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ITADORI BEING SOFT WITH YOU !!

Itadori is the the type to carry your bag without making a big deal out of it, brush crumbs off your face with the back of his fingers, hold your hand without asking and never let go unless you pull away first. If you’re sad, he’s not always sure what to say, but he’ll offer you his favorite snack and sit beside you until you feel better. He hugs like he means it every single time, arms tight around your back, chin resting on your shoulder like he’s trying to memorize how you feel.

When you’re tired, he lets you lean on him, and if you fall asleep against his side, he won’t move an inch. He’ll sit there for as long as it takes, one hand curled around yours, his thumb stroking over your knuckles slowly, like it’s a rhythm that calms him too. He tells you stories, not always with a purpose, but just because he likes hearing your laugh. And if you cry, his voice goes quiet, his hands even gentler, like the world needs to slow down for you and he’s going to make sure it does.

Itadori wants to give you as much love as he can so that you feel it even when he’s not there. He knows the world isn’t fair. He knows there are moments coming where he won’t be able to call, where his voice will be a memory instead of a comfort. So he makes every second count. Every smile he gives you is a promise. Every hug is a silent vow. He wants to make sure that on the days when things feel too heavy, when the silence stretches too long, you’ll remember how tightly he held you. How softly he spoke your name.

You think it’s just him being Itadori. Just Yuji. Sweet, thoughtful, always looking out for you in that warm, casual way that makes it easy to forget how much weight he carries. You’ve come to believe he’ll always be there, that he’s too good to lose, too bright to fade. He makes it feel that way. Like he’s woven into your life so deeply, so effortlessly, that nothing could ever pull him out.

But what you don’t know is that he’s preparing you.

Every little kindness, every moment he lingers in a hug just a second too long, every time he tells you he loves you like it’s the first and last time, he’s not doing it because he’s careless. He’s doing it because he’s counting down. He’s already written you a letter, sealed it in an envelope he handed off to someone he trusts with his life. Someone who promised they’d give it to you if the worst happened. It’s hidden now, tucked away in the quiet shadows of a plan he hopes never comes to pass.

Because Itadori knows. He knows his time might be borrowed. That his life is not entirely his own. That the world might decide, one day soon, that the cost of housing Sukuna is too high. And so he tries to leave as much of himself with you as he can. Not just memories, but love. Tangible, aching love. In the form of laughter. In the way he looks at you like you’re the only peace he’s ever known.

You smile at him, thinking this is just who he is. And it is. But it’s also more. It’s goodbye, wrapped in affection. It’s fear buried under softness. It’s love, given freely, before the world can take it from him.

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OIKAWA TOORU WITH A SECRETLY SMART GIRLFRIEND !!

Oikawa Tooru had always been good at reading people. It was part of what made him a phenomenal setter, his ability to predict, to observe, to know what someone was thinking before they even spoke it aloud. He prided himself on understanding others. But when it came to you, his usually sharp instincts dulled into soft oblivion because you had him completely fooled. Or at least, that was the game you played.

You giggled at his jokes like you did not know they were predictable. You tilted your head and asked him to explain his homework like it was the first time you had ever heard the words photosynthesis or quadratic equation. You always looked wide-eyed and confused when he spoke quickly, and he would patiently slow down, hand waving through the air as he tried to explain things in simpler terms. You would nod along sweetly, batting your lashes, asking questions that only made his ego stretch wider. He adored teaching you. He thought it made him look cool. You let him think it.

What Oikawa didn’t know was that you had already finished the assignment days ago. That your handwriting in the class notes was the neatest because the teacher often asked you to make copies for the others. That the reason you smiled when he explained things was not because you were amazed, but because he was so cute when he was passionate, leaning forward and talking with his hands like the whole world depended on your understanding of chemistry or volleyball tactics.

You were smart. Painfully smart. Strategic, perceptive, and quietly competitive. But you also knew boys like Oikawa. You saw the way he carried pressure in his shoulders and tried to make up for his insecurities with charm. You saw how people expected brilliance from him all the time, how he was always performing, on the court, in the classroom, even in the hallways. So you let yourself be soft in front of him. You gave him space to feel like he was impressive. It was never out of malice. You just loved the way his eyes sparkled when he got to explain something to you. The way he ruffled your hair after tutoring you like he was proud of you for trying. The way he grinned so wide when you clapped for him at games, as if your praise mattered more than anyone else’s.

Sometimes you dropped hints. A too-accurate answer you brushed off as a guess. A casually profound observation in class that you laughed off afterward. And sometimes Oikawa would squint at you, something flickering behind his eyes like he was almost catching on. But then you would lean your chin on his shoulder and ask him what a theorem was again, and he would melt. Just like always.

He once told you he thought you were the sweetest girl he had ever met. You smiled and thanked him, even though your thoughts were already miles ahead, figuring out how you might suggest something to help him without bruising his pride. He never noticed. And you never told him. Because to Oikawa Tooru, you were soft and slow and a little bit clueless. And to you, he was brilliant and warm and desperately in need of someone who would love him without making him feel like he had to be perfect. So you played your part, let him take the lead, and kept your secrets tucked behind your smile.

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NOEL NOA WITH AN OBLIVIOUS READER !!

Noel Noa was used to control. Precision on the field. Clean-cut decisions. Discipline in every aspect of his life. Love, however, was not a game he had trained for. And unfortunately for him, his heart had chosen the one person who seemed completely incapable of recognizing the signs.

You were kind. Sweet in a way that never felt forced. Feminine in your mannerisms, the way you spoke softly and always smiled like the world was a place still worth loving. You brought him tea when he was working late. You asked about his games even if you barely understood the rules. You complimented his hair when it was messy. You touched his arm lightly in passing. And every time you did, Noel’s heart twisted and knotted in ways he didn’t have the vocabulary to explain.

He thought he was obvious. As obvious as someone like him could be. He bought you a scarf once after hearing you say the wind had been bothering your neck. You thanked him like it was a casual favor. He let you nap on his shoulder during a long flight and stared at the top of your head the entire time, wondering if you could hear how fast his heart was beating. You mumbled something in your sleep and drooled slightly. He thought it was the most endearing thing he had ever seen. You later apologized and he brushed it off, pretending it meant nothing.

It meant everything.

But you never noticed. Not once. You called him your best friend like it was a badge of honor and not a blade to the chest. You introduced him to your coworkers with a cheerful grin and zero hesitation, like you were proud of him but not that proud. When someone flirted with you in front of him, you didn’t even register the flicker of tension in his jaw. You just laughed it off and turned to Noel like he was your anchor, your safe place, never realizing he wanted to be more than that.

Noel Noa was not a man who fell easily, but he had fallen for you in quiet moments. In the way you made him feel human again. In the way you asked how his day was going like it mattered. He did not know how to confess because he had always been someone who let his actions speak for him. But you—bright and blind and beautiful—never read between the lines. You just smiled and called him “Noa” with that warm little lilt in your voice, never knowing you already had him wrapped around your finger.

And maybe he would never say it. Maybe he would keep bringing you tea when you forgot to eat, and standing behind you when you were cold, and listening to your stories about people he would never meet. Maybe that was enough. But sometimes, in the quiet, he would wonder what it would feel like if you looked at him just once the way he always looked at you.

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i loved your sae itoshi fic!! can you write a fluff/comfort cuddle scenario with sae? please :)

BOYFRIEND SAE ITOSHI CUDDLING !!

Sae Itoshi is not naturally affectionate, but when he does initiate touch, it means everything. Cuddling is something that used to feel pointless to him, an inefficient use of time, unnecessary contact. But then you came along and something shifted. He began to crave the silence between your heartbeats, the feeling of your fingers tangled with his, the way your body fits against his without trying. With you, it is not about comfort in the typical sense. It is about grounding. About feeling something that is not pressure or expectation or noise. Just warmth.

Sae likes to be the big spoon, not for control, but because he finds peace in having you close to his chest, tucked under his chin where he can press his lips against your hair when he feels like it. His arms are strong and secure, unmoving even when you shift in your sleep. He rarely says anything while holding you, but you can hear his steady breathing against the shell of your ear, can feel the weight of him around you, anchoring you to the moment.

Sae has quiet little habits when he holds you. His fingers will sometimes trail the length of your arm absentmindedly, drawing invisible lines he never explains. He plays with the hem of your shirt or the edge of a blanket, his touch gentle and repetitive, like he is soothing himself more than you. He never says much, but if he finds you dozing off, he will shift just slightly to make sure you are more comfortable, even if it means lying in an awkward position for the rest of the night. He does not complain. He just stays there.

When he is half-awake, in that soft space between night and morning, Sae becomes more honest. He pulls you closer and tucks his chin into the crook of your neck, breathing you in like he needs to remind himself you are real. Sometimes his hand rests just over your heart, and if you ask him why, he will not answer. But you know it is because he likes the steady rhythm, the proof that you are here and you are his.

If you shift or try to move away, even just to get up, his arm tightens around your waist. Not possessive, but firm, as if to say not yet. He rarely lets go first. Not because he is clingy but because in these rare moments he allows himself softness, he wants to hold on to it for as long as he can. Cuddling with Sae is never about performance. It is instinct. Something that only exists between you and him, in the hush of early mornings or the stillness after long days, when the rest of the world falls away and it is just the two of you.

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BOYFRIEND SAE ITOSHI !!

Sae Itoshi is not the kind of boyfriend who falls easily or loudly. His love is quiet, almost imperceptible at first, but it is consistent and deeply rooted. He does not smother or coddle, but he pays attention. He remembers the things you like without being told twice. If you mention a book you want, it appears on your desk a week later. If you say you are cold, he will hand you his jacket without speaking a word. He is observant because he is calculating by nature, always looking for an angle, even in love.

He rarely says sweet things outright, but his actions speak for him. When he walks on the side of the road closest to traffic, he does not think twice about it. When he waits for your train to arrive even if his own left ten minutes ago, he does not explain himself. If you ask, he shrugs and says nothing.

He is not interested in public displays of affection, but in private, he is tactile in subtle ways. A hand on your lower back. Fingers brushing your wrist. A rare kiss pressed against your temple when you least expect it. Sae is not dramatic, but he is deliberate. If he touches you, it means something.

He gets jealous, but it looks more like irritation than possessiveness. If another man flirts with you, Sae will not confront him. He will quietly take your hand and guide you away without explanation. He trusts you, but he does not trust others. His protectiveness is sharp and silent, like the way he watches you out of the corner of his eye in a crowded room.

Dating Sae means accepting that love, to him, is not about grand gestures but about presence. It is in the quiet moments, the way he waits up for you without saying a word, the way he listens more than he speaks, the way his eyes soften when he looks at you even if his mouth never does. He will not say I love you often, if ever, but you will feel it in the way he stays, in the way he shows up, and in the way he never lets go once he has decided you are his. With Sae, love is not loud. It is enough.

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— anime / manga fandoms i write for

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— what to expect

♱ i write exclusively on discord

♱ mainly canon x oc

♱ i enjoy darker themes (stalking, dubcon, drug use, etc.)

♱ doubling is a must

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