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sakustars · 9 months

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yuuji itadori x gn!reader

sfw; fuff; royal au

a/n: while yuuji and choso’s kingdom is obviously based on japan, the reader’s kingdom and culture is stuff i made up — the names, location, clothing etc. hold no significance to real life. any similarities to irl cultures is purely coincidental :)

the sleigh rumbled through the woods, covered by furs held up by a wooden frame, two kings laughing loudly at the exposed bow, their greatest treasures sheltered in the bed.

just behind them, trying (and failing) to play dice, cubes of painted bone bouncing against the tremors of the sleigh, were their respective first borns. choso, with cheeks pink from the cold, peering out into the frosty wilds, and len, clutching the dice in one hand, and his in her other.

hunkered down in the very back, sat two queens dressed in elegant furs and gloves, with their two toddlers bundled up in their laps.

you were just shy of four years old, this first time you met yuuji. you barely remembered it.

a tiny pink-haired boy, with a red nose and flecks of ice in his left eyebrow. he was pouting, unused to the cold, and the heavy furs he was bundled in. you had reached out with mittened hands, and squished his cheeks between them, and your mother laughed, looking upon the two of you fondly.

by the time the reindeer had turned the sleigh around, directed back towards the large stone castle you called home, the kings had come to an agreement. len would marry into choso’s family, and yuuji into yours. at that time, you had had no idea the face you were messing with was that of your betrothed.

the second time, you were seven.

his family had come to your kingdom once again, to be draped in furs and inundated with hot mulled wine and bask in front of large carved fireplaces at the heart of the stone fortress.

the first night of their stay, len and yourself had been sent to choso and yuuji with the purpose of helping them with their unfamiliar clothing. such a task could have easily been completed by a maid, but your parents grasped at the opportunity for the two couples to interact.

when choso called through the door that you could enter, you set about organising the many layers in order of which should go on first. yuuji stood awkwardly before you, dressed only in a base layer of thin cotton trousers and shirt, shivering from the draught blowing through the room.

you glanced at him as you approached with the first garment, a pair of thick woollen trousers. “make conversation,” your mother had told you.

you helped the pink-haired boy into the trousers, belted his waist, then plucked at the shirt he was wearing. “cotton doesn’t grow up here. we import it from your kingdom,” you muttered shyly, grasping at straws for a conversation topic.

yuuji shifted on his feet, blinking owlishly and turning his warm amber eyes to choso for assistance. “we get meat from your kingdom; weaponry too,” his brother supplied as he helped len pull a rich purple tunic over his head.

this seemed to spark something in yuuji as he turned to you excitedly, padding after you as you returned to the bench where his clothes were laid out. “yes! ven-i-son,” he sounded the word out carefully. “and hare. my father says you hunt it all yourselves.”

you nodded proudly. “yep. we’re good at hunting here, and my father’s the best, because he’s the king. i’m going to be the best when i’m queen, though. lift your arms.”

he did as instructed and you tugged on his tunic, choso and len giggling with each other at your bold declaration. as you set about pulling on shawls and furs, buckling and toggling, the conversation turned to other hobbies, then food, then animals, and by the time he was fully clothed, you felt like you could build a factfile on him.

when you were nine, you travelled to his kindom for the first time. boldly embroidered animal hide and stiff boots were traded for softly patterned yukatas and large, pleated trousers; simple sandals on your feet.

the days were spent lazing with yuuji on the engawa of the large estate, gorging yourself on meats that weren’t plain and salty, but instead served with tangy sauces and fresh garnishes.

yuuji had introduced you to to his friends megumi and nobara. they served at the estate, but personal to yuuji, so the three had grown close. megumi had grumpily allowed you to pet his two guard dogs, and blushed as yuuji garbled on about how he was going to be his personal guard when he was older.

when the evenings encroached, your parents would find you all sprawled out on the floor, deep in sleep, tired out from golden days of playing dice and chasing the koi fish in the grounds’ lake.

after this visit, the event would become annual, alternating which kingdom would host, and each visit would be spent in childlike bliss, growing closer with and exploring the other.

however this easy contentment could not last forever. as you grew older and wiser, taking the turn from child to teen, you had the bitter realisation of your lack of choice in life.

on your fourteenth year, you had spent most of yuuji’s visit locked away in your room, ignoring him and yet frustrating yourself over not seeing him. you were well aware that your anger was misdirected, but the only solution your teenage brain could come up with was to let your feeling run their course, and make reparations afterwards.

the night after yuuji and choso departed, len found you curled up in the mound of furs and wool blankets on your overly large bed. she called your name and you grunted under the blanket hiding your face. “if mother sent you, tell her i’m sorry or something to placate her.”

she must be furious, pacing the grand dining hall lamenting to your father about your stand-offish behaviour. you would apologise later, but right now you needed a moment to wallow in your own guilt. you could barely think of your mother’s stress when the fear of yuuji hating you encompassed all corners of your mind.

the bed dipped as len sat next to you. a soft hand reached and squeezing what shoulder she could reach through your coverings. “she did not send me. i wanted to talk to you myself.”

a beat of silence.

then you lifted the corner of your blanket, a silent invitation. she crawled under, laying forehead to forehead next to you. she wiped away the shining tears pooled at the corner of your eye, then pulled you into a tight hug.

“i’m going to apologise to him next year,” you whispered into her shoulder. “do… do you think he’s angry?” you choked out the question, so terrified of her answer.

“of course not,” she murmured, rubbing your back “i think he might be hurt, though. but he’s a kind boy. if you explain, he will understand. i went through the same thing myself, but choso understood. it will be okay.”

you sniffled crackly the pulled back to rest your forehead against hers once more. “you’re getting married next summer. you won’t be here anymore.” the thought broke your heart. you would start hunting soon, and she wouldn’t be there to see you. she wouldn’t sing you to sleep by the fire, or tease you at the dinner table.

“it will be okay,” she said again.

and, “it will be okay,” you repeated back to her.

the next year you did apologise. and it was okay. yuuji had forgiven you instantly, tugging you close to him and engulfing you in a huge hug, pressing a soft kiss to your temple that had your heart running out your chest, before excitedly pulling you down the emerald lawn to see the new flora that had bloomed in your absence.

he had always been slightly awkward, but so kind and so soft, carrying an undeniable charm that affected you much too greatly and that he was probably unaware of even possessing.

so when you came back to your room after hunting, greeted by a taller, stronger, more confident yuuji, you were unprepared.

unprepared for his rush forward, for his strong arms wrapping around your waist, laughing brightly as a crystal-clear brook as he picked you up and swung you around. unprepared for his undeniably gorgeous face so close to yours as he set you down, his cheeks dusted pink and honey eyes lit up with joy.

you breathed heavily against his chest, gripping his biceps and letting out a choked laugh of your own.

he looked at you with stars in his eyes and you looked at him as though he had hung the moon. shared adoration for one another was choked up in shy teenage throats, building and swelling, to inevitably burst out at any moment.

this moment was not to happen yet. not the next day, when you instructed him in archery, your bodies pressed tight together, your breath rolling against his neck as you positioned his arms. not even the next, as you sat together secretly in front of a kitchen stove, bundled in animal hide, sharing doughy bread loaves, and mead from the same cup.

this moment came an entire year later. the summer you visited yuuji, at seventeen years old, just one year shy of coming of age, and your betrothed’s kingdom was throwing a celebration to commemorate his youth.

you had been dressed by nobara, and an older lady named nitta. the yukata was patterned intricately, a mix of different blues making waves, interspersed with white clouds and pink flowers.

when you stepped into the main hall of the estate, your eyes widened. flower petals, streamers, other people in colourful yukatas moved around the room in some sort of organised hurricane, but throughout the chaos, your gaze was fixed to one person. he hadn’t noticed you yet, looking anxious as he spoke hurriedly to megumi, who was dressed in cranes on a dark blue background.

he stood to the side, leaving enough room for people to pass by him, and he looked a vision. instead of his usual red and yellow coloured clothing, his yukata was light blue, beautifully contrasting the carefully embroidered tigers on his sleeves and back. his hair was the same endearing mess as usual, and his cheeks and the tips of his ears were tinged adorably pink in the hot summer evening.

you gave one last thanks to nobara and nitta, before making a beeline straight towards him. he noticed you as you were ten paces away, his face relaxing as he dashed forwards to meet you.

he gathered you in his arms, pressing a kiss to your cheek before burying his face in your neck, inhaling the scent of your freshly-washed hair. you turned pinker than yuuji was as he kissed your cheek again and gently yet excitedly tugged you towards the dance floor.

you shared many dances with him, taking breaks occasionally where he insisted you sat down, fanned you if he thought you looked too warm, and made megumi bring you water, not wanting to leave your side for even a second.

you danced for some time with nobara, managed to pull megumi in for one dance before he got away, and had a few circle dances with len and choso. he really seemed like a wonderful man, and you were delighted when she told you about how happy she was with him when you sat down together to talk.

but after twenty or so minutes, yuuji started to become antsy, so you bid farewell with promises to continue writing, before taking his hand in yours and leading him along the engawa then down into the gardens. it seemed you came at the perfect time, because as you settled on the bench at the edge of the koi pond, the fireworks started.

other partygoers were dotted around the gardens, but your attention was fixed to the sky, and yuuji’s on you.

your focus was broken as you heard him call your name gently. you turned your head towards him, eyes widening as soft lips landed on your own. it took you a few seconds to gather yourself, by which time he had pulled away confused, a wrinkle in between his brows. you hastily took his face in your hands, kissed it away, then rejoined your lips.

he made a muffled sound of surprise, before returning the kiss with enthusiasm to spare, curling his hands around your waist and nipping at your bottom lip as you one of your hands through his hair.

you pulled away with your chest heaving, though finally you felt like you could breathe. your love for him was no longer festering in your throat, now moved to warm the hearth of his heart, and his love warmed yours.

🪐 a/n: reblogs, likes and comments r very appreciated <3

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m0on-cow · 10 months

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Been a hot sec but back to posting here! Fireman yuuji anyone! So excited for the new season coming out!!

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk anime #jjk season 2 #yuujiitadori #jujutsu kaisen yuuji #yuuji fanart #my art #jujutsu yuji #jujutsu sorcerer #alternate universe #fireman yuuji #yuuji x reader #itafushi #itafushi fanfic #itafushi fanart

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tiramisooooh · 1 year

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hello i forgot how to tumblr but nobara and yuji says hi 🫶🏼

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #nobara kugisaki #fanart #yuujiitadori

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tsukkicansteponmeperiod · 2 years

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S/0 that sleeps a lot

Genre: Fluff

Gojo x reader Nanami x reader Itadori x reader Megumi x reader

A/n: not proof read

He finds you so cute whenever you sleep, but he'll definitely annoy you while you try to sleep.

Gojo has so many pictures of you sleeping and keeps one of them as his lock screen, which annoys you since you're drooling in the picture.

But he thinks you look so cute like that though.

And because you sleep a lot everyday there's always new pictures on Gojo's phone.

Gojo may lay down with you and cuddle you at times, but if he wants your attention he'll bother you until you give it to him.

Good luck on trying to ignore him. He's relentless and would lay on top of you with his full body weight.

Throwing pillows won't stop him with or without his infinity

I feel like he would have whole ass conversations with you while you're sleeping and they're not even deep just about random shit 😭

For your safety he does not like when you sleep in random places

Nanami just doesn’t want anyone to hurt you

Is another that doesn’t get much sleep, but will unwind if he sees you laying in the bed

He’ll let you lay in his lap while he reads a book

May play with your hair a little when you sleep, but nothing too much since he does not want to wake you

Is another who will carry to bed if you fall asleep in some other place

Sweet baby probably sleep with you too and keep you as close as possible.

He’s another character that has a lot of energy, but he feels so bad if he wakes you up from your nap.

So he’ll end up staring at you and gently poking you, if he really wants something from you

But Goddamn you look so cute while sleeping Yuuji just ends up cuddling and falling asleep next to you

Would also take a ton of pictures and with those snapchat filters too

If you end falling asleep at random places that aren't your bed he'll definitely pick you up and carry you back to your dorm

He just finds you so precious

Is slightly concerned with why you're sleeping so much.

Megumi just wanted to make sure you weren't sick or anything.

Won't take naps with you all the time since he doesn't find himself sleepy a lot and wants to be productive when he's up.

He'll summon his divine dogs so you could cuddle up with them when he's not sleepy.

Doesn’t have a lot of pictures of you because he feels like it’s invading your privacy.

But may have 1 or 2 pictures if you said you’re comfortable beforehand, but the pictures are only for his eyes.

Megumi just wants to keep your sleepy face to himself

Gets the softest looks when he looks at you napping

Gojo teases him about it when he catches Megumi

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shrimphonyinamajor · 1 year

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#sukuna #yuujiitadori #sukuita #jujutsu kaisen #jjk art

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pauwuk · 1 year

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вкину старые картинки чтобы здесь не было перекати-поле

#sukuita #sukuna #hajime kashimo #yuujiitadori #jjk fanart

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schlea · 1 year

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remember when I said we’d see something interesting boy?

#twt @ _leetchi #jjk fanart #jjk #jjk 212 #yuujiitadori #itadori yuji #yuuji #jujutsu kaisen #jjk manga spoilers

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imagineswritersblog · 1 year

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Worried| M.F x F!Satoru!Reader

Summary: Reader freaks out and almost fights with Megumi when she finds out how injured he was when fighting with the one and only Sukuna while also being mad at her adoptive father.

Warnings : Angst, fighting but then fluff at the end also a very confused Yuuji and a very annoying Gojo.

A/N: Megumi and reader know each other since they were young and she knows his sister as well plus she is Gojo's adoptive daughter who is also a Jujutsu sorcerer, first attempt at writing something like that so go easy on me.

Also Unedited

Gif not mine

"Where the hell is he?!" You yelled as loud as you could to anyone who could hear you in Jujutsu tech while walking in the direction of the dorms.

"Sukuna's vessel or Gojo?" Yaga asked as he was watching something through the window but he was very aware of your anger, it was basically radiating off of you.

"Neither. Where is Megumi?" You asked because you didn't exactly care if anyone knew you had a thing for Megumi because for one, you sure a lot of people already did and two, again, you didn't care.

"Recovering in his roo-" you didn't even let him finish as you ran off to Megumi's room, barging in without bothering with a knock because you were freaking angry.

"I asked him not to tell you." Megumi said the moment you closed the door which had you fuming even more, the fact that he was going to hide getting hurt from you definitely did something to your heart.

"When was I meant to find out? When it was too late!" You were yelling again, tears burning in your eyes at the thought of something happening to him. What would you do without him?

You knew him since you were kids and met him when Gojo tried to have you convince Megumi to study in Jujutsu Tech and even though you couldn't convince Megumi at that time, you two bonded instantly, too many similar things between the two of you had helped you in becoming friends but soon enough you stopped seeing him as friend.

You didn't know when it happened but it did and ever since you saw him every single day, being always there for him when he got very violent when beating up those boys at school keeping him at bay for everyone's sake.

You were there when he decided to join the school after his sister's incident and tried to keep your annoying father at bay so he wouldn't drive him away because it felt like owned the world when he was so close to you to the point where the mere idea of him leaving had you suffocating.

And you both damn well knew he felt the same way but neither of you have the courage to say anything yet so that's how it always was for you, constantly checking up on each other, making sure the other person have eaten well, that they didn't get hurt so imagine how hurtful it was to hear it from Ijichi that something happened to Megumi.

But Megumi's voice cut your chain of thoughts when he answered your question. "You weren't meant to know at all. I got hurt and now I'm fine. Nothing to worry about."

"You could have died! That's Sukuna we're talking about not some low degree curse."

"Stop making a big deal of it, please. I'm fine, I wouldn't leave you." And with those words he made the anger disappear but only to have it replaced with a hurricane of emotions as tears finally hit your cheek.

"Don't ever do that again!... please." You whispered the last part and he immediately came your way and pulled in for a hug, one hand buried in your hair while the other was rubbing your back in a comforting gesture while you wrapped both your arms around his waist tightly, trying to stop yourself from crying.

"I promise you nothing will happen to me. I'll always be here." He told you calmly and you believed him whilst letting yourself sink in the comfort this hug brought but that didn’t last long when you heard a knock on his door followed by your father's voice.

"Lovebirds, come out here. My little bird there is someone you should meet." How did he... Yaga. Of course he told him you asked about Megumi but now that you are all settled whith Megumi, you still have some shit to sort with your father.

You left the room before grabbing the collar of Gojo's shirt to prove a point as you spoke.

"Do you plan on giving me an early death, Dad?" You asked and his immediate answer was to shake his head while looking at Megumi who came out of his room, for help but you looked back and glared at him which had him cancelling any attempt at helping his teacher, in his defense you were more dangerous when you were angry at him.

You turned back to Gojo. "Then next time you help your students instead of buying mochi." You let go of him and crossed your arms, hoping that it would make him see how angry you were.

"But it was delicious." Gojo said with a smirk that fell down the moment you narrowed your eyes at him.

"Okay. From now on I'll buy mochi after I help my students. happy little bird?" You hummed in answer before asking innocently.

"You'll buy me some as well, right?" You gave him the best puppy eyes you had knowing that he would fall for it in a heartbeat.

"Sure, little bird but now meet Yuuji itadori AKA Sukuna's vessel." You looked behind your Dad to find a boy with pink hair who looked between you, Gojo and Megumi in confusion and amazement... if that was even possible before you offered him your hand and saying your name.

"Nice to meet you, Itadori." He only shook your hand while smiling widely which was a weird sight but who were you to judge.

But then Itadori snapped back to reality for a second. "I'm sorry that Fushiguro got hurt, I didn't know he had a girlfriend."

"Oh no I'm not his girlfriend... Yet." You looked back at Megumi who's cheeks were pink and eyes wide.

"Yet?" He asked you through his embarrassment.

You pointed at your Dad" With him breathing down our necks, we'll have to set a name for ourselves for boundaries"

Megumi looked deep in a thought before he shrugged while nodding in agreement but you could see the hint of a smile on his lips.

That little burst of yours sure did something and of course you should remember to thank Itadori for bringing up the whole girlfriend thing because he had just helped you set a label to yourselves.

Your moment of peacefulness was interrupted by your father's Playfull words right beside you. "Over my dead body." Was all he said before he began running with you right behind him.

"Come back here, Oldman." And Megumi could onlu smile, no matter how any of you angry got at Gojo, he would always be your father and their annoying, playful Sensei.

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