#🧷 me ! 🧷

[7oji]

imagine you run into an ex-boyfriend after a night out with toji 🎀

◞⁺⊹ toji fushiguro/fem!reader ──── fluff. established relationship. jealous toji ofc. 800+ words.

A sober Toji takes you by the hand to head out of the club after you have had too many drinks. He was having a lot of fun seeing you all red and tipsy, but you would probably blame your hangover on him the next morning.

The deal was that he was supposed to be taking care of you. And he did. He only leaves your side to walk over to the valet.

Those few seconds are enough for your gaze to wander into the crowd before it stops to recognize a guy walking your way.

“That’s my ex...” you blurt out.

Toji returns at the perfect moment to see you tense up. He follows your eyes and his own narrow slightly as he spots a guy your age waving in a friendly manner.

“Is he a problem?” he questions in a low tone, locking his hand around yours.

A bit of alcohol probably drained out of your system, not so much about being trapped without a car and being forced to interact with someone from your past, but more about the fact that Toji grabbed every opportunity to pick out a fight if it was about you. He looked like he enjoyed scaring guys away from your drunk dancing all night.

“He’s okay. We only dated for a while in high school,” you reply after a long breath.

Worried about what you will see in his eyes you avoid looking at him. Instead, he feels a gentle squeeze on the hand before you wave back.

“Heeey,” you greet him as only a drunk girl could. “Long time no see.”

The guy’s expression changes from excitement to a startled look when he notices the large figure beside you.

“This is my husband, Toji,” you introduce him, immediately satisfied at the stunned reaction to that title.

Toji nods at the boy in acknowledgment, ignoring the hand reaching out to him. You swallowed worriedly and try ignoring it too.

A few polite questions are exchanged, all while Toji looks over at the guy with a careful stare, unaware his hand clenched your own in a fist.

“I’m glad you are doing okay,” you finally say after spotting the valet coming closer with your car. “And this was nice, but we really need to go! We have to get back to our kid.”

Easy like that, Toji’s demeanor becomes just a little more serene at the mention of your boy.

You make your way to the car, nudging Toji’s hand in an attempt to stop him from doing much else, but he manages to give the guy a last look with his mouth curling into a mean smile.

“Take care,” he says in a tone that made everyone question if it really was a well-wished farewell.

Your husband turns around to get the keys from the valet. He takes his wallet out and offers the worker a chunk of bills that was large enough to make all people around notice his generous tip.

Toji finally gets into the car in a seemingly carefree manner but finds you already inside trying to contain your laughter.

“What?” he raises his brow.

“You really have a way of making guys sweat, you know?”

He snickers at your words. Not a hint of remorse in sight.

“I suppose I just have a way with people.”

“Oh man, so many memories are coming back…” You give a final breath of relief as you slump on the co-pilot seat.

“Yeah, I’m sure you had plenty of guys following your trail,” he huffs playfully while starting the car. “You were probably one of the prettiest girls in school, right?”

Probably because of the alcohol, but a wistful gleam appears in your eyes.

“Yeah, right. I was lucky to even get that guy as a date for prom.” Remembering how you felt about yourself during those years put you in a sentimental mood, more so in your current state. “You probably wouldn’t even have looked my way back then.”

Toji chuckles when he finally understands why that guy back there had a stupid look on his face when seeing you. It also explains why you didn’t keep pictures of that time, or at least showed them to him.

A bit of nostalgia spreads across his own face as he goes back to his younger days as well. But one look your way makes an affectionate glow replace the melancholy in his eyes. You were a beautiful woman now, and you got all dressed up for him tonight.

“You’re crazy. I would have noticed you instantly back then,” his smile grows a little kinder the more he speaks. “I’ve always been an expert at picking out hidden jewels.”

If you had each other back then, maybe things would have turned out differently. Or maybe not, but you were grateful to be together now. Dewy-eyed at the thoughts, you lean into his side.

“You always know the right thing to say,” your words come out slurred by this time. You start to doze off right then and there.

Toji chuckles and places a kiss on the top of your head before starting the drive back home.

[lovings4turn]

This one is weird. Jack Hughes always has his stuff touching yours. Puts his shoes next to yours at a friend's place, rearranges the shower so that his shampoo is next to yours and his body wash is next to yours etc, at the lakehouse he moves his brothers coffee mugs to a different shelf so that his is next to yours. He likes the reminder that your lives are so deeply intertwined and wants every extension of your existence next to him. Thought this up because of my middle child compulsion to have all my things together/organized and Jack has such strong middle child energy lol.

nonnie love … i am OBSESSED with your mind because you’re SO RIGHT !!! ‘he likes the reminder that your lives are so deeply intertwined and wants every extension of your existence next to him’ i’m dizzy 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

and he doesn’t even think anything of it either !!! it’s only rly when luke walks into the kitchen as he’s rearranging the mugs and is all ‘jack what??? are you doing??’ that he’s like hm … maybe this is a Thing for me

[scarlettcryptid]

[pure-daydreams]

[artstetic-real]

*grabs your Toby and runs away with him*

-🧷

toby has to follow a few rules! one of them is no trespassers! the other is no leaving the perimeter

[weibikara]

Ginjinka 'n 2ch girls STAMPZ ! art credits: 石崎うに さん, shigatake, hondarai, skysuka. i wasn't able to find who drew the medoi art, i originally mistook it for another artist's work

[h0t-p1nk-ch33tah-pr1nt]

Style swap with these two

[sunniewr]

ꗛִ⠀꯭ֹ⠀꯭💌᭄𝅄⠀ׁ❛ֺ͜ㅤֺ﹟⃞ㅤׅ⃡ᥲ⃯𝔣ִ𝗍͟ᥱ𝗋 ♥︎ ׄ ֶ֢𑂲𝗂ׅ𝗄ᥱ⠀ֵ❜ ꯭𝒯໋ׅ ᤢֵּ⠀໋ׅ༅ ❛᳟▒ׂ᳞⠀͘

[saintvampy]

if youre one of my moots and youre older than me, i 100% see you as an older sibling i wish i had to pave the way.

[silver-lined-horizons]

Happy Birthday Meri Uzaki! -- 08/09/2024

🦗: Happy Birthday, Meri-chan! Come to SEKAI at some point, alright? I have a really special gift for you! Everyone does!

📚: Happy Birthday, Meri-san. I- You- Thank-Thank.. Thank you for everything. I hope you enjoy today. Be sure.. No.. Come-Come to the SEKAI at some point- Ah.. That's just what Hitaka-san said isn't it?

🃏: Happy Birthday, Meri-san! Oi- Hush, I'm saying something nice to you. Well, since you're sooo insistent~ Just be sure to come to the party later~

🎵 (Miku - Post Office SEKAI): Hmm.. those three have been planning a birthday party for Meri-chan for a while now.. I wonder if that package addressed to them has anything to do with it?

🍊 (Rin - Post Office SEKAI): That-That package is massive! It doesn't look like.. as.. yeah.. It doesn't look as if it came from the SEKAI at all!

🍌 (Len - Post Office SEKAI): It's obviously Meri-san's birthday present Rin. The other three put it here! Come on, we gotta go help set up!

🧷: I think you all might've went over the top.. Aha.. I'm a bit embarrassed now.. I'm glad you all did this though. Thank you everyone.

[oceanmoss]

Crazyyy how small and big the world is like it's big enough to make it very unlikely to see someone if they're more than like a couple of hours' drive to u but also small enough that given the right circumstances u can go anywhere ever on earth . And see people in there????????

[pure-daydreams]

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[angelsofneonandgarbage]

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[waltzedd]

( kiss her , you fool ! )

starring: kim juwon and xu yifei. ( @solbitsz ) location: yifei's apartment - friday night / eleven pm. tw: none in sight !

kim juwon learns that the passage of time is something he simply cannot escape the second he steps into the newly furnished apartment. he can still smell the lingering of fresh paint on the walls: he notices that the colour is far too bright to be older than a few months. ironically brand new, like time itself did not get to taint it just yet. he notices the little shoes at the entrance, messily sprawled - like discarding them was nothing more than an afterthought. he notices a bigger size next to them: neat and polished. juwon wonders if yifei finds comfort in the steps she takes to school, to lunch, and back home.

juwon then wonders if yifei still had the pair she wore back at the university. the very one that took her everywhere - to class, to the dining hall, to his dorm.

he had gotten the call on his way home, head barely inside his car. he could hear the fleeting call of his gaming chair then, the familiar comfort of sinking into it whilst the pile of essays to correct for monday laid forgotten on the corner of his desk. it would call his name, and juwon would ignore it up until sunday afternoon. but then, he had heard the pleading in yifei's tone, the evident urgency in her voice. . . an urgency all too familiar, one he knew all too well. often when she needed him to kill a spider - rarely when they had to face real urgent situations together.

juwon questions, as he now steps further within the apartment, if jielin's babysitter cancelling on yifei last minute is comparable to a spider in a dorm room, or the pressure in his chest as his one true love inevitably breaks it to him that she cannot be with him. he supposes that it is incomparable, he likes to think that the speed in which he agreed to babysit is one to be considered normal: he would have done the same for anyone.

all he remembers seeing is a flash of the woman: her flowy hair tangling with the breeze of her own erratic movements as she hurries to get ready, her smile - rushed, nervous, as she rapidly threw instructions at him: ones she promises to send over text once she gets in her uber.

and she does. and juwon realizes that her name on his phone is still the same as it was, years ago.

the night unfolds rather easily: jielin and him reinforce the beginning of an alliance they built a few days ago. they spend their time cooking, then eating, then colouring until, at last, she meets her destiny in the comfort of her bedsheets. juwon spends a significant amount of time next to her: to anyone else, he will explain that it is simply to ensure her safe travels into dream land. but to any witness, it is far too obvious that the way he observes the child is desperate.

he knows she isn't his: he takes his time to search for any hint - any clues. he isn't sure if he feels relief or disappointment upon coming to the conclusion that jielin couldn't be his. the mathematics of it render it improbably at best. she doesn't have his nose, she doesn't share the curve of his lips. when she smiles, it doesn't look like him.

all he can truly conclude once doing the dishes is that the passage of time, whom he had thought was on his side once, is truly a bitch.

it's one thing to see his long lost ex, slash one true love, slash definitely the one that got away: it is another thing to meet her daughter. . . it is a cruel thing to get along with said daughter. and yifei herself had looked so pretty while leaving. was she meeting with the father? maybe he landed tonight. maybe she wanted a night with him. maybe he would walk through the front doors at any time, and he would have jielin's nose. he would share her smile, he would go into her room and hold her. he would speak the way she does, and yifei would laugh. she would have that fucking look in her eye: the one all the main characters of her favourite rom coms shared at the end of the movie. when the guy gets the girl - except that the guy won't be juwon.

juwon is the god damn babysitter. with a dish rag on his shoulder and all.

his thoughts come to a halt upon hearing the door open, and the shock flowing through his veins upon realizing that yifei is in fact alone is enough to sober him a little. "hey.." he says, ever so softly. "she's sleeping, and i'm just finishing the dishes for you."

[h0t-p1nk-ch33tah-pr1nt]

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