time of terrified waiting.

Once you were reasonably convinced the coast was clear, you quietly opened the closet door and peeked out. The hallway was empty. Maybe this was your chance to finally escape the building.

You carefully climbed to your feet and tiptoed your way back to the stairwell. 

Your phone loudly chimed. The noise echoed throughout the empty building. It was a text message from your coworker asking where you went. You had forgotten to turn your phone on silent.

Almost instantaneously, the monster started roaring from the floor beneath you. You barely caught a glimpse of it before running up the stairs again until you reached the top floor. Exiting the stairway, you ran through the hallways until you reached a dead end.

Back pressed up against the wall, you watched in horror as the monster let out a sharp laugh as it approached you. There was blood dripping out of the mouths of all three heads. You didn’t want to think about where it came from. With no other options left, you weakly held your arms up in front of your face and squeezed your eyes shut with a whimper.

Suddenly, there was an angry shout and a loud splat.

You felt some sort of liquid splash all over you. Lowering your arms, an unexpected sight greeted you. It was the body of the monster all chopped up into pieces. You realized you were covered in its blood.

Behind the monster’s corpse stood Nanami. He had a covered blade in his hand that was also stained with the creature’s purple blood.

“N-Nanami?” you whispered hoarsely.

You couldn’t believe your eyes. Did he take down that monster? With a sword?

Nanami wiped the blood off his weapon, putting it away in its holster. He approached you as you shuddered violently, still in shock.

“Are you hurt?” he asked gently.

You shook your head no, wrapping your arms around yourself.

He kneeled down in front of you, taking out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping the droplets of blood from your face.

“What was that thing?” you whispered.

Nanami sighed, twisting the handkerchief in his hands once your face was relatively clean.

“A curse.”

You gave him a confused look.

“It’s a long explanation.”

“Yo!”

You flinched as Gojo suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the hallway. You instinctively grabbed onto Nanami’s arm in fear. He glared at the blindfolded sorcerer in anger for startling you.

“Oh, you’re already done here? I thought I’d check up on you two to make sure everything’s okay.”

First, your boss had threatened you with a knife. Then, a giant monster, no, curse appeared and attacked both of you. Nanami killed said curse. And now Gojo had appeared out of thin air. Your brain was officially broken. You just wanted to go to sleep. Surely this had to be a dream. You would wake up and everything would be normal again.

“We should probably bring her to Shoko just to make sure she’s fine and clean her up,” Gojo said, observing how your eyes were starting to glaze over.

Nanami nodded in agreement. He lightly touched your shoulder, but you hardly reacted. He said your name quietly. Blinking slowly, you finally turned to acknowledge him. “I’m tired,” you mumbled.

“I know,” Nanami said gently. He picked you up in his arms. “You can go to sleep. I’ll keep you safe.” With a sigh of relief, you closed your eyes and surrendered to the darkness.

You woke up in a small room, tucked under the covers in a warm bed. Nanami was silently sitting in a chair next to you. You let out a deep breath and turned towards the man. The rustling of the covers alerted him that you were finally awake.

“Why was the boss with you?” Nanami asked suddenly.

So it wasn't a dream.

“Oh. He was trying to threaten me,” you explained. “I didn’t lose my job because I made a mistake. I found out he was embezzling money. He said the cops were starting to question him, so he accused me of reporting him.”

Nanami clenched his fists in anger. That bastard.

“Is he alive?” you asked.

“No.”

“I figured.”

You quietly observed Nanami. He had taken off his sunglasses and blazer. You admired his wide shoulders and the way his tie was slightly loosened. 

“Nanami. What do you actually do?”

He shook his head. “I don’t want to tell you.”

You gripped the covers. “Why not?”

“Because,” Nanami sighed. “It’s a dangerous profession. You don’t need to be dragged into this world for no good reason.”

“What do you mean?” You didn’t understand what he was saying. “I do have a reason. It’s you.”

The man didn’t respond.

You sat up in bed suddenly. “If you won’t tell me, I’ll ask Gojo.” You started to climb out of bed, but Nanami stopped you.

“Fine. Fine. I’ll tell you. Sit back down.” He let out of a deep breath, rubbing his face.

You silently listened as Nanami discussed the existence of curses, the theories behind cursed energy, and the role of jujutsu sorcerers. He explained how the school’s true purpose was to train the next generation of sorcerers and act as the main headquarters for all jujutsu-related activities. 

You only asked one question. “Why was I able to see that curse?”

“Regular humans can see them in life or death situations.”

“I see.”

Nanami was surprised at your reaction to learning about cursed spirits thus far. He expected you to ask more questions, to be more doubtful, to laugh and call him an idiot, or to scream and accuse him of being crazy. But you did none of those things. You just listened quietly and accepted everything he said as true. 

In your heart, you knew there was no reason to doubt Nanami. You were trying to wrap your brain around the existence of curses you couldn’t see, but you didn’t consider that the sorcerer was lying to you for a single second. He wasn’t that kind of person.

Nanami abruptly stood up. “Ijichi will drive you back home.” He started to walk away from you, but you quickly grabbed his wrist.

“Wait, don’t go,” you pleaded, eyes wide. “I haven’t thanked you for saving me yet. Thank you, Nanami.” You didn't want him to leave you. Not yet. You didn't want to be alone.

The sorcerer refused to look at you. “I think it’s best if you kept your distance from Gojo, me, and this school.”

“What?” you breathed. “What are you saying? I-I won’t tell anyone about curses or that you’re a sorcerer if that’s what you’re worried about. I promise.”

“That’s not it. I already told you. This world is dangerous. You should stay away.” He paused. “Stay away from me.”

You flinched, releasing Nanami’s wrist. The sorcerer walked out of the room without another word. You didn’t call out after him.

As Nanami walked away, he knew he made the right decision. There was no reason for you to get involved with the jujutsu world. He wanted you to live a normal life, not one plagued by constant death and despair. He was doing this for you. For your future and your safety.

“It’s alright to be selfish every once in a while.”

Gojo’s words echoed in his mind.

No. This wasn’t about him. It was about you. It wasn’t right for him to drag you into his world. He should be happy. Happy that you would eventually move on and live a long, successful life.

But why did he feel so sad instead?

---

Numerous opened textbooks and notebooks were scattered around you on your bed. You had an upcoming exam at the end of next week and were in the midst of cramming a semester’s worth of information in your head.

There was a knock on the door.

You frowned, carefully getting off the bed and walking over to the door. You weren’t expecting any visitors or a delivery today. Looking through the peephole, you gasped. You clutched your hands against your chest, trying to calm your frantically beating heart.

What was he doing here?

You hadn’t talked to or seen Nanami since your last conversation with him at Jujutsu Tech. And that hadn't ended well. You respected his request to stay away from him and Gojo, making no attempts to contact either of the two sorcerers. Instead, you had thrown yourself into your schoolwork and picked up some extra shifts at the boba shop. The less free time you had to think about your emotions, the better.

But now the man who still weighed heavily on your heart was at your doorstep. You wondered whether or not to pretend you weren’t home, but you couldn’t bring yourself to turn him away. He had clearly come here for a good reason and you wanted to know why, especially because he was the one that told you to keep your distance from him.

You unlocked the door and opened it slightly.

“Nanami.”

He said your name quietly.

The two of you looked at each other in complete silence. You waited for him to say something, but the man just continued to stand there without a word.

“Umm, well, I have an exam I need to study for, so if you have nothing to say I’m just going to g—”

Nanami suddenly pushed the door open wider, shoving you into your apartment. You stood there in shock as the door slammed shut behind the sorcerer. His unusually aggressive behavior had you baffled.

“What’s wrong with you?” you asked sharply. The man told you to leave him alone but then showed up at your apartment and invited himself inside without a word. You couldn’t help but feel a little irritated. “What are you do— mmph!”

Nanami had pushed you against the wall and kissed you.

You froze in surprise for a second before immediately kissing him back fervently.

One of his hands had settled on your waist while the other was pressed against the wall by your head. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed him closer to you, unable to get enough of this man. Nanami eventually left your lips, causing you to groan in frustration before he attacked your neck with wet kisses. You panted heavily, brain suddenly fuzzy as you tried to process that this was actually happening.

“W-what happened to staying away?” you breathed as Nanami sucked on a particularly sensitive spot that left you weak.

“I changed my mind,” he muttered against your skin before continuing to attack your neck.

After Itadori had saved him from Mahito’s domain, Nanami realized he had been given a second chance. He didn’t want to live a life without regret, especially as a sorcerer. So he decided to heed Gojo’s advice for once. 

He wanted to be a little selfish. 

He wanted you.

Nanami pressed his forehead against yours as he rubbed his hands up and down your soft curves. You breathed heavily, trying to catch your breath as you got lost in his dark gaze. 

“Bedroom,” you whispered. Nanami nodded and quickly released you, so you could guide him to your room. 

As soon as you entered the bedroom, you inwardly cursed. In the heat of the moment, you had completely forgotten what you had been doing before Nanami arrived. “Uh, sorry, let me clean up real quick.”

What a way to kill the mood!

Nanami didn’t seem to mind. He looked fairly amused as you swiftly closed all the books on your bed and haphazardly tossed them on the ground. Once the bed was finally cleared, you turned around to face Nanami, but he was already one step ahead of you. He gently pushed you on the bed, so you landed on your back as he hovered over you. Your breath caught in your throat as you admired the man in front of you. He was absolutely perfect. 

Nanami played with the hem of your shirt. Taking the hint, you sat up a little and swiftly removed your shirt and bra, throwing them in the corner of your room. Nanami let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding as you took in your body. You fought the urge to cover yourself, feeling slightly embarrassed at how intensely the man was looking at you.

“You’re beautiful,” he breathed as you flushed in response. He reached out with both his hands to start kneading your breasts. You moaned as he began playing with your nipples that were already hard from excitement. Nanami removed his hand from your left breast and replaced it with his mouth. You squirmed underneath him in pleasure as he lapped and sucked on your nipple. Once he was satisfied with his work, the sorcerer switched to your other breast to give it the same treatment. With every flick of his tongue, you could feel electricity run through your body. You only craved his touch more and more.

Nanami started kissing down the valley of your breasts to your stomach. He eventually reached the hem of your shorts. “May I?” he asked.

You nodded, unable to trust your voice at the moment.

As he started tugging down your shorts, you lifted your hips to assist him. The garment was carelessly tossed to the ground. Immediately, Nanami could see how soaked your underwear was with your own arousal. His dick twitched in his pants. The sight of you so wet and eager from his touch alone only heightened his lust for you.

You practically sighed in relief when Nanami removed your underwear, fully exposing yourself to him. The heat from your core was overwhelming. You needed him to touch you and relieve some of that pressure before you lost your mind. A single finger stroked your folds, already slick with arousal. You gasped while Nanami groaned, enjoying how wet you already were for him.

“I’ve barely touched you and you’re like this already,” Nanami teased. You panted, trying to grind yourself on his hand for more friction, more pressure, more anything. He chuckled seeing how desperate you were for his touch. The sorcerer finally reached your swollen nub and rubbed it leisurely. You immediately cried out, arching your hips into man’s touch.

“Fuck,” you cursed as pleasure surged throughout your veins. Your eyes were squeezed tight as Nanami continued to play with your clit. You were so distracted by his fingers that you barely registered the hot breath near your entrance. It was only when a wet tongue began to prod into you that you realized what was happening.

With a gasp, your eyes flew upon to see Nanami’s head comfortably settled between your legs as he licked at your cunt without restraint. The sight of him eating you out only stoked the raging fire inside you. You buried one of your hands in Nanami’s hair as he worked diligently to get you off. The way he lapped at your fluids and sucked at your entrance had you moaning and quivering uncontrollably. 

“You taste so good,” he groaned against your folds as you barely registered his words.

A familiar pressure was building in your body. As it got stronger and stronger, you couldn’t stop your legs from thrashing about. With a growl, Nanami locked his arms around your legs to keep them as still. It only took a gentle suck to your swollen clit for the tension in your body to finally snap. Mouth opened wide in a silent scream, you writhed around on the bed as you finally reached your peak. 

Your mind was completely emptied while white-hot pleasure overtook your entire body. You swore you could see stars behind your eyes. As you rode out the last waves of your orgasm, Nanami eagerly slurped up your release, refusing to let a single drop go to waste.

Once you came down from your high, you released Nanami’s hair and laid back on the bed with a sigh. He removed himself from between your legs. Your fluids still covered his face, and his normally styled hair was a complete mess from your grip. Just the sight of him was enough to cause another spark of desire to flare between your legs. This man was going to be the death of you.

“Holy fuck, Nanami,” you breathed.

“Kento,” he replied, wiping his mouth clean on his sleeve. “Call me Kento.”

You flushed. Saying his first name felt incredibly intimate. 

“Kento.” 

He grunted with approval and then began to unbutton his shirt. You licked your lips as his broad shoulders and wide chest were finally revealed to you. He was incredibly well-built with defined muscles and abs, but a number of scars littered his body. Some looked quite fresh while others were old and almost completely faded.

This was the body of a jujutsu sorcerer.

You now understood why Nanami warned you that the jujutsu world was unsafe. You couldn’t imagine the suffering behind all those wounds. Perhaps one day he would be willing to share his pain with you, so you could understand his world.

You wanted to rub your hands up and down Nanami’s bare chest, but he moved out of your reach to start fiddling with his belt. Eyes lowering, you swallowed nervously as you stared at the large bulge that greeted you. Nanami slid down his pants and underwear in one go, erect cock finally released from its confines and bobbing in the air slightly.

The sight of him was both mouthwatering and intimidating. You admired the bulging veins and the bits of pre-cum that were already leaking out from the tip. He wasn’t excessively long, but he was incredibly thick. You nervously wondered if you would be able to handle his impressive girth.

You wanted to touch and taste him, but Nanami wasn’t interested. He gently pushed away your eager hands and instead spread open your legs once again. At the moment, he was more concerned about prepping you than chasing after his own pleasure.

He pressed one finger into your entrance, groaning as your walls greedily sucked him inside. You gasped, clenching around him. With how easily you were able to take one finger, Nanami slipped a second into you. It didn’t hurt, but you could feel your cunt stretching around them as they thrust in and out of you. Nanami’s fingers were so thick and long that you already felt so full.

“You’re so tight,” Nanami hissed as you got lost in pleasure once again. He pushed those two fingers in and out of you, occasionally scissoring them to loosen you up. You could hear how wet you were as he continued prepping you to take his cock. Nanami moved his fingers at just the right angle to hit a spot that had you instantly moaning and clenching around him. But he suddenly removed himself from you which had you whining at the sudden loss of contact, feeling empty. However, you stopped complaining as you watched Nanami stroke his dick, spreading your fluids and his pre-cum all over himself.

“Are you on birth control or do I need a con—”

“I’m on birth control,” you cut him off impatiently. “Hurry up. I want you inside me.”

Nanami didn’t keep you waiting much longer. He lined himself at your entrance and slowly began to push in. It wasn’t painful, but you still gasped as your walls stretched to accommodate his girth. The sorcerer immediately cursed when his tip entered you. You were so hot and tight around his cock that it took all his self-restraint not to immediately ram his full length into you. With slow, shallow strokes, you were able to accommodate more and more until his entire cock was buried inside you.

You felt so incredibly full. Your hand gripped the blanket on your bed to anchor yourself as you tried to get used to the sensation of being stuffed with Nanami’s dick. He tried to remain still above you, waiting for your signal. Eventually, you met his gaze and gave a little nod. He sweetly kissed you on the lips before he started to move.

Nanami started at a slow pace afraid to hurt you at first, but he eventually settled into a rhythm that had you moaning his name over and over again. You were so wet that he slid in and out of you effortlessly, rubbing against your walls in a way that had you seeing stars again. You had wrapped your legs against his waist, allowing him to enter you even deeper. 

You were almost babbling nonsense at this point, unaware of exactly what you were saying as your mind was just consumed by pleasure. “Fuck. Kento. You’re so big,” you whined. “Faster. Harder. D-don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

Nanami adjusted the angle of his thrusts until he finally found the spot that had you gasping and clenching down on him again. He groaned, making sure to continue hitting the same exact spot with strong, fast thrusts at just the right tempo. “You’re so perfect. Looking at you, taking my cock so well,” he growled.

The pressure was building again. Everything was so overwhelming. The lewd, wet noises of your bodies moving together. The way Nanami growled praises of you in your ear. The muscles on his back rippling with exertion underneath your wandering hands. You just needed that one final push.

One of your hands sneaked down to rub your clit, but Nanami pushed it away and pressed his thumb against your swollen nub instead. Just a couple of strokes had you reaching your peak again. You clenched down so hard around Nanami that his hips stuttered, groaning loudly in your ear. You were completely consumed by wave after wave of pleasure. You couldn’t think. You couldn’t hear. You couldn’t see. All you could register was the pure bliss that racked your entire body, leaving you gasping and shuddering.

Nanami continued to fuck you through your orgasm, ramming his cock into you over and over again. His thrusts had become more frantic and uneven, chasing his own climax after you started to come down from yours.

“Where should I cum?” he groaned with gritted teeth.

You wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him down closer to you.

“Cum inside me,” you panted against his ear.

He groaned. You were perfect. Absolutely perfect.

With a couple of more thrusts, Nanami completely buried himself inside you when he flooded your cunt with his cum. He remained inside for several more moments to catch his breath before finally removing himself from you. You slightly winced as his cock brushed past your sensitive walls. Nanami couldn’t help but admire the way his cum slowly dribbled out of you.

He laid down next to you as you both began to calm down. No words were needed between the two of you. The silence was comfortable as you cuddled against his chest. Nanami rubbed your back absentmindedly as you hummed in delight.

Eventually, the two of you got out of bed and cleaned up. The textbooks and notebooks haphazardly thrown on your floor were ignored for the rest of the day. You thought you deserved a break anyways. The two of you ate dinner together, cuddled on the couch while watching a movie, and went at it again for another round before settling down to go to sleep.

You were passed out next to Nanami, completely worn out from the day’s activities and normal sleep deprivation you had as a student. Your heavy breathing was the only sound in the tiny apartment. It strangely calmed Nanami just listening to you. He turned towards you and stroked your hair affectionately. 

A part of Nanami still worried if he had made the right choice with you. He was still concerned about your safety and well-being. Would he only bring you more grief if you constantly agonized over his dangerous missions as a jujutsu sorcerer? 

He let out a quiet sigh. He knew he would have regretted it if he continued to push you away. And if he was going to be a sorcerer, he wanted to be a sorcerer with no regrets. 

Nanami only hoped that he would never cause you any pain and anguish because of his profession. It was rare for sorcerers and non-sorcerers to find happiness as a couple. But perhaps the two of you would be an exception.

He prayed the two of you would be an exception.

---

“Welcome! How may I help y—oh!” You blinked in surprise as three individuals walked into the small boba shop.

Gojo waved at you with an easy grin. Nanami stood next to him as handsome and stoic as ever, but there was a new face behind them. He looked like a high schooler.

The blindfolded teacher wrapped his arms around the boy’s shoulder and pointed at him. “Meet Yuji Itadori! One of our first-year students!”

“Oh, it’s nice to meet you,” you said introducing yourself.

The boy tilted his head, looking at you curiously. “How do you know Gojo-sensei and Nanamin?”

Nanamin?

You chuckled at the cute nickname. 

“I told you to stop calling me that, Itadori,” Nanami replied, clearly bothered.

“Well, I’m…” you hesitated. You didn’t know what to say. A friend? An ex-coworker? A normal person who couldn't see curses but knew about their existence?

“She’s Nanami’s girlfriend!” Gojo exclaimed to your horror. You immediately flushed and looked to Nanami for him to clarify, but he didn’t react. He glared at the blindfolded sorcerer as per usual but didn’t refute the statement. Your eyes widened in realization. 

“Uh, y-yeah,” you stammered. “I guess I am.”

“Nanamin has a girlfriend!?” Itadori gasped. He had even more respect for his mentor now.

“Don’t sound so surprised,” Nanami growled much to your amusement.

You took their orders and began to prepare the drinks. Nanami and Idatori were talking in the corner while Gojo hung out at the counter near you. You had just finished sealing the drinks when the teacher explained something to you.

“Oh, by the way, Yuji is supposed to be dead so be sure to not mention his existence to anyone else.”

You almost dropped the drink you were holding. “Um, okay.” You thought it was better not to ask questions.

Gojo thanked you as he took his drink from your hand and grabbed a straw for himself. “Yo! Nanami! Yuji! Grab your drinks and let’s head out!”

Itadori followed Gojo out the door once he had his milk tea, but Nanami stayed behind.

“I meant it.”

“Huh?” you asked, cleaning the counter with a rag.

“I want you to be my girlfriend.”

You blinked, processing his words. A bright smile grew on your face. “Well, according to Gojo, I’m already your girlfriend.”

Nanami let out a rare chuckle and flashed you a small smile. “I’ll see you tonight.”

“Goodbye!” You waved as he left the shop.

Your coworker came out of the back room, looking at you suspiciously. “Why are you so smiley?” She looked around the empty shop. “There’s no one here.”

“Oh, no reason," you replied with a hum.

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Untitled Love Story [🍨]

➪ requested: no

➪ contains/warnings: university!au, non-quirk!au, non-lov!au, dabi goes by toya, based off SUN GOES DOWN and THATS WHAT I WANT by Lil Nas, football player!psychology student!reader, graphic design student!dabi, shigaraki is dabis best friend here, kinda ooc dabi and shigaraki, possibly suggestive (i know nothing about sports)

➪ pairing(s): dabi x male reader

➪ summary: toya found it easy falling for the wide receiver, but wanting to be with him becomes an obstacle he can't get around.

tag(s): @boytouya @purgeprince (I lowkey forgot to post this but lmk if I should make another part.)

lower-case intended

touya watched as the wide receiver talked with his friend group, he paid no attention to his best friend—tenko, from the film department—stressed about getting his short movie in to his professor on time.

"seriously, are you gonna stare at him for the next three years or actually go talk to him?" tenko complained as he noticed the others staring, "I do talk to him, just not in your vicinity because you're annoying." touya protested.

tenko smirked as he looked toward the athlete, "well, there's a first time for everything." he said as he went back to editing the clips and voice-over for his short film, "what do you mean by that?" touya questioned but got no response.

"hey touya, tenko!" y/n called out giddly, as he walked over to the two, "me and the others were wondering if you guys wanted to come to our party tonight? It's gonna be at Alpha Delta Phi." he spoke eagerly.

"nah, we're—" touya started but was interupted, "yeah, we'll be there." tenko said looking up from his laptop. "cool, cool...I'll see you guys there then."

"the fuck was that?" touya aggresively questioned, "you'll thank me later." tenko smirked

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"this was a stupid idea. I don't wanna go." touya complained, starting to turn back to the dorms. "we're already here dumbass, and besides you got dressed nicely. you don't look like you smell like ass in this attire." tenko chuckled, carefully turning the other back around.

"It's just a silk black button up and dress pants, that you forced me to wear." touya shrugged, "stop being an ungrateful basturd, you're gonna be thanking me when you're getting your dick absolutely devoured." tenko rolled his eyes, receiving a slap on the back of his head from touya.

"whatever." toya groaned as they reached the frat house. "what's you're names?" the 'bouncer' questioned, "tenko shimura and touya todoroki." tenko answered. "yikes, you two aren't on the list." the 'bouncer' mocked "maybe next time." he chuckled.

"bullshit, we're with y/n" touya scoffed, "can he confirm that?" the 'bouncer' smirked. "actually, I can, they were indeed invited by me." y/n confirmed. the 'bouncer' nodded and allowed the two in. "fake ass bouncer." tenko spat as he walked inside.

"sorry about him, he's just an asshole in general, nothing against either of you." y/n assured the two. "hey touya, I'm gonna go get a drink, don't be a bitch." tenko teased as he walked away.

"I don't think we've formally met. I'm y/n, call me whatever you want though." y/n smiled, mimicking touya's behavior, "touya." the other stated, noticing the mimicking, he found it slightly attractive. "hey, I'm no asshole, you can loosen up around me." y/n reassured him.

"yeah, I know. can we go somewhere quieter and less crowded though?" touya asked, feeling tenko's gaze on them. "sure, c'mon" y/n said pulling touya upstairs to his room within the frat house. he sat on his bed and patted the space next to him. touya sat down, "I'm glad you came, I was starting to think you decided against it." y/n said rubbing the base of his neck with a warm smile.

"I almost did, tenko wouldn't let me though." touya stated comfortably. "good, that's good.." y/n said, his face hot. "hey, um—I heard through the grapevine that you have a thing for me." he awkwardly noted, "who told you that?" touya calmly questioned, "oh, uh..just the grapevine. I was just wondering, is it true?" y/n spoke vaguely, making it hard to tell if he felt the same or not.

"yeah it is." touya admitted with a sigh and he laid back, "why?" y/n asked, to touyas surprise; he seemed confused. "I'm not sure. I hate a lot of people and things but I could never bring myself to hate you." touya spoke, "oh, well, I feel the same, I think..I'm just not used to someone liking me in that way I guess." y/n said as he laid back next to the other male.

touya let out a raspy chuckle, almost as if he didn't believe the words he'd said, "believe it or not it's true, I've never even had the thought of being—" y/n hesitated and sighed "—of being gay, until I first saw you that is." he countinued hesitantly, worried touya wouldn't believe him.

touya flipped on his side to face the other, who did the same, "I knew I liked guys, long before I saw you, I didn't think you'd feel the same but it would've been too hard to just ignore my feelings for you." touya explained to make the other male feel better about his feelings for him.

the two sat in silence for a moment, staring into each others eyes, something they'd never been able to do before. y/n noticed the way touya looks at him, as if he was the only person he truly cared about, when usually his lidded eyes seemed cold and dead.

touya saw the way the doe-eyed male examined his features and and smiled affectionately at him before reaching out to gently caress his cheek. the male was taken out of his trance and overlapped the others hand with his own. both men suddenly felt safe from the world as they felt each others touch.

"y/n," touya spoke, breaking the silence between the two, y/n could only hum at the moment, "can I kiss you?" he asked calmly as the others eyes lit up as he nodded.

without hesitating, touya lazily moved his hand to the base of y/n's neck, pulling him in for a short but affectionate and sweet kiss. the two pulled away smiling, "you're a terrible kisser." touya joked, smiling, "oh, fuck you!"y/n laughed, playfully rolling his eyes.

they laughed at each others antics for a moment before retreating to their comfortable silence, "do you wanna, try out whatever this is?" touya asked, breaking the silence once again. "I mean, I'm down if you are." y/n smiled, "you already know I am." touya said lazily pecking his lips between words.

#bhna #mha #♪𝑚.𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 #dabi x you #dabi x male reader #bhna x male reader #mha x male reader #touya todoroki #touya todoroki x male reader