#toji learns domesticity again

[gators-aid]

decode (pt. 1) - toji f. x reader

masterlist | part two.

previously titled: leave us

you and toji fushiguro have been in an on-again-off-again relationship all throughout high school. over the summer break after graduation, you find out you're pregnant. too bad toji has already skipped town after your last breakup.

tags: fem!reader, childbirth (not explicit), cheating, gun violence, mention of domestic abuse (not between toji & reader), teen pregnancy (reader and toji are both 18-19 range), mentions of abortion, mentioned that toji sold drugs, americanized setting, non sorcerer universe, 00's setting, reader is megumi's mom, toji initially denies megumi is his, i aged up gojo, geto, and shoko so you can have some frens, exes to lovers (eventually), their relationship is toxic rn, not beta read we die like toji :(

wc: 2.3k

You knew your chances of making it out of this town were slim, but in the back of your mind you had always hoped that you would be one of the lucky few. Finally, you had made it to high school graduation without dropping out or being shot, but you did not make it out unscathed. 

Pregnant.

You didn’t find out until the summer after graduation, when you were still working out financial aid and payment plans with the money you had saved up working at a local diner for the past three years. Toji had already skipped town by then. It stung a little. Learning from his older brother that he had packed up in the middle of the night and left without so much as a goodbye was almost worse. Even though you broke up weeks before graduation, of course he had to throw in one more wrench in your life while he could.

It didn’t truly sink in until you told your mother. Your mother, who was so excited for you to get out of this town since she couldn’t. Who vowed to help you out with tuition payments to get you through school. It wasn’t until you saw her disappointed face that you became angry. Not only at Toji, but at yourself.

She had always warned you about Toji. How he was good for nothing, bad news, just a bomb waiting to go off. You, maybe too young, maybe blinded by love, brushed off her concerns. When he had to go to juvie for a couple months for an assault charge, you stuck by him until he got out. Filling his commissary account with the measly tips you earned from work when his family wouldn’t. Visiting him at every possible opportunity, even though the bus ride to the detention center was a three hour round trip. When he was shot in the shoulder and came to your window bleeding in the middle of the night, and you had awoken her, terrified to death that your boyfriend would bleed out in your bed. He refused to go to a hospital, meaning you and your mom had to stitch him up with rudimentary sewing skills. When he left a couple days later, you had sobbed into the bloody sheets your mom was helping you throw out. When you and Toji broke up for the first of many times, you had cried into her shirt for days on end. You ignored it all, and came crawling back to him every time. 

The first time was because he had cheated on you with a girl in the class above you two. She was older, more confident, more experienced. You had to find out through word of mouth when a friend of a friend had seen them making out at a party you had to ditch for work. At that point, you two had only been together for a couple of months. Probably a bad omen and a warning for how the rest of this relationship would go. You cheated on him with one of his (now ex) best friends to get back at him. You were both young and were each other’s first everything. You had no idea how to navigate a relationship’s complexities, especially one as serious and tumultuous as the one you two had. It only took a bouquet of roses and an apology to get you to come back (in addition to that one dude getting his ass beat).

There was another time when you two had gotten into an argument over his attitude that escalated into a breakup. It was triggered when he had smart mouthed you about a simple comment you made, to which you threw his cheating in his face and you two began to insult each other for the rest of the night. When you arrived home two hours after curfew that night, your mother just held you until you stopped crying.

Your final breakup, the one before graduation, was simply because you were terrified for him. He was selling drugs, and you could see him looking over his shoulder every time you two went out in public. You gave him an ultimatum, and clearly he hadn’t chosen you. He was in too deep, and you didn’t want to have him showing up shot at your house again. Or worse. 

You should have listened to your mother. It was all too much for high school kids. He could bring out the worst in you, but you figured that's just how it was here. You couldn’t count how many of your best friends had abusive boyfriends, abusive parents, lost loved ones to gun violence or something worse. Toji had never laid a hand on you, had never even threatened too, so at the time you thought you had it pretty good. 

But Toji wasn’t all bad. He had his flaws, had done some fucked up shit, but you had never felt more safe in your life than when you were with Toji. He wasn’t affectionate in public, but in private, his favorite thing in the world to do was caress your hair until you both fell asleep. He loved to sneak into your bedroom window after your mom went to sleep just to hold you until you drifted off. When you’d pull doubles almost every weekend at the diner, Toji would bring you food from your favorite restaurant, and you two would eat in his beat up pickup truck until you had to get back to work. When you would visit him in jail for those couple of months, he always had a drawing or an art project made as a gift for you to leave with. For your first christmas together, Toji bought you a beautiful gold necklace that you hadn’t taken off a single time until graduation. 

He put you head and shoulders above every other person in his life. He didn’t like to talk about his parents, but you knew they had given him the permanent scar on his lip in his youth. His brother was grade A asshole #1, and the uncle that he was placed with after a lengthy CPS investigation when he was twelve treated him more like a burden than a person. Toji clung to you. When it all got to be too much, and he was scared you would hurt him too, he would lash out. 

And now there was Megumi. Years ago, when graduation was far away and you and Toji were in a good phase, you two had a conversation about what you would name your kids. 

“Mmm.. I think I’d like to name her Megumi," he had stated. You two were in your room, whispering to each other as he had snuck in that night. 

“And if this hypothetical child were a boy?”

He paused for a second and thought. You giggled at his face as he took longer to ponder. “Probably still Megumi.” He had finally said. 

“Can I ask why that is?” You traced the lines of his bare abs under the covers.

He chuckled and leaned to hover above you on the bed. “Because if we have a child together, it’s a blessing for me either way, mama.”

He sure didn’t act like it. 

It was a cold day in December when you gave birth to Megumi. He came almost a month early, nearly a week before Toji’s birthday. You had wondered, when your mind wasn’t clouded with pain, what Toji was doing as you laid there in the worst pain you had ever felt in your life. Maybe he was out somewhere celebrating his birthday early. Maybe he was dead on the side of some road. You didn’t know, but you couldn’t afford to think about it too much. 

But when Megumi was born, you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything but love him more than anything in the entire world. 

When you found out you were pregnant, you would have aborted if you weren’t three months along. If you hadn’t had your friends at that time, you don’t know where you’d be today. Gojo, Geto, and Shoko had all grown closer to you after that summer. Some people you never expected to see after graduation became your lifelines. You guys had been friends in school, sure. Shoko was even the one to tell you about Toji’s cheating. You guys had never been close until the three of them saw you at work and started cooing over your baby bump. 

While your mom was the only one in the room during Megumi’s birth, those three waited outside for hours until they could meet your son. 

The moment Megumi was placed on your chest, and you had let go of your mother’s hand for the first time in hours, you knew that Megumi was the absolute love of your life. You would do anything for him. 

Over the course of your pregnancy, you hadn’t tried once to reach out to Toji. You were too hurt and angry to want anything to do with him. After Megumi was born, and you found yourself in your childhood bedroom with a crib in the corner, you decided you didn’t want Megumi to grow up without knowing his father, even if said father was a piece of shit. 

So you had called Toji. It was one in the morning. You had just put Megumi down for the third time that night and stepped outside onto the porch to dial Toji’s number. It had been almost a year since you had last heard from him. You didn’t fully expect him to pick up.  

“Hello?” you heard.

For a second, you couldn’t say anything. Frozen over hearing his deep voice for the first time in forever. Realizing just how much you had missed him. His voice was cold, but it was still his voice. You almost didn’t notice when you began to sob. 

“Y/N?” he asked, a bit frantic at the sound of you crying. “What’s going on? Are you ok?” For a moment you couldn’t catch your breath, almost gasping for air. “Answer me mama, what’s going on?” It took you a couple more minutes before you could compose yourself.

“Yes.. I’m sorry. I’m okay. I’m just..” 

It was silent from a moment. 

“Why are you calling me?” His panic from earlier completely dissipated, he was back to a monotone pattern of speech. You paused. Leaning up against the door to your mother’s house. Contemplating how to tell this man, who, if you’re honest, is probably the love of your life, that he has a son. 

“I, um, I have something to tell you.” You kicked a pebble off the porch and watched a car drive by. Toji said nothing, willing you to go on. 

“I… I gave birth last month..” you said. You could feel your nervous energy manifesting in the finger nail you began to chew on. “You have a son..”  It was cold outside, you gripped your sweater, one of Toji’s old ones, tightly around you and sat on the porch steps. You could see every bated breath in the frigid air.

For a moment there was nothing. It felt like forever, waiting for him to respond. Then he laughed. A cold, distant laugh. “How in the hell am I supposed to know if your kid is mine? I haven’t seen you in a year, I don’t know what the fuck you got goin’ on.” 

He was pushing you away, probably scared. You knew that. But you weren’t mature enough to call it out. You were emotional, vulnerable, and now you were angry. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You whispered into the phone. “Do you realize you ruined my whole life? Left me here without a word, all alone? Now you wanna… what.. Try to claim I was cheating on you or some shit?” As you spoke, your voice pitched higher and higher, rage building. 

“Who said anything about cheating?” He laughed. “You could’ve made your way around after you broke up with me. That’s your business.” You could hear people’s voices in the background, a woman said something to him on the other side, to which you could hear him distantly tell her to lay off. 

There were the tears again but this time they were of rage. “So you get to go out clubbing, leave this town, leave me, and when I call you to tell you about your own… your son, you wanna call me a liar?”

“Left you?” This was the first emotion other than indifference or arrogance you could hear in his voice. Anger. “You left me. Don’t push that shit on me. I don’t owe your ass nothin’.”

“I left you because you were selling fucking drugs, Toji. After I had asked you, I begged you to stop. You chose that over me. You. left. Me. Seems like I made the right fucking decision because I’m not having my fucking baby around that shit. Around you.” By this point, you were practically yelling. You moved from your position on the steps to a corner of the porch closer to your house, pacing as you argued.

He laughed, “That’s perfectly fine with me, I don’t wanna be around some other dude’s baby, not my responsibility.” 

Your teeth grinded back with every word. “I’m glad you think that way, Toji, because he won’t ever be around you. It’s fucking-” your voice cracked. “better that way.” 

“What you fucking call me cryin’, trying to push some random fucking baby on me but I’m the fucking bad guy? Fuck off. Dates don’t match.” 

“I’m not explaining myself to you, fucking asshole. Have a nice fucking life. I’m done with you.” You hung up before he could respond. 

For a second you just stood there, watching your cold breath linger into the night. Then, you leaned against the side of the house and slid down to the ground. 

No more crying over Toji Fushiguro. You won’t let yourself. You won’t give him another thought. You and Megumi will be just fine. 

please let me know how you felt about this story! i plan to post the next part super soon! send me prompts and asks if you want too!! this is my first fic in this fandom and also the first time i've written in years, so forgive the clunkiness!

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[meiieiri]

hii could you please write about how the jjk men's social media would look like, like what would they post, how often, what socials they would have? sorry if this is 2 specific!!

HOW THEIR INSTAGRAM PAGES WOULD LOOK LIKE [FT. JUJUTSU KAISEN]

❁—CHARACTERS: nanami kento, yuta okkotsu, gojo satoru (toji isn’t here bc the only online platform he’s on is onlyfans)

a/n: hey hey~ no worries! i love making stuff like these anyway, thanks for this btw, had a lot of fun making these. i only made ig as their socials as of rn because i don’t have twitter so i don’t rlly know how that works ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

༊*·˚ NANAMI KENTO

↬ nanami’s instagram would have really warm, vibrant tones to accentuate each and every mundane detail of his life into something that looks so euphoric and almost utopian-like which isn’t at all surprising seeing as this man has seen so much pain and suffering for a good majority of his life.

↬ i think he’d pick up photography as a hobby, maybe he’ll dabble into playing around with the settings on adobe lightroom or maybe secretly attend saturday workshops, on his way home from his bakery run, where he gets to learn all the fundamentals on photography composition. he eventually learns about instagram and he downloads the app on a whim when he gets bored at work. he appreciates the user friendly interface and gets the hang of it pretty quickly. he usually posts thrice a month, more if his schedule allows.

↬ now the thing with kento is he doesn’t usually put captions on his photos other than single emojis like: “🐱” or “🥐”. an exception to this is when he posts your birthday photos. he lovingly spares a few words for you that are minimal, at best, only containing a short birthday greeting. but hey, it’s written in pretty font, sooo~~

kento watches you from the couch situated near your home’s screen door leading to the pocket garden the two of you set up when you first moved in together. a small smile plays at his lips when you momentarily jump in surprise as your cat rubs herself against your legs finally ending your little game of hide and seek. “there you are,” you crouch down to scratch her ears. the loving scene of domesticity unfolds before him like a record tape from the nineties, complete with subdued hues of yellow and rose. “sweetheart, could you look here for a bit?” he calls as he fumbles with his phone. you look up confused and that’s when he decides to snap the picture. “hey! i wasn’t ready,” you protest. but he’s already posting the picture on his instagram with the caption: “💕”.

༊*·˚ YUTA OKKOTSU

↬ yuta has a fascination with sunsets. there’s just something so alluring and somewhat sorrowful about the last flicker of sunlight waging a war against her opponent, the night sky and her stars, to keep its dominion over the sky. yuta has always struggled with the notion of impermanence — he finds change to be downright terrifying which is why he took it upon himself to confront this fear by taking pictures of the setting sun, a form of change that is ironically as unchanging as his love for a certain someone, hehe.

↬ he normally uses his instagram as a digital journal of sorts. he’s always away owing to the many missions he’s now been assigned as a sorcerer second only to gojo satoru. he writes down entries, as much as possible, on a weekly basis to properly process the many emotions he’s felt that day.

↬ naturally, you’re always the first to view the pictures ergo press the heart button which always makes him turn a bright shade of pink despite the many years you’ve been together. AND, even though you’ve already technically seen the pictures, yuta will ALWAYS show it to you again when he gets home from work and regale you with all the amazing details about his recent trip.

yuta practically melted into your arms when he came in through the front door. “missed you,” he murmurs. you crane your head back to get a good look at him and you heave a sigh of blissful relief when you neither find a single scratch nor bruise on him. “are you alright, my love?” he asks, head tilted to the right, his eyes wide with curiosity at your silence. “yeah, fine,” you shake your head, playfully pinching his unscathed cheek earning a whistle-like chortle from the young sorcerer. “you know,” he says thoughtfully when his laughter dies down. “i never realized how beautiful the hida mountains are,” he recounts the wondrous things he’d seen and taken photos of from the sleepy lake town they took refuge in, to the mighty mountain river he and gojo had crossed on their way to the summit, to the towering willow trees with branches so ancient they could practically block out the sun, and finally to the mysterious abandoned forest shrine that only showed itself to an honored few, emerging from the haze like a ghostly apparition. he continues to ramble on for a substantial amount of time, scrolling through his phone gallery, not knowing that you’d dozed off. “2:48 AM,” the clock read. yuta sighs at your sleeping form, hearts practically swarming in his eyes. he lifts the blankets to cover your forms. “guess we’ll just have to go together someday,” he says, pecking your cheek before shifting ever so carefully to turn off the nightlight.

༊*·˚ GOJO SATORU

↬ posts low contrast pictures with low brightness because he’s cool that way. if not for the fact that he mostly shares memes, his feed actually looks pretty good, it’s subtle but appealing in many ways and it looks glorious on dark mode, it kinda reminds you of those pinterest or twitter moodboards. he knows his way around setting a moody vibe on his feed, and to think almost all of his pictures were shot on his old iphone. satoru gojo, the strongest sorcerer of his generation, much to the surprise of many, is actually quite talented. who would’ve thought?

↬ but please PLEASE someone get instagram away from this man, the world is not ready for his genius. now unlike the others, satoru uses instagram purely for fun. and yes, he posts dumb shit like they’re scripture. he got in trouble with the community once when he posted a picture of dixie (depicted above) from the teletubbies with the caption: “bake those cookies dixie”. you had to help him submit an incident report to the community moderators and a promissory note stating that he’ll never post such lewd things again. and he didn’t (thank god). for a full week, that is. he relapsed almost immediately.

↬ on the bright side, though, his followers always find it cute whenever he posts pictures of the two of you on your dates, even the ever-stoic nanami couldn’t resist the urge to smile whenever he comes across a picture of his senior having the time of his life with you. god knows how much gojo satoru deserves to love and be loved in return, even if he once thought it to be the most repulsive of curses.

gojo watches you from the other end of the table, a tipsy simper on his features when he notices your eyelids drooping, your head bobbing in your drunken stupor, your lips slightly open as your breathing evens out. “you drunk, baby?” he slurs as he polishes off the last of the yakiniku set you ordered, the oily, sweet and salty grilled meat seemingly simmering down the effect of the alcohol. you were the only ones left in the izakaya, at this point, the owner has half a mind to throw the both of you out so they could close for the night. “nooooo,” you sniffle before a tiny hiccup rips through your throat. cute, satoru stares at you with lovestruck eyes. “stop that,” you look at him through your blurred vision. “stop what?” satoru asks, his head resting on the hardwood table as his hand searches his jeans for his phone. he had to capture this moment before he blacks out. “looking at me like i’m the most beautiful girl in the room,” you scowl disapprovingly. he manages to find his iphone just before he nods off to sleep, snapping a picture of the both of you. empty plates and half-finished shot glasses are strewn about your table and the night’s festivities are perfectly captured in the frame. the two of you looked absolutely hammered — your normally tidy hair was disheveled, and his face looked like a cross between a sore thumb and a ripe tomato — but still, you looked happy. and to satoru, that’s all that really matters. “but you are, baby,” he pats you on the head before finally passing out. “you are.”

[lokescurse]

Naoya SFW alphabet?

Heya, sorry that this took me a whole ass month lmao. Adult life has been keeping me pretty tied up. I have completed your quest, however, and you can read the results below the cut. I will preface this with the fact that I answered a lot of the questions under the assumption that Naoya genuinely likes and respects the person he's with. If I hadn't, well, we wouldn't have much of a post lol. But I'll quit talking now and let you enjoy. Have a good one!

Warnings for: Length, possible spelling and grammar mistakes, slightly OOC moments, mentions of alcohol, mentions of toxicity, implied misogyny, you know...the whole Naoya package.

The majority of these are gender neutral!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

-Naoya is not particularly affectionate. Much of the time, the only indicator that he doesn't hate you is that he doesn't outright insult you. However, if you stick with him long enough and make a lasting impact on him, you can expect for him to switch his language to positive when regarding you. Ala Toji and Gojo, Naoya is willing to compliment those he holds in high esteem. So much so that it may even prove grating to those around him. He's the founder of your fan club, and no one is on your level or even worthy of looking at you except for him.

Personally, I have also always fancied Naoya to be a gift giver to people that actually matter to him. The perfect solution for when you're emotionally stunted and too prideful for vulnerability. Lol.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

-Naoya as a best friend would be horrid. He would only start being friends with you if he genuinely believed you were on the same level as him, whatever that means. And once he truly values you, then he's going to be dragging you everywhere, and making you listen to his prattling non-stop. You may as well be his new favourite plaything. You go on all his missions with him, and he goes on all of yours. You eat together. You sit after dinner together. You learn that he bitches constantly, but also that he's willing to listen to you bitch, too. He's all too willing to insult or threaten people that bother you. I hope you weren't looking to be known as a generally nice person, because you will be labelled a shithead just by association with him.

On the plus side, scary dog privilege. Nobody will cross you, either because he's genuinely stronger than them, or because they just don't want to get him started.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

-Probably not. Again, Naoya is not one for affection, in my eyes. Moments of physical intimacy are often limited to post-sex, and only because he fell asleep on the person he was with. However, one can earn a bit of touch from him when he's feeling particularly possessive. Jealousy is sure to earn an iron grip on your hip, or an arm around your shoulder to guide you to and fro. Everything with Naoya is about having the best, and he's very sure to make it known what he deems to be worthy of him and him alone.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

-Settle down? Of course. It's part of his vision, after all. But he cooks like a forest fire and cleans like a tornado. He boils water and forgets it until its just a hot, empty pot. He's constantly setting the microwave on fire. He's sooo good at making mustard gas because he doesn't know a damn thing about cleaning products. You should let him in your house at your own risk.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

I suppose that would depend on how he feels about the individual by the end of it. If he feels wronged or just sick of the relationship, he'll be as crass and blunt as he's ever been. He'll insult you, talk down to you, and then walk away as if it were all nothing to him.

If he feels fondly of the other person, I imagine he would still be direct, but definitely a touch softer. More respectful, at the very least. He'd give you a reason why (true or otherwise), and then expect you to just accept it right then and there. He's not going to be equipped to handle a more emotional confrontation than that, so...I hope you're okay with just dropping things like that.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Naoya has always expected to have a wife/spouse someday. Being the heir to the Zenin clan has more than prepared him for the idea that he'll have to take a formal partner at some point to maintain a more traditional appearance. The idea of having one doesn't faze him, but it doesn't necessarily mean he feels any loyalty to them, either. As for how quickly he'd jump the gun, I suspect he'd wait it out for quite some time. He's probably not going to bother with the idea until the elders' prodding becomes downright insufferable. The exception might be with a woman he finds particularly "suitable." He'll be quick enough to snatch that up, but it still doesn't guarantee his affection (or fidelity, for that matter).

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Not at all. While Naoya can wear his emotions on his sleeve, he isn't what one would consider soft or vulnerable. No matter how upset he looks, it isn't actually likely he would seek comfort. He isn't one to give it out, either.

Physically, Naoya has a touch that's just as harsh as his words. His grip can be crushing. Hands hefty enough that you'd swear his fingers would leave bruises in your skin.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

I'm sure the prior answer clues you into how this one's answered. Naoya, as one can expect, is not much of a hugger unless it's done out of jealousy or possessiveness. The embraces he offers tend to be all-consuming, as if to hide you from the world and keep you where only he can see. They can be suffocating, but strangely reassuring.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Naoya will never say something as tender and exposing as this. Even if he absolutely adores everything about you, this sentence will never grace your ears. Instead, you will have to look for other signs of adoration from him. His devotion, his praise, his need to assert himself as yours and vice versa. These are the things that "speak" his love.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Naoya can be very, very jealous. He can practically make himself sick with envy if he feels your attention drifting elsewhere. As previously mentioned, Naoya will latch onto you when jealous. Physically, it will almost look like he is glued to you. Sharp words will also carry on a low, growling voice. He'll get progressively more angry and less patient with the people around him, especially the person he feels threatened by. It's best to remove him from the situation, let it be just you and him for as long as it takes for him to calm back down.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Kisses with Naoya are often heated in one way or another. Naoya's kisses, like his touch, tend to be heavy and even dominating. He can be very teasing in the right mood, so he may be more flirtatious if it's just the two of you. Otherwise, he tends to go straight for the mouth to crush his lips to yours, or for the neck so he may bite and mark the flesh.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

I've always had a weakness for the idea that Naoya is good with small children, but terrible with everyone else. I do think it has some merit, considering his rather childish attitudes towards things, at times. However, on a more canonical note, I recognise that this doesn't add up. So, I would say it's complex. I think Naoya may still be mean or snobbish around particularly young children, but will largely leave them alone. He's less patient as they get older.

His own children may be an exception. They are his, after all, which means they must be great to some degree. Still, I don't find him overly fatherly. More like a begrudging guide. (If you'll excuse a self-plug, I did write a little drabble about this topic, which you can read here.)

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Mornings with Naoya are slow and often boring. Despite the crack of dawn training he likely received when he was younger, Naoya never really became a morning person. He wakes up, hair a mess and terribly groggy. He's one of those late risers who is largely non-verbal for the first few hours. (Which, if you know our favourite loud-mouth, you should definitely take advantage of.) He'll spend the start of the day sitting at a table, lazily drinking a tea of his choice until alertness kicks in enough for him to start running his mouth again.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Nights with Naoya can be equal parts more boisterous, and just as tame as mornings. Before he's completely wound down, he can surely be just as loud and energetic as he'd been throughout the day. Weariness tends to hit him like a brick, however, once he's burned himself out for the evening. You'll find him, bleary eyed and slumped over wherever he last sat, so very like a child. And like a child, he may refuse to go to bed at first, but eventually you usher him under the covers and find that he's out before you can even finish saying goodnight.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Naoya, as we're all well aware, tends to be a chatterbox. More than this, he also tends to be very upfront with any of his feelings or intentions. That being said, he isn't what I would call open. Naoya loves to talk about himself, so anything he sees as a personal triumph is going to make it to your ears whether you want it to or not. Anything that he feels makes him look weak, however, is significantly more likely to be held back.

An easy example of this would be my personal headcanon that Naoya dislikes alcohol. He'll freely tell you that he hates it, and readily go on a rant about how foul he finds the flavours to be. But he'll never say that what made him hate it most was the way he associated it with his drunken father. There is information you can only get from him by reading in-between the lines.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Unfortunately, very easily. It doesn't take much to get Naoya worked up in all the wrong ways. If he's looking forward to something, even a small shift in plans can leave him grumbling with frustration. That being said, his bad moods are often gone as quickly as they come. So long as things go well in the end, he'll probably be just fine.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

This is another item on the list that can easily have a mixed response. When Naoya has a great deal of respect for someone, he'll try to remember as much about them as possible. He'll remember what sorts of hobbies they engage in, what foods they like, as well as any gift preferences that can come in handy for him later. However, he doesn't always remember the deeper parts of a person. Their motivations, what they value, and whether they even regularly see eye to eye with him can all be easily forgotten. It's my personal belief that Naoya often fills in the blanks of others he likes by projecting himself onto them. He understands you're different people, but if he likes you well enough, he may be more than willing to misconstrue you in his head to better line up with him. It isn't intentional, but it would be something to look out for, certainly.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Naoya's favourite memories of you all have a similar theme: you were being mean in them. Naoya is crass and willing to say anything no matter how rude or cruel it is. He's also put off by softness and the overall notion of compassion. To get Naoya really invested in a conversation, you should open it with how much you despise something/someone/etc. Naoya will listen with eager ears to what ever insults you want to use to describe the things you hate. If there are any particularly cutting diatribes, he may even store them away for his own use later on. As long as your malice isn't aimed at him, he's more than happy to listen to you rant, and the petty things you say in anger will stay with him forever as fond memories that put a smile on his face.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

It depends on the severity of what's going on. For smaller things, he's willing to let you make your own mistakes, if only so he can say "I told you so." But for anything more dangerous than a few cuts and bruises, he's the first to push you out of the way and handle something himself. His ego doesn't let him express his desire to defend you, and you can be sure he'll give you the very expected "you'll just be in my way," reasoning. However, if you look past this, it's easy enough to see his true intentions.

As for how he'd like to be protected: he wouldn't. He's fine with you coming to his aid after the fact to help with whatever befalls him, but in the moment he'll make you stand aside. If you manage to save him from a close call, you may get more complaining out of him than any actual appreciation. He's always the one to insist he can handle himself. Don't let it stop you.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Minimal, but not none. Assuming he actually enjoys his partner, he's willing to mark calendars and put money aside for presents and outings. I've mentioned before that he's fairly good at gifts, so he'll be more than set to do that. That being said, he isn't one for grand romantic gestures or even regular dates. Affection is sparse, as I've said, but if you're able to identify when he's doing it in his own way and that works for you, you'll be fine.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Naoya, in many ways, is a walking bad habit. I've already mentioned a few things that can be construed as bad habits, and I'm sure reading canon has more than filled you in on a few others. As far as personal headcanons go, though, I'm also of the mind that Naoya has a habit of just leaving his possessions anywhere and everywhere. You'll find the strangest things tucked away in bookshelves, under tables, in the nightstand drawers, or just piled up in odd corners. He isn't *dirty* per se, and he can definitely be very organized when he wants to be. But, well, the water bottles on the windowsill and the worn shirts thrown over chairs are a constant.

Besides this, he's also in the habit of interrupting people. Naoya very much thinks his voice is the most important one in the room, and he's all too willing to cut off anyone he pleases to get his thoughts (however pointless they may be) across.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

I'm sure I don't even need to answer this one, but save it to say that Naoya is plenty vain. The well-shaped brows, dyed hair, and neat lines of ear piercings all point to someone who is at least passively concerned with his appearance. Couple that with how willing Naoya is to put down the looks of other men in favour of himself, and it's pretty clear how much Naoya values his own attractiveness. Expect him to dedicate a sizable amount of time to its upkeep.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

This is difficult to answer, as I feel it could go either way. Naoya strikes me as someone who never feels incomplete - so long as he's getting his way. It may only be when he is denied your company or your affections that he begins to feel...troubled. Perhaps not "incomplete," but certainly a bit more uneasy. That being said, it's not something he'd ever care to admit verbally.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

Naoya's favourite colours are deep blues, greens, and purples. His clothing, sheets, and curtains are all in rich shades of navy, phthalo, and eggplant, and he ties them all together with swathes of black. If you ever ask him what to wear for an occasion, he will undoubtedly be drawn to items you have in these colours. If you don't own any, expect to receive some, whether you like it or not.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Naoya makes his dislikes well-known throughout his run(s) in the manga. He's the kind to never hide when he dislikes something. From his unfiltered thoughts, we are made aware of his general disdain for people who do not seem to care for their appearance, as well as people who place a lot of value on family. The first is negligible, so the second will earn you the most disgust. Naoya's disdain for his own family is palpable, and largely born of the self-serving environment he was raised in. To Naoya, it's every man for himself with only the strongest standing on top. Misguided as it may be, it's very easy for him to hate someone who cares a lot about family. A partner should prioritize him and themselves. No one else.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Naoya has always struck me as the kind who can fall asleep anywhere. Sprawled out in the backseat of a car, slumped on the train, face down on a park bench somewhere. It doesn't matter how public or how uncomfortable a place is, if there's a spot to sit, there's a spot to pass out.

[heich0e]

Fluffy scenario with househusband toji where he greets you at the door after a long tiring day at work, excusing the fact that you were late because you sent him an influx of messages apologizing that you had to work overtime again, and when you go to apologize again in person he stops you and drags you to your shared bedroom jsut for you to see your nightwear ready and a sweet aroma coming from your bathroom indicating of a bubble bath with your favorite bath bomb already ready.

oh OHHHHHHHHHHHH ok u want me emo and horny i see how it is

Toji is rough with you even when his intentions are gentle--not because he doesn't care, but because he's never known anything different. He's unwriting everything he's ever thought to be true and replacing it with the kindness that you show to him. He's trying. He's learning.

For you.

So even if the way he drags you down the hallway to the shared bedroom in your little apartment is less than ceremonious, and is certainly not the 'hello' you'd been expecting after a gruelling workday, he's not hurting you in any way and you know he's doing it because he cares.

His hands are calloused and rough but they hold you like you're precious even as he's tugging you along behind him.

"What's this?" you ask quietly as you spot your pyjamas--a set you rarely wear because you find the lace around the edges a little itchy, and you always wake up with your chest half spilling out of the tank-top--resting at the end of the bed. They're folded neatly--something Toji had been getting very good at lately, one of his more sucessful domestic skills he's been working on since moving in.

You notice that the adjoining bathroom door is ajar, and you can smell the sweet notes of honeysuckle you recognize from your favourite bubble bath clinging to the humid air that curls out from behind it.

You look to Toji, standing with his arms crossed over his chest and his eyes anywhere but yours. His lips purse out in such a way that the scar along one side of his mouth looks even more pronounced in the dim light of your bedroom.

"Remember that thing you were tellin' me about the other day?" He scratches behind his ear, his eyes meeting yours only for a second before he's looking away again. "Self care or some shit?"

You could almost laugh. Maybe even cry if you thought too much about it. Instead, you close the distance between the two of you in a few staggering strides and crush yourself against the familiar warmth of his chest.

"Thank you," you mutter against him, melting as you feel his wide hands trace down the tense planes of your back.

"You've been working a lot lately. Coming home late," Toji mutters quietly, his hands still moving against you comfortingly. "That's not good for you, y'know."

"I know," you agree, pulling away to glance up at him. The tips of his ears have gone a bit pink--sentimentality still doesn't come easy to him, and you know he's uncomfortable with this outward expression of his affections even if he doesn't say it. "I'm sorry I've been so busy."

Toji clicks his tongue behind his teeth, feigning an air of indifference that you see through like the steam creeping out from your muggy bathroom. He's been missing you as much as you have been him.

You stand up on your tiptoes, resting your chin against his chest as you peer up at him. The angle is awkward but you favour it to the notion of pulling away.

"Is there a bath drawn in there for me?" you ask, batting your eyelashes sweetly.

He nods. "Used that weird little fizzy thing you like too."

You smile, swallowing down a fond laugh that threatens to bubble up like your bathwater in the other room.

"You wanna come in there with me?"

Toji smirks.

"Tub's kinda small for both of us," he reminds you, though truthfully you already knew that. "It's for you anyway."

You sigh a little, but nod, pressing a kiss to his chest just over his heart before you pull away.

"I'll be out soon," you say as you step towards the washroom. "Maybe we could watch a movie after?"

Toji nods, shooing you off when he sees the way you're hesitating. You oblige, scampering off towards the washroom before your bath goes cold.

"Oh, baby could you grab me a different pyjama top too? That one's not my favourite!" you say, pausing just on the other side of the threshold of the washroom as your fingers work to undo the buttons on the blouse you'd worn to work.

"No," Toji calls back from the other room, immediate and sure. "That bit is for me."

[tojipie]

is prisoner!toji gonna go back to his life of crime when he gets out or is he gonna change for the better??

bc on one hand he gets lots of money but on the other he doesn't have to spend time away from his girl again

that’s up to u guys to interpret ! he could go either way in my opinion, if u like a certain path for him to go down more then that’s totally fine n i love it.

BUT if u want my personal silly little self indulgent opinion then i’d say he decides to go domestic when he gets out bc he def learned his lesson, especially with his serving a medium-length sentence

[tojisun]

Not me running on liquid courage again. 💀🥂

I mean we all know canon toji is an asshole ❤️, but domestic?!?! It just makes you wanna bash a keyboard 😗 like how can you not! It's so fucking frustrating! He IS beautiful indeed its frustrating!

🥺🥺🤧 ahh this response! I know I said thank you already but like 🥺 thank you. I'm happy you found a healthy outlet. It takes a lot to acknowledge when you're not feeling well AND to doing something positive about it, so virtual hug 🤧 bring it in 🫂!

I wish school systems would actually give a fuck and do a better job preparing students for uni (dont we all). Everyone has a different situation but uni will always be there. I mean they want your money loans, right?? Take all the time you need while you're in uni. This is just my experience, but I feel like this is really only one time where you'll have a chance to work on your adult life before it becomes an expectation.

I just miss being a student for leeway at work. 0h and bc I like learning.

Omg I feel you on a personal level. Taking a 18 hour semester and a +50hr job for WHAT!!! In the end, I changed my major when I had 3 more classes until I graduated, so i graduated in 6 years 🙃.

Truly, please be kind to yourself. We only have 1 fucking day in the week to not think about work. I'm channeling my spirit energy to you. I wish you the best! Please take care and stay safe.

(Sorry for any typos)

omg hey!!! howre u!! sorry it took a while for me to respond ahdjwjs

no no bc that’s exactly me!! canon toji was so much of an asshole that i had a hard time writing him being soft and domestic and kind (ie: my first established fic was toji leaving the reader for mamaguro bc ik that man would choose her in any universe </33) but then i was like fuck canon. i want toji who’s in love w the reader; toji who cares for the reader; toji who’s moved on and healed from mamaguro and loving the reader for them and not as mamaguro’s replacement!!!! (most of my fics tend to follow this au)

i remember when i was drafting one of my first fluff fics (not headcanon or drabble), one of my besties told me, “ur projecting.” like maam, do u think i dont know 😭 but yea i wrote my soft toji whose scarred lips are gentle when they kiss the reader because toji is so pretty, we need him being happy with reader!!!!

thank u so much for the hug!! ive been having severe bad weeks and i needed this <3333 hugs you tight too 😚

and absolutely!! my school did ok in preparing us for post-secondary; college did amazing in helping me transition from high school setting and into post-secondary setting; but fuck. uni is a whole different level. can’t catch a break fr like AHHSHSHH

but yes thank u so much for the advice!!! i can absolutely see what u mean. like rn, even if i have work and back-to-back lectures, i still have the opportunities to ask for time-offs to prepare for my midterms and finals and papers which has helped me greatly! the life experience is helping me lots while giving me some form of coddling and ik this wouldnt really last into (greater) adulthood so that kinda sucks :((

and omg u switching majors is nerve-wracking but amazing at the same time!! ik sm of my friends who just suck up with their majors even if theyre fr struggling so im glad that u were able to pursue something more your style. im sorry it took long for u to grad though but still!!! im so happy for uu!!!

and i will be kind to myself, i promiseee!! ive been doing better these past few days and hoping to have more kind days moving forward!

thank you again for this kind mssge! ur words and kindness truly means a lot to me. take care darling, and have a happy and safe drinking 🥹🫶🏼

[popsicle-parfait]

JUST GOT AN IDEA, HEAR ME OUT!!!

So you know how in Steven Universe (if you've watched it) we a Spinel who got left behind by the one person she looked up to most? Why don't we do that but with Ryōmen Sukuna from Jujutsu Kaisen? So my basis for this is that wayyyyy back before Sukuna got defeated and whatnot we have the reader who held a very important role is Skunk's court, the reader was very proud and content with his role by his Master's side and even has tried to appease him to many occasions! But we all know how Sukuna is so the reader doesn't get the attention he wants/needs and this goes on up until Sukuna is defeated.

So the reader still lives on and has to deal with the problems of being not only Sukuna's property but also with just being a curse in general and a pretty powerful one at that. Over the years the reader has gotten bitter and very lonely but on a fateful day he meets Yuuji while disguised as a human and believes he's some sort of reincarnation of his master since he still feels his presence amongst his aura. However, Yuuji denies this so of course a bit of an argument ensues which leads to the reader to believe that maybe he's just been forgotten and he has to try again some other time. Fast forward to the reader secretly watching over Yuuji in his endeavors as a sorcerer up until his first mission, when Sukuna awakens in Yuuji's body before fighting Megumi the reader descends upon his hiding spot and is overthrown with happiness over his Master's upbringing.

Sukuna being the asshole that he is obviously doesn't share the sediment so cue the readers heart breaking and their mood plummeting, resulting in a "power up" so to speak. You see, the reader is formed from the scandalized feelings of consorts from the old world since harems were very popular and women often threw their all at these high figures to gain favor, however with his newfound experiences and feelings his being is shaped to now feed off of "unloved people" which include things like widowers, broken hearted students, abusive relationships, and worst of all, unrequited love. Now Sukuna isn't the target love interest for this story but he is an option so y'all get to play around with love dynamics. The reader, in a fit of sadness and pain lashes out and swears that he'll make Sukuna and all he "loves" suffer, which by then is branched onto Yuuji and his friends since he's his vessel and they share some form of being. Cue the reader storming off and wandering Japan with a hole where his heart is.

The higher ups and Jujutsu Tech on the other hand, don't know how to feel about this newfound curse. They don't see a reason to outright destroy it yet at the same time this could cause problems for future events and students, so they form the idea that this curse is to be domesticated or tamed in some way to steer clear of their way. The reader finds solstice in our lovely villains and learns through their history that Jujutsu Tech cannot be reasoned with and should not be treated lightly, hijinks ensue.

Possible love interests:

The people I see connecting with the reader the most here would be Gojo (Don't ask), Getou, Yuta, Toji not so much as an immediate love interest I just like the dynamic of the "lonely hearts Club", for this one however, HEAR ME OUT, Yuta's sister is a curse so it kinda works out, not only that but they both are heavily influenced by the theme of love so I feel like they'll really connect and see eye to eye with eachother. If you don't want to you can have her as a platonic love interest, you have creative reign over most of this anyway.

Platonic love interests:

So the people I see connecting with the reader but not so much as in a romantic way would be Nobara, Nanami cuz they're both very work oriented, Maki and Mai cuz reasons, and that's pretty much it like I said these are recommendations not must haves.

Bad/dark love interests:

These are people who I think the reader will do poorly with or won't have a good relationship with him. So, most of the clans; especially the Zenin(?) clan because while the reader is pretty powerful, due to his psyche plummeting he's very emotionally and mentally vulnerable so this leaves a lot of room for manipulation. I don't think he'll be entirely disrespected but due to him being a curse and stuff he'll be treated like a child or a "submissive follower" by these people. I'm also leaving this category in because some of y'all are DAAARRRKK.

Conclusion:

Okay so this marks the end of my little plot shop, like I said you can change whatever you want it is up to you seeing as I'm not the one writing this story. I'm leaving the readers interests, looks, fashion, whatever up to you because why would I???? Also please tag me if you do eventually use this, not for copyright reasons but because I want to see how people use this template I've made. If you ever make it this far down the post then please just let me know if you need plot making help or an editor I have a lot if time on my hands and could always help around.

[7oji]

──── coffee shop. toji fushiguro

◞⁺⊹ 🎠 ∗ ׁ⸼ single dad toji/fem reader, small megumi, domestic fluff ♡ mostly bittersweet. 1k word count.

Toji Fushiguro has a problem. Megumi is a picky eater.

Behind all the frustration, Toji could understand that Megumi wouldn’t touch his burned bacon and flat pancakes, but he had run out of ideas by now. Delivery, street food, snacks; everything returned untouched in Megumi's lunchbox to be eventually eaten by the father, because nothing went to waste in their tiny household.

The man stopped worrying about food when he learned to thrive on his family's scraps in his childhood, but his son wasn't him. Now that Megumi was entering kindergarten he had to have an early breakfast and be sent off with lunch. With all the complaints of the kid falling asleep in class, Toji’s patience was wearing thin.

It is a sunny morning on their walk to school, and while Megumi’s attention is taken by the nesting birds in the passing trees, Toji is occupied inventing a new excuse to give the teacher. The image of pointing fingers doesn’t stop until he takes notice of you.

You are setting up a wooden chalkboard sign on the sidewalk and the hurry you carry is clear when you disappear through a door at the side.

Latte, espresso, sandwiches, bowls, he reads on the sign.

Seems cheap, Toji judges by the front of the small walk-up window café.

After he drags Megumi along, they curiously peek inside to find you setting some cups and things that could only be syrup and sugar. The smell of fresh ground coffee is so sweet, it holds both of them in the moment, but only before Toji remembers why they were there, so he clears his throat.

The raspy sound makes you jump, and you take a deep breath before turning to your new customer.

“Morning!” Is your automatic greeting, but the dark figure in the window takes you by surprise. You can only stare at the guy and in doing so your eyes travel to the smaller hands holding him. You decide it's easier to fix your gaze on the little boy peeking out of him.

“Hey, bud. How’s your morning?”

And Megumi holds your gaze for a few seconds before hiding behind his dad.

“He doesn’t talk much,” Toji frowns at the boy. 

But he’s so cute, following you with one of his shiny blue eyes. “A man of few words,” you chuckle.

Both of you stare at Megumi for a bit before Toji continues. “Do you have the food prepared already? I’m dropping him off at school now.”

“I can have anything done in about ten minutes if you guys are in a hurry,” you promise, and his stare is so intense you hope he didn't hear you swallow.

“Okay,” he glares at Megumi again, debating on telling a stranger his current issue. At the end, you seem friendly enough. “I’m having trouble making him eat anything.”

You blink before turning your attention to the kid. “Do you like anything sweet, dear?”

Megumi gives you a short glance before shaking his head no.

“How about a sandwich? We make a killer beef sandwich.”

He seems to think it hard for a minute, only to give you the same response. And you start to worry, keeping his dad in the corner of your eye.

“What’s your favorite food?”

“We’ll just get anything for him, really,” Toji interrupts. 

“Okay,” you gulp. “I’ll be back real quick.”

With more rushed steps, you make your way into a small door in the back. Now alone, Toji picks Megumi to sit him by the small table in the front, and he sighs before accompanying him on the other chair.

Tap, tap, tap, you hear his anxious foot even at the back. He’s uncomfortable, sitting in the pocket-sized chair and surrounded by plant life.

But it doesn’t take you more than ten minutes to be back with a small takeout box, and instead of handing it through the window, you go out the door and kneel in front of the kid.

“Here you go. Hope you like it,” you whisper, making sure he holds the box in his hand.

Something inside the clear box catches Megumi's attention. After careful handling, his face seems to light up at the sight of onigiris in the form of pandas, and something that seems like bread in the shape of puppies. Without a beat, he’s got one in his hand, but before making another move he looks back to his dad in search of permission.

“Taste it,” Toji mutters to him, an eyebrow raised at the picturesque lunch.

Megumi takes a small bite at the little puppy sandwich and when his eyes seem to shine you can’t help but giggle and rub his hair lightly.

“I babysit too and usually this helps to get the little ones eating,” you smile without being able to look back to the dad. 

But Toji stares at you longer than he should.

The warm feeling you have joins you back inside the café, and before you are about to resume work Toji's rough voice startles you again. “How much is it?”

You nervously wave his question off.

“It’s okay. On the house.”

In any other circumstance, Toji would have been out of there in less than a second, it really wasn't the first time he'd gotten stuff for free.

“Sure you won't get in trouble for that?”

You take the moment to give him a good look, mostly at the scar on his lips. That isn't even on the menu, you want to say, but a long breath is necessary for you to even say a word.

“No, don't worry. Come back soon?” You say with your standard-goodbye, but it sounds more like a request this time.

“Thank you,” he mutters, the words being a struggle this time. "Say thank you," he nudges his kid's hand.

“Thank you,” Megumi mutters in a similar way, only quieter.

And you wave both of them off, ignoring the fast pace of your heart when you greet a regular customer afterward.

On their way back home in the evening, Toji throws a quick glance inside the café when they pass by, Megumi copying him on top of his shoulders. Another girl has taken your place there, so they change their route to the supermarket. He's going to find those goddamn animal cut-outs that same day.

𓆩♡𓆪 note. i think there could be a lot to expand this story so my ask box is open for any prompts (-: i just love the coffee shop trope ok

[pretty-toru]

nanami, megumi, and toji as intimate moments 

― NANAMI: During the mornings when you’re grumpy and scowly, Nanami leads you into a hot, steamy shower so you can slowly wake up and become a normal human being again. You tend to hug him a lot while you’re still waking up in the shower, and he soaps you up and washes it off you in the meantime. It doesn’t always get sexual, but just him taking good care of you feels incredibly intimate and it warms your heart knowing there will always be someone to treat you to these types of mornings. 

― MEGUMI: Kisses that don’t lead to making out. It’s hard for Megumi to choose his favorite place to kiss you so he administers small, playful kisses on your face and parts of your body. He’ll press a kiss on your forehead, cheeks, tip of the nose, hands, whatever. He wasn’t always used to being affectionate but now he refuses to go back to no-spontaneous-kisses limbo, but with the exception that it’s taken place behind closed doors. Of course, he’ll never refuse your kisses in a public setting but try and keep it discreet, yeah?

― TOJI: As someone who hasn’t experienced many tender moments, Toji learns that it’s the small things in life that gives him the greatest comfort. Cooking a homemade meal together, being cared for when he’s got a nasty stomach bug, sleeping together or otherwise hanging out in bed naked. It’s incredibly domestic and intimate in the sense that Toji can entirely let his guard down and be vulnerable, and be received safely by someone that will sweetly kiss his scars and keep him grounded. 

[chronic-claire-universe]

Toge Inumaki: Falling In Love

Enjoy some headcanons from our JJK characthers confessing their love to the reader.

Charachter: Toge Inumaki

Warnings: Mentions of Sex, 18+

Falling In Love: Satoru Gojo, Yuta Okkotsu, Yuji Itadori, Choso, Toji Fushiguro, Megumi Fushiguro

. Well, dating Inumaki in JJK Universe is more difficult than exorcising a special grade curse. Toge seems to be an average guy with a lot of insecurities, most of all, his cursed speech doesn’t help to have relationship.

. So how did he ask you out? Simply, I figured that Panda obliges him confessing his feelings for you, thanks to a card. “Inumaki senpai, is this real?” a tinted flush appears on his cheeks reading the content of the card, “Salmon” so you smile and hug him.

. The first date is in the garden area of Jujutsu Tech, he organized a picninc under a secular tree. Most of the date consist in both of you blushing, looking at each other, talking about everything and nothing. Toge caresses your flower dress hinting you that he appreciates your outfit and you say “Inumaki senpai, do you like this?” but sushing you with a finger on your lips he says: “Toge” “T-Toge, ok then I’ll hope you call me by my name too”. After this, he takes out the short cakes he prepared for you and disposes them to form a phrase “I like you, since a lot of time! Would you like to be my girlfriend?” blushing you near and hug him and you simply say: “Salmon” in which he can’t resist and kisses you tenderly on the lips.

. Most of your dates consist in the classic domestic “Netflix & Chill”, he always brings homemade desserts, and you preparing a mint or balsamic tea, to help his throat, especially after a mission where he strained himself. “Tuna Mayo” he says mimicking the place next to him in the couch “Yes Toge, I’m coming. Let me finish the tea and then we’ll continue the movie”

NSFW WARNING

. Well, he takes him a lot of time to decide to be intimate with you, but when it happens WOW. I always thought that innocent guys, hide a very kinky nature inside them. Your first time is something more vanilla than ever, but let’s be real being a teenager means having a lot of stamina and a lot of fantasies.

. As time pass by, Toge learns how to use sex as his best way to show you how much he loves you. Multiple orgasms, especially licking you and using his cursed speech. He will reduce you to a frail ethereal girl with all the orgasms he gave you even before fucking.

. Well his cock, is something on the media, I’ll say 6,5 inches. The white haired boy despite the normal size know very well how to use it, his top ingredients are: slow and hard thrust, moans, lot of moans to show you how much he likes this.

. Then again when both of you become very jealous, it’s where the real fun starts. If someone hits on you, know that in the evening you will be handcuffed on the bed, while he rails into you for multiple rounds ,cumming everywhere he can. “Cum, cum for me babe” he says in the twist of the moment, causing screams and squirt, making you a cum mess.

. When you get jealous know that Toge knows very well, how to switch and be a sub. Edging is your manthra in these moments, and hearing his desperate moans and his cock twitching and lubing for all the precum he produces. Teasing him for a lot of time, it’s something that makes you completely excited because you can hear is neediness for you.

. In these situations, he will be desperate and not having the possiiblity to use his cursed speech, he just will thrust his hips deeps inside of you as you ride him. Most of the times, he will cum inside you (condom) for desperation after some thrusts, but you don’t mind because if he wants he can go at least 2 more times. “Did I go too hard on you Toge?” he still panting from his high, will kiss you tenderly and says “Bonito flakes” and you just drift off to sleep together while he’s still inside you.

I don’t know if I’ll continue this for every male x fem reader, but next week enjoy Choso 😍

[saintobio]

As much as I am all in for a happy ending with Gojo, I can't help but to think of how gratifying it'd be to have Y/N slowly falling in love with Toji.

Picture this.

After the troubles concerning both the Gojo and L/N families are resolved (as well as Sera dealt with), Gojo and Y/N agree to fix their marriage by renewing their vows, but Y/N finds something amiss with the beginning of her new life; Empty, almost.

Gojo doesn't miss the faraway look in her eyes whenever he takes time out of his schedule to spend it with you. He doesn't miss the way that your eyes would lit up whenever he mentioned upcoming meetings and events involving the head of Zenin's conglomerate.

As he watches you subconciously biting down on your lip to keep yourself from smiling at the thought of one Toji Zenin, Gojo comes to the discovery that Y/N is in love before she does; He would know— He's gone through the motions of it with you.

One fact stares him dead in the face, and it breaks him: He hasn't been able to exude this rush of excitement and giddiness out of you—not for a long time now—those days seemingly lightyears away.

He's only asking for you to spare him one last glance, if only to see how much of his heart you've managed to capture. He wants to be the reason you look forward to each day the same way you've done for him, be the cause for your fits of playful laughter; But just as his chance with you arises does he realize that the chapter of you and him had already ended for you long ago.

He knows what he has to do. He owes you this much to the right of a happy ending. Now, it's his turn to be deprived of the love and attention he can only yearn for.

So when your eyes gleam with admiration and heart swells with pride toward his raven haired rival—of one he could only wish to be on the receiving end of—he opts to do nothing and simply watch as you slip from his grasp completely.

The least he could do now is to do nothing but accept that you were once his. He knows it isn't your intention to hurt him; your heart just no longer lies with him the same way it used to.

In that moment, his heart sinks as he's reminded of Getou's words once again,

"You've already lost her."

Had he just opened his eyes, turned around and been earlier to realizing that he already had you, maybe you'd still be his; But if putting his time with you to rest meant the honor of holding you in another life, then he'll settle as your heart beats and longs for another.

(I don't know why this turned out so angsty, I meant for this to be a fluffy slow burn piece between Toji and Y/N, but the idea of Gojo being the fore witness to their unravelling love story just ties it all together.

I also just think it gives Gojo the neat opportunity to work through his abandonment issues if only to learn how it is to love someone selflessly.

Though that aside, I really want GojoY/N to start a family after they heal individually 🥺😅 I'm a sucker for domestic fluff 😭😭)

(This was long and could've been written better, but I got the inspiration from that one scene in Euphoria where Rue narrates, "I didn't know it at the time, but Jules was falling in love" and it pans to a montage of her crush being happy over Nate's stink ass. Ouch. + Day6 songs too hehe)

aaaaah this was so sad for gojo’s part :(( but nicely written <3

[arievir]

Chapter 16 - Light At The End Of The Tunnel [END]

Warning: mentioning coma, suicide, attempting murder, death, hospital, implying domestic violence, and a word bully, sexual suggestiveness, family issue, and emotional issue, age gap relationship [mainly Toji x you/ Yuji x you] (please be aware of these)

Masterlist LFTM

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Satoru was at his company when he received the urgent call from Shoko. He slumped down on his expensive leather chair which wasn’t able to carry the heavy feeling he was experiencing after hearing what happened to you.

His chest was torn. He was horrified to learn you were in a coma again. He ordered his secretary to process the medical repatriation. No matter how much he had to pay he was willing to as long as he could bring you back home quickly.

He wasn’t conscious of how much his tears kept dropping from his baby blue eyes and how much his hands were shaking. He kept thinking about what he would do if he lost you for real this time.

“N-no. Y/n, y-you can’t leave me here all alone like this. I-I I’m not gonna live without you in this world” Satoru didn’t hear what he said but he repeated these sentences again and again in his mind.

….................

Yuji just got home from his school. He was thirsty, so he looked for a glass to drink some water. Suddenly, his hands felt weak. The glass slipped out of his hand. The cracking sound of the clear glass that hit a white marble was loud, but his heartbeat was louder than anything.

For an unknown reason, your face was the first thing he imagined. His forehead was sweating. His breath was quicker. He had no idea what happened but he was worried about you, so he decided to make a call to you.

He was delighted for a second when his call was picked up, but that wasn’t your voice. His knees touched the marble floor immediately after a woman said you were in a coma.

He didn’t remember what the woman's name was because his brain was shut down when he heard what happened to you. She said she was your friend but all he could memorize was that you hadn’t woken up for 3 days.

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The last thing you remembered was Shoko’s voice. When you opened your eyes, you realized right away where you were. It was the same lovely and colorful garden as a paradise, but the vibe was full of sorrow as always.

Everything was delightful with many kinds of flowers fields such as roses, lilies, camellia, or violet; it was supposed to feel fresh, yet it felt despondent, empty, and lonely.

Runa was there next to the daffodil field. You used both hands to get up and approached her. You never realized why every time you visited holy places, those bitter feelings and painful symptoms always happened until you understood you were living unnaturally.

No one should get a second chance after they died, but because of Runa’s determination and love, the miracle happened. It was a shame, she deserved this wish more, a lot more than you.

“How do you know I deserve this more than you?” Runa spoke.

“H-huh?” you widened your eyes.

“R-Runa, did you hear what I thought?”

Runa giggled softly. “Silly, I’m a soul. Did you really think we couldn’t hear or understand? Even if you speak another language and meet ghosts in another country, they still know what you say. This is not a human world, we communicate through our soul”

Your mouth was opened for a while without your realization. You were aware a moment later when Runa gave her hand to you.

You tilted your head in question.

“Let me repay you back for everything you did for us, for me” Runa said.

Once you clasped her hands, suddenly everything was dark and foggy. You stood up and turned around to find Runa was gone. A while later a fog slowly faded, you were in the hospital, standing next to the patient bed. You glanced down at your sleeping body on that bed, the chest rising and falling.

You had modestly downcast eyes. A moment later, you heard the door thud, the lady walked in. She began to change the flowers next to the bed. She used the wet towel to wipe your face and body, and applied the powder all over your face, the same way she did to you when you were a baby.

She sat next to you and began to read a book. You smiled sadly to recall your mom was the one who made you want to be an novel author. She always read books to you and all the books she read were her favorites. She loved reading so much. You dreamt to write a book that she could enjoy.

However, your dream changed when you grew up. Both brothers were smart doctors. It added pressure when relatives complained to your mom and dad that being a writer was poor and had no future.

They even said not everyone would be born to be a skillful writer, were you that skillful? They also said it ruined the image of their family if you were unsuccessful. Right...your family in this world was quite recognized though it may not be as much as the Gojo family in that world.

The first time you practiced writing a novel story, you asked your professor to read it. You remembered the professor said it was awful. They only read 2 pages out of 145 pages and could tell the plot sucked. The professor said that it was better to write academic books.  

You admitted it sucked since it was your first try. You just expected they could give you constructive feedback rather than saying it sucked and how would you know what you could do better?

Your parents said you didn’t need to listen to what everyone said and kept doing what you wanted. Your brothers even said they would carry the family names, so they wanted you to live carefreely. Your younger sister also told you life was ours to define.

Nevertheless, you couldn't stand how your relatives dispraised the way your parents raised you to have too much freedom, you couldn’t stand how others said your parents weren’t wise to raise a child, you couldn’t stand to listen to others accused because you were the middle child, so no one expected anything from you.

You knew your parents loved all children the same and you had the best siblings. Still, it was difficult not to listen or ignore the impact if you decided to do as you wished.

You chose to make a name from being an author of academic books. It brought you money and the name of being an intelligent person. However, it didn’t bring you happiness at all.

It was depressing to always doubt yourself and your choice. It was exhausting to think why you had to do this and why you couldn't do that.

Once your mom was done reading, she started telling you about her daily life. It was good to hear your dad was getting better due to the treatment. There was a higher chance to get rid of the cancer in his body.  

Your younger sister launched her construction company. Right, it was funny to think of an event when your sister fought with the relatives to mind their own business and not to pry about her future. The relatives were scared of her.

You didn't know how long you were there next to your bed. When you looked up from the floor, you met your mom's eyes. Your heart raised so quickly for some reason though you realized you were a soul and had no body!

You reached your arm and used your hand to cup your mom's face. Yet your soul was transparent, you could sense the tenderness from her body.

“y/n, I have a dream that you live happily somewhere. That makes me so happy. Because I always know, you aren’t truly happy and there are a lot of things in your heart that you never tell me.

My daughter, I love you sooo much and your dad loves you too. You are a good daughter and it was the gratitude that drove you to do a lot of things for us though you didn’t want to do” you observed your mom pausing her speaking and closing her eyes and looking in your direction again.

“Y/n, you may be my daughter but I’m not the owner of your life. If you want to show us your love and gratitude, live your life as you want and be the happiest y/n in your own version” your mom gradually bent her body to kiss the forehead of your sleeping body.

It was so silly for you when you were a soul with a transparent body that couldn't touch anything. Your heart felt warm and full of love. You bent your body to kiss your mom’s forehead. Your eyes were full of tears as well as your mom’s eyes.

You closed your eyes and reopened to let the tears fall. You then whirled around to see Runa was there.

“I’ve made a choice, but before I go, can I ask you something?” Runa nodded. Then, you and her disappeared from the hospital.

A little while, your mom heard the sound of the Heart Rate Monitor continued the long beep. She looked up to see the monitor showed the long straight line of your heartbeat.  

She then reported the doctors and nurses outside, and made a phone call to inform her husband and your siblings.

Your mom smiled with tears coming down her cheeks and kissed your forehead once more and whispered “Thank you for being born to be my daughter”.

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You slowly opened your heavy eyelids. The first thing you saw was the white ceiling. You eyed around and found a familiar figure sleeping on the couch not so far from you.

The corner of your mouth lift up slightly and you whispered. “Shoko…”

Abruptly, Shoko's eyelids were opened. Her eyes met yours. She almost fell from her couch and rushed to be next to your bed.  

“Y-You woke up!!” Shoko hugged you and shoved her face on your chest. You could hear her sobbing and sense the wetness of her tears.

“Shoko…” you patted her head and hugged her back.

“Shoko, I’m sorry.”

Shoko glared at you fiercely. “Of course! You should feel sorry. You passed out and slept for 2 weeks. I’m glad Gojo is rich he paid for everything to take you back”

“2 weeks?” you widened your eyes.

“H-how’s everything?” you continued.

“What or who do you exactly ask for?” Shoko raised her brow before continuing.

“Gojo visits you everyday in the morning, Itadori visits you after his school every evening, Oh, your ex comes almost every day though sometimes I want to punch him. And there is a daddy guy who visits you a couple of times with his son” Shoko clarified.

“Thank you Shoko. You must be tired because of me. I love you, Shoko. I really did” you grinned brightly. Shoko was shocked by your sudden confession. She was speechless and only gazed at you with her ruby cheeks and clutched you tight.

You both were stunned to hear the door open loudly. You and Shoko turned to see the white haired man rush into your room. This brought back your memory of the first day that you came into this world. Satoru opened the door so loud and came to see you just like this.

“y/n!!!! W-why don’t you call me when you wake up? If I don’t come here out of my worry about you, I wouldn’t know you woke up. I was supposed to be the first one you saw! Shoko, was this your plan to make me lose? You can't win over me!!” Satoru scowled. He shoved Shoko out from your embrace and tried to slide himself inside instead.

“Well, maybe because I’m the only one who can always stay with her? And I’m totally the winner and you’re a loser!” Shoko said and shook her head in annoyance.

Satoru stuck out his tongue to Shoko and gazed at you. “Lemme call doctors to examine your body” Satoru spoke and smiled cheerfully at you.

The doctors checked your health and did all the tests that Satoru asked them to do. You knew you were fine, but you chose to let Satoru do what he wanted because you understood how much he was worried about you.

“Y/n, just stay here one more week and then you can go home. Pleaseeeeee” Satoru blinked his eyes many times as begging you.

You chuckled before nodding. Later on, you watched how Satoru asked, or actually more like commanding Shoko to leave you alone with him. Shoko bid you farewell. She was about to hug you, but Satoru stood between you both without moving. Shoko frowned but had no choice and left furiously.

“Why did you do that? She’s my friend” you asked.

“I’m jealous. I don’t want anyone to touch you” he pouted and snuggled his face into your chest.

“Oh, but you ARE the one who didn't pick up my phone, DATE with women, and AVOID to meet me, ain't that right?”

“I don’t like them...” he mumbled with his puffy chubby cheek.

You watched at how his sky blue looked everywhere in the room as if he tried to find a good excuse. You used your palm to cup his face to make him lock his eyeswith yours.

“Satoru, I have something to tell you. I’m not her, your lover. I’m from a different world” you said.

You examined how Satoru would react. Nonetheless, he was quiet and didn’t show any sign of surprise or doubt at all. You decided to explain everything to him. You told him how it happened, where you were from, who you were and what happened to Runa and you.

Satoru only watched you without moving. It made you anxious because you had never seen him be silent before except when he slept. You stared at him and he stared back at you.

Satoru exhaled. “I see”

You were the one who was in surprise. You expected he would ask many questions or make fun of it because what you told was unbelievable.

“Runa, huh? It was a beautiful name for her and fitted her perfectly, just as wonderful as I remembered. Did she forgive me?” His face was distorted in pain as he was struggling not to cry.

“She did and she always loves you, she has always loved you and she always will. The day she died, she prayed for your happiness. She gave me a chance to choose and that was why I could come back here and tell you about what happened” you combed his silver hair gently.

“Satoru, do you believe me?”

“You never lie to me and I don't think you’ll gain anything from lying to me too”

Satoru had a lingering mournfulness in his sky blue eyes. He gasped and paused for a moment and looked straight into your lovely eyes.

“I’ve felt you’ve been different. It was doubting how people could change a lot, not even leaving the trait of your past personalities. Even though you lost your memory, your personalities changed like you were a completely different person.

I thought that made me let you go when you said you wanted to go to America. Nonetheless, when I saw you again at the charity gala, my feeling for you is the same, like there is nothing change at all”

Satoru eyed his large hand that slowly clasped your hand and he continued.

“As for Runa I loved her, I have always loved her and I always will, but I didn’t know how to express it at that time. I hurt her and killed her with my own hands. I couldn’t do anything because she was gone. I-I’m so glad she forgave me. I really am” he said with a sad voice.

“As for you, y/n, I love you. I don’t want to lose you by death. If today you don’t love me back, it’s okay. You don't have to be by my side, just at least be in the same world with me, be happy, and do everything you want. I-I know there is nothing I can fix, I can't make up for the time I hurt you. And I'm totally a selfish person, at least let me see your smile though I'm not the reason for it.

From now on, you and I are friends. Y/n, one thing I think I can do for you and Runa is I-I will be happy. I am r-ready to let myself go from the pain that my family poured into me. I won’t forget my past, but I won’t let it take me down or make me sad. I will be the happiest, the most handsome, and the richest man in the world for you and her”

You gazed at how his eyes were shimmering with tears, you could tell those tears weren't desperation but tears of liberation. You could tell because his smile right now was as bright as the rays outside the window, as cozy as the breeze at the beginning of the spring, as carefree as the clouds in the sky.

You jumped from your bed and wrapped your arms around his neck. “Thank you for everything, Satoru”

“Oi oi oi, you’ll hurt yourself” Satoru giggled and kissed the top of your head before bringing you to sit properly again on the bed.

“Y/n, thank you for choosing to be here. Your parents will be proud of you” he said with his deep voice.

“They will and I will miss them. My parents chose my happiness, so I want to do the same with them. I chose their happiness that chose my happiness” you explained cheerfully.

“I’m not surprised why you are positive and confident because you really have a good family who understand you. They raised you well. Hmmmm, I think we’ll be good parents and raise our children very well” Satoru smirked naughtily and encircled you in his arm.

“I thought we are friends” you pushed yourself out from his embrace and rolled your eyes.

“We can change if you want. I’m up to you” Satoru replied.

“I have something important to do, sorry I’m occupied with my dream and I’m not ready until I achieve it” you smirked at him.

“Well, I’m good at waiting too” Satoru stroked your head with his long fingers. Instantly, you both heard someone open the door and footsteps walked into the room.

“Y/n!!” Yuji shouted your name.

“Yuji? Megumi? Nobara? Nanami? Chie? Toji? Kiko? How do you know?” you asked.

“Shoko called me and I called Yuji” Nanami replied calmly.

You heard Satoru grumble something but you couldn’t hear what he said. Without you listening, he actually mumbled to curse Shoko to fall on the floor 100 times today.

This was a warm welcome. You couldn’t believe your eyes. The day that many characters would gather together in one room to visit you. It was unimaginable.

Yuji was awkward. Still, he slowly neared you. He clenched your tiny hand in his firm hand. The touch he made was tender. It made you feel safe and generated another foreign feeling you could sense.

“Y/n, do you hurt anywhere? I-I should come here every day to take ca-” Yuji didn't complete what he wanted to say because Satoru interrupted and wrapped his arm around Yuji’s neck.

“Yuji, ma student!!!!! You looked skinnier OMG!!!!! This is a world issue. I can’t let my lovely student looks less handsome~~~~~~”

You wished you could roll your eyes into the back of your head at how exaggerated Satoru was.

You also glimpsed at how others rolled their eyes in annoyance too. You giggled softly before feeling someone got close to you.

Nanami patted your head and leaned to look into your eyes. “How do you feel? I’m worried about you. I-I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you. I-I was scared to death. I really mis-”

Toji brushed away Nanami’s hand and caught your chin with his thick fingers to make you look at him. “Hey princess, good to see your smile like this. Don’t do this again. I don’t allow you to leave me. So, I think it’ll be better if you can be min-”

“Move dad, I want to talk to y/n. Let’s talk about Fumi-” suddenly, Megumi was shoved out of your sight by the white haired man.

“Y/n, can you share your bed with me? There are so many people. I have no place to sit” Satoru looked at you with his puppy face.

Shortly, all the men shouted in solidarity and pointed to the couch where Shoko slept earlier. “There it is!!!!!”

Satoru scowled and huffed at how everyone tried to thwart his time with you.

Kiko understood what these men were doing. She then decided to take the action in hope to save your life.

“All men, please be quiet for y/n sake. Chie, Nobara, and I will have some time together with y/n” Kiko spoke calmly.

She was gorgeous, well-mannered, and motherly. People usually respected her because of those characteristics. She only said some sentences and then all people were quiet. You could hear Nobara and Chie giggling.

All the men looked at you as they were waiting for your final order. “Please do as Kiko said”

You could hear the sound of exasperation and sigh before they all left.

The rest of the evening went well. You got some time to chat with Chie, Kiko, and Nobara. They updated about their life and how those men were doing. They prepared some fruits for you to eat before they left. You said goodbye to them as well as the men.

Nanami said he would meet you once you felt better. Toji invited you to have dinner at his house when you were discharged. Megumi would call you later to meet. However, two men still stood next to each side of your bed.

“Ahh, Satoru Yuji, you both should go home” you looked between the left and the right sides.

“Of course, I’m waiting for Yuji to go home first” Satoru clarified playfully.

“I-I’m waiting for Gojo san to go first too!” Yuji shouted out.

You sighed, “Satoru, can you leave me alone with Yuji? I have something to talk to him. We didn’t have a good conversation before I left for Turkey” you looked at Satoru nodding sadly and came out of the room.

“Y/n, I’m sorry. You must be disappointed. I-I told you I like you but I didn’t do anything good. I can’t manage my life. I didn’t mean it to happen and… I- I’m sorry” Yuji paused before saying again. You could tell he was too nervous to express his thoughts

“Can you listen to me what I want to say?” Yuji looked at you with his steady chocolate brown eyes.

Once you nodded, he inhaled deeply. “It was my fault that I let it happen. I let her kiss me. Whether it was an accident or not, it shouldn’t have happened in the first place. I can’t do anything since it has already happened. However, can you give me one more chance?”

“What chance are you asking for?” you asked.

“A chance to be your lover, a chance to prove that I really like you” Yuji answered.

You closed your eyes for a moment to think about what you should say or do in this situation, think about yourself whether or not you were ready, think about what choice you could make.

“Yuji, I’m not mad at you. Never once in my life I would feel that. I can’t give you those chances for now, but I want us to be friends. I’m not ready to think about having someone in my life. I have something I need to achieve first”

You observed his face. He had large sad eyes. You felt bad of course, but Runa lost her life for this second chance and your parents lost their daughter to let you be happy, you didn’t want to waste the opportunity. You want to do the best things for your life, to find yourself first.

“Can I ask why? But, if you aren’t comfortable telling me, please don’t. I accepted your decision” Yuji smiled gently.

You smiled back at him and explained what happened when you slept, how things happened and your decision to choose to live in this world instead of your own world. While you were telling him, you didn’t notice he stuck his bottom lip out, his face contorted, teardrops slowly flew down from his eyes.

Shortly, you were aware when you heard someone sobbing softly, you turned to see Yuji covered his face with his larger hands. He whimpered and you knew he felt sad for you and your family. You could tell because you learned how considerate he was always toward you.

You gradually grabbed his arm and pulled him towards you and enfold him. You sensed Yuji wrapped his muscular arms around your waist and buried his face in your neck. You rubbed his back gently at the same time he stroked your head softly too.

The vision was getting blurry from tears that flooded in your eyes. Yuji made you vulnerable in a good way, because he made you feel relieved, you could let things out easily. His warmth fluttered inside your heart and caressed your whole body until you fell asleep.

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You were discharged from the hospital. Shoko was the one who picked you up. She spent a lot of time with you lately. You cherished the friendship with her since you didn’t have any close friend in your world who was with you through thick and thin like Shoko was.

Shoko was going to America soon, so she was determined to be with you during the time she was in Japan.  She was one of the best wishes you could ask for. Not only she was with you in various moments, but also was helping you from…a bizarre moment too...like now...

Satoru and Nanami came to have dinner at your place. Nanami was cooking while Satoru tried to cuddle with you on the couch, but your arm was tangled with Yuji.

Satoru glared at where Yuji wrapped his arm with yours. “Say Yuji, how do you know about my dinner with Y/n?” Satoru was the one who broke the silence.

“Nanami san called me, and Gojo san, it’s not your dinner with her alone. Nanami san is here to have dinner with y/n too” Yuji said before squeezing your arm tighter.

Satoru was resentful. “Whatever”

“Gojo, you don’t have a right to ask him too. Shoko called me to have dinner here, but you tagged along because we happened to have a meeting today” Nanami said in annoyance.

“Y/n, they’re bullying me. It hurts hereeeee” Gojo pouted and brought your hand to touch his broad chest.

“It’s okay Gojo san. You're an adult. If you can’t handle this pain, you can’t take care of y/n!” Yuji said in a happy mood.

You pressed your lips together to cease your laugh. You knew Yuji said that to comfort Satoru but somehow it rather sounded like mocking Satoru.

Luckily, Shoko came to rescue you. Shoko pushed Satoru's arms out of you and unwrapped Yuji's arm. She then took you in her embrace, she brought you to sit at the dining table.

The dinner was chaotic but it made your heart melt with warmth. It was like you could take out one of the big mountains out of your heart, your chest was lighter.

Before everyone left, you watched Satoru, Nanami, and Shoko fight with each other about how Satoru wanted to sleep with you tonight. You laughed at how they tried to deal with Satoru’s personality.

Shortly, you were startled because Yuji pulled your arm to get inside your bedroom. Yuji placed his both hands on the wall to cage you inside his body. Your cheeks burnt at how close you were with him.

“Let’s make this quick. Can you have dinner with us next week” Yuji said in a serious tone.

“Us?” you asked confusingly.

“Yes, me and Megumi. He wanted to meet you, but I-I think i-it’s not appropriate for him to be with you alone, so I insisted on going to” Yuji bit his lower lip lightly.

Your mouth formed the ‘o’ shape expressing as showing understanding. “Sureeeee, and why are you doing this? Like is it a secret or something? Why did you need to take me to my bedroom to talk to me?”

“Ohh, ahha I-I don’t want Gojo san to hear” he nervously replied.

You chuckled and slowly placed your hands on his chest in an attempt to push him out of you. But it was too late, Satoru found both of you and screamed like there was no tomorrow. He thought you both were doing something dangerous and sexy behind his back.

It took an hour to explain to Satoru that nothing happened and another hour to influence him to go home in exchange for the next time you would sleep over his home.

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A week later, you received the text in the morning from Yuji to meet him at the building after his class so you both would meet Megumi together at the restaurant. You prepared yourself and dressed up a little bit. You decided to go with a minimal clothing style today.

Lately, you’d been working on your novel book as well as trying to wear many new styles of clothes that you had never done before. It was so much fun like you got to explore the world on the new side.

You took public transportation to his university and waited for him. You were worried because he was late. You knew him for a while, he was never late when it came to you.

You started to worry and were about to call him, but you found the text he sent a while ago. You scrutinized his text. He said to meet in front of the university, next to the traffic light on the main road instead.

There was a strange feeling forming in your chest though you didn’t know what it was. You decided to go to the main road to wait for him as he asked.

There were a lot of people in the university. It was impossible for you to be aware that someone was following you. You walked until you arrived at the meeting spot. While you were looking around, there was the hand that was attempting to touch your back.

“Huh?” you were stunned after feeling someone pulling your arm. Your head hit Megumi's strong chest.

“Megumi, don’t need to hurt me, you know” you looked up to meet Megumi's eyes. Weirdly, you observed his expression. His face was like he just saw a ghost. He acted like he was frightened of something.

“Megumi, is everything okay? You look pale”

“U-umm, I’m okay” he replied shortly.

“Where is Yuji?”

“He has something to do. Let’s go to the restaurant first and wait for him” Megumi held your hand firmly and took you close to him.

You arrived at the curry restaurant. You ordered chicken curry and saw how Megumi looked around all the time. You called out his name many times, so you chose to grab his hand.

“Megumi! What’s going on? Are you in a hurry to meet Yuji?”

“U-umm. Let me order first” Megumi said.

After Meguni ordered his food, you decided to ask him a question. “Megumi, last time you said you wanted to talk about Fumiko right? What’s it?”

Megumi enlarged his eyes. “Umm, I heard what happened from Yuji at the baseball game last time. I want to tell you he doesn't like her”

“Ohh I know, Yuji told me. Even If I was on the planet Mars, I could tell from there that he doesn't like Fumiko. Yuji always expresses his opinions and emotions straightforwardly” you revealed.

“Also, Yuji told Fumiko that he doesn’t want her to disturb you too. He drew the line between them. I think he doesn’t just like like you. He is crazy in love with you” Megumi said in a soothing voice.  

You deliberately moved your eyes from your phone on your hand to meet Megumi’s chest and landed on his dark blue eyes. “D-did Yuji do that? Is Fumiko okay?”

Megumi placed his chin on his hand and reached another hand to stroke your head kindly. “Always care for others huh? We believed she was fine, but I don’t know now”

You were startled to receive a text from Yuji saying that he couldn’t come, but he would pick you up later. You pouted unaware. You then told Megumi. You were even more surprised when Megumi just nodded and asked no questions, why or how.

You enjoyed the food with Megumi and chatted with him about his plan for the future. He was in his last year of university, so he intended to work with his dad. You nodded and kept listening to him.

It was pleasant to see, in this world, Megumi got a happy ending with his family. He needed not risk his life to help people, fight with curses, or lose his loved ones. He could continue to live as he wanted.

You stayed outside the restaurant to wait for Yuji until you noticed the model x Tesla car parked in front of you. You lifted your brows to see the door’s car automatically opened.

Yuji was in the driver's seat and gave you his sweet smile. You waved your hand before getting in the car. On the way to your home, Yuji was quiet, which was unusual, so you chose to break the silence.

“You bought a new car? I haven’t seen you use this one before” you asked him.

“No, I got this 2-3 years ago for my birthday. I don’t usually use this one. It’s quite big, so I borrowed my uncle's car. The uncle was actually my grandpa's driver. He drives his personal car to our home before changing to drive a Mercedes-Benz which is my grandpa’s personal car” he answered.

“You used a personal car of your grandpa's driver?” you asked in shock.

“The uncle uses a Toyota , which is good. It’s small and easy to use in a busy city. He insists me on using it otherwise I wouldn't drive his car” he explained.

“That uncle is nice. Anyway, Yuji, why didn’t you come for dinner?”

“I-I got to meet some people. It’s an emergency. I’m sorry. I’m hungry right now, can I eat at your place tonight?” Yuji cursed himself in his mind. He didn’t mean to lie to you. It was important for real, but he didn’t want to tell who he met. You hummed and nodded.

At your place, Yuji ate instant noodles while you were taking a shower. Once he was done eating, he washed dishes. Later on, he moved to the sofa and recalled the moment in the evening before picking you up.

…

He came to the building on time though Fumiko asked him to drop her stuff at the professor's office. The office was far from the building where he asked you to meet, but he was the fast runner. He ran to the office and went back quickly to see you.

When he ran back, he caught a glimpse of Fumiko that was secretly watching you, so he waited. Then, he saw you walking from the building to the main road which was odd. He was even more confused when Fumiko followed you. He then followed her.

It was disappointing and unacceptable to find out Fumiko attempting to push you out onto the busy road where there were so many cars driving fast.

Luckily, Megumi was there too. Megumi could snatch you first when Yuji yanked Fumiko’s arm to him. Yuji pulled her to his car and drove her home.

Yuji said nothing on the way to Fumiko’s home. Once they arrived, he got in her house. He questioned her. “Before the class ended, you asked to borrow my phone right?”

“Y-Yes, my phone was dead. I-I need t-to call my dad” Fumiko answered nervously.

Yuji nodded and asked. “Though I saw you use your phone after that. Anyways, where are your parents?”

“W-why do you ask?” Fumiko knew Yuji for a long time. It wasn’t hard for her to predict his move.

“Yuji, listen to me. I didn’t do anything. I was about to greet her. I-I heard she was in a coma. That was all” Fumiko hugged Yuji’s torso and buried her face in his chest.

“It seems we knew each other for a long time. I haven’t asked you anything, but you already knew what you did, didn’t you?” Yuji looked down at Fumiko.

Fumiko was trembling from fear. She didn’t realize he would see what she did to you. She was about to make an excuse but it was too late. Her dad was here to greet Yuji. She couldn’t do anything to stop Yuji when he asked her dad to talk privately.

It took almost an hour and Yuji came out of the room. She could feel her dad's anger. She peeked at Yuji who had no expression on his face.

“Fumiko, you’ll transfer to study abroad next week. I’ll ask my secretary to work on the document. Prepare yourself and you can’t leave this house from now on. If you do, you’ll know what’s gonna happen” her dad said angrily and left upstairs.

Fumiko glared furiously at Yuji. She approached him and held up her palm in the air to slap Yuji’s face.

“How dare you do this to me? You knew what he would do to me and you still told him!!! M-my dad is so stupid to believe you over his daughter! I-I didn't do anything!” Fumiko yelled.

“He believed me because he knew you well. Fumiko, I gave you a chance. I know what you did with my ex-girlfriend, Megumi told me when you came to visit my grandma. Yet, I chose to let it go because I believed that you could change, because it was in the past.

I forgave you because I understood what you went through. After all, you were my friend. Fumiko, today was too much. I cannot accept that you did it again with y/n. I love her and you knew that” Yuji explained with a harsh voice.

Fumiko laughed in a mocking tone. “You think I want your forgiveness? You’re worthless and useless like my dad. Y/n has nothing compared to me. Your family won't accept her. You’re the heir. A-and my dad can't send me to study abroad either. I-I’m not gonna acce-”

“I told him if he didn't do something, I would expose what you’ve done, and might as well hire a lawyer to work on the law. And you realize I can do that as the heir of the Itadori clan right?

From now on, Don’t worry about my family or my life, just worry about your life. I think you should know by now, I’m not the only heir because I have a brother. Y/n is the best woman and I only want her. If you dare to touch my y/n, you'll know how much power we hold”

…

Yuji recalled the tough event he had with Fumiko. He closed his eyes and murmured sorry. He was sorry for Fumiko.

He didn't mean to hurt her like that. He learned her family destroyed her, but he couldn’t think of a better way to handle Fumiko. He wasn't a part of Fumiko’s family, he had no right to interfere with them.

He understood why Fumiko was like this. However, it wasn’t like you had a happy life and deserved to be harmed.

He had to be fair in this situation and decided logically. He rested his head on the top of the couch. Shortly, he breathed in the scent of the body wash and body lotion of yours, he realized instantly you were done taking a shower.

He opened his eyes to find you were out of your bedroom and gave him a soft smile that patched up the wound in his heart. He watched you sit next to him and asked if he wanted to watch a movie with you.

He nodded and let you choose the movie. You both watched Train to Busan. The movie was great. He heard you sob. He deliberately glanced at how you wiped your tears. Yuji leaned his head on your shoulder and let the tears fall from his chestnut brown eyes.

He assumed you might have thought he cried because of the movie. He was thankful for the movie that did a good job to make you cry at the end. He guessed you cried because you must have thought of your dad. He inhaled your scent and his heart was warm and light. Gradually, his eyelids were heavy and he slept on your shoulder.

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3 years later

You had been working on your novel book for about 2 years. You chose to write something you could express your true thoughts and feelings. You also wanted to appreciate Runa.

It may be her who prayed for this thing to happen, it may be because you both were born on lunar eclipse day, or it may be you who actually prayed to get a chance for your life. Whatever it was, you wanted to choose how to live your own life.

Your first novel was published several months ago. Nanami helped you a lot as your personal advisor. You still remembered his shocked face when you told him you wanted to use ‘the happiest me’ as your pen name for this book.

Toji personally called you to congratulate you on your new book. He even made fun of your new pen name that was so you, as silly as you were but cute.

Your novel was about a woman who got transmitted into a different world and learned how to live and be happy in the new world. You named the book ‘My Love My Life’

The common feedback you’d seen on social media would be the way the book described the emotion was so real and they liked how the main characters developed their personalities. Some people said they wanted to be in another world too. You chuckled and thought they didn’t know how difficult it was to live in a different world.

You were pleased to receive a compliment and beneficial criticism to develop your skills. There were some bad comments, but you chose to ignore them since it was more like they gave feedback out of hatred rather than out of kindness.

You sat on the balcony to watch the widespread ocean and listened to the waves crash with gigantic rocks at the shore. The sun was still glorious. The soft wind crawling in your skin was still cozy. You could also smell salty in the wind.

Everything in Mie was still the same. It had been a month since you lived here. The memory of the past that you came here was still vivid. You had traveled many places alone in Japan just to change the environment of writing for these 3 years. Mie was the last destination of this long journey.

Today, you asked Yuji to meet you at the Ise shrine. You prepared to leave before hearing the engine car. You assumed it was Yuji. He always picked you up as usual though you asked him not to come. You knew he would close his coffee shop earlier because he didn’t want you to go alone.

You were mistaken. It was Satoru who came here. You were surprised because he said he would come tomorrow. Well, he was always like this, appeared any time and place as he wished.

You comprehended why he was here. It had been 3 years since Satoru waited for you. You had told him you wanted to achieve your dream before deciding about your love life.

You went down to pick him up. He shoved you in his wide chest and encircled your body with his muscular arms. You felt like you would die if he kept hugging you too tight.

You dragged yourself out of his firm body. You walked ahead to take him upstairs. You stopped for a moment to wait for him to follow you.

You observed the way he walked conspicuously like the most stunning white sakura among pink sakura trees in a huge park, the way he smiled dashingly like the sunshine in the morning, the way his sky blue eyes gleamed like the waves in the ocean reflecting the sunset.

He was still gorgeous like an angel, yet still arrogant like owning this whole world. He wasn’t different from the first time you met him.

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Yuji was on cloud nine when he heard from you that you would come to visit him at his coffee shop. It was his dream to show you his own coffee shop that he inherited from Mitsu and Taro.

After he graduated, he disclaimed to inherit the Itadori chain restaurants business.  He had an argument with his grandpa that he wanted Sukuna to take over everything. He didn't want to be a part of it.

Sukuna knew why his brother did this. Even though Sukuna hated to take responsibility for the business and Yuji never once asked him to help before, he accepted his position as the only heir to help his little brother and to protect his little brother's happiness.

Sukuna understood Yuji did this because of you. Yuji wanted to protect you from all the bad situations and news that could have hurt your feelings at all costs.

Being a coffee shop owner may not be rich enough to take care of you, still, he had built this business until he successfully opened the second branch in Tokyo. He wanted the business to be successful by his effort.  

He wanted to be ready to ask you to marry him. He wanted to protect your happiness and wanted to be the reason for your smile.

He arrived at your place but found someone’s car. He was fearful. You didn't have many guests who had the black Ferrari. Only one person Yuji could guess and he was right. He saw Satoru kiss you.

He wiped his tears and drove to the Ise shrine. He knew now why you wanted to meet him today. You wanted to tell him you chose Gojo san.

Now, he didn't want to meet you, but how could he do that? He made a promise to meet you, he would rather die than make you wait or reject your request.

He drove to the Ise shrine and his brain recalled the image of seeing you kissing Gojo. He shook his head and began to sort out the memory he had with you.

He smiled with his tears to memorize the first time he met you at the Charity gala. You were the most stunning at the gala in his opinion.

The second time he tried to approach you at an alumni event. He swore he saw you took a glimpse at him from the corner of your eyes, but you may not remember.

He remembered he drove past your car when he dropped Megumi at his house. This was your first time visiting Megumi’s house, but it was the third time he encountered you.

When he and Sukuna picked up Megumi at the library, he sat in the back of the car. He was jealous of Megumi to meet with you there and that was the fourth time he encountered you.

At Shibuya, you met with Megumi at the coffee shop. It was the fifth time and this time he saw you with his friend. He watched you walk down to the train station until Nobara arrived. You looked so sad and he knew later you just broke up with Nanami.

The sixth time he walked past you in the coffee shop. It was the first time you visited his grandparent's coffee shop. For some reason, he was late on that day. He actually wore the cap, so you might not see him, but he caught the glimpse of you leaving the coffee shop.

Finally, he got to talk to you when he met you for the seventh time at Ise shrine. Those memories earned him learning how long he’d been hopelessly in love with you, how long he yearned for you. Nevertheless, he wasn’t the one who deserved you.

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You arrived at the Ise shrine. Everything was still the same except, you felt more comfortable to walk around. This time you decided to go straight where the Amaterasu shrine was located.

Once you found the main shrine, you stopped at the front of it. You placed your palms together and closed your eyes.

You thanked for whoever who listened and gave you a second opportunity in your life, you prayed for Runa to be happy and hope for her next life to end up with Satoru if they could love each other again, you prayed for your family to be healthy, and you prayed for yourself to be strong with him…  

You opened your eyes and began to walk back to find a place you could call Yuji. You wondered what happened to him. It was okay he didn’t pick up at your place as usual, but he didn’t even call or tell you anything.

You took a rest at the Torii of Uji bashi bridge. You began to search for your phone in your bag. The gentle wind ruffled your hair and it made you feel refreshed. You heard someone shout out your name. You looked up to see a tall male run across the bridge.

The ray of the sunshine turned his pastel pink hair to a rose gold color.  He was more muscular and his figure was more aged. He was getting closer and you could see the shape of his jaw was shaper. He wasn’t the young man you knew anymore. However, he still wore his signature cheerful smile.

“Y/n! I found you” Yuji shouted.

“Yeah, you did find me again” you murmured when your eyes still focused on him.

“W-why did you call me to come here?” Yuji asked nervously.

“Ahh, I called you because this is the place we met for the first time” you replied.

“Well, it wasn’t the first time I saw you but yeah it was the first time we talked to each other” Yuji looked at the ground.

“Ohh, and I also have something to tell you” you eyed his face.

“U-um, go ahead” Yuji smiled sadly.

“I want you to be my boyfriend. I chose my own faith, and I chose to love you. When I look at you, I don’t need to look at your back or I never see you behind me. I like that I can see your shoulder next to me” you said happily.

“Okay…” Yuji answered.

1...2...3…4…5…6…7

“H-Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” his eyes widened in every second had passed and stopped after realizing what you said. He slowly stepped back. He noticed your mouth movement and concerned expression but he didn’t hear anything.

Shortly, he realized you said to be careful because he kept stepping back and stumbled on rocks. Like now his butts just hit the ground, but his eyes were still on you.

“Are you okay? Yuji” you crouched down next to him.

Yuji nodded.

“Yuji, it’s okay if you don't want to be my boyfriend. I know I make you wait for-” you stopped when Yuji covered your mouth with his hand.

“Aiii ai I wa-wan-t want to beee. Ppplese don't chmage your minddd” Yuji sobbed softly.

“Don’t cry Yuji. It’s okay. I-I’m sorry” you muffled your voice not to laugh at his crying face because he looked adorable like a baby crying. You hugged him tight and stroked his back.

You and Yuji got back to your place. You and he stood outside your home and looked at the ocean. He told you what he saw. You explained that Satoru came to meet you and you both said good luck to each other, it was more like you told him what you felt toward him.

You thought of the event when you talked to Satoru earlier.

…

“My baby I miss you” Satoru hugged you tight.

“S-Satoru, I can’t breathe” you used your hands to push his chest.

“So, how have you been? Miss me?” Satoru grabbed your hand. Then, you walked ahead of him to lead him sitting next to each other on the fabric cream sofa set.

“Things are good and I’m glad you’re here” you replied.

“Umm, I know I’m not the one who you choose to love right?” Satoru looked at the hand he held you.

The look in your eyes was as painful as him. “I’m sorry. I realized it when I met Runa. I-I asked her if it was okay, I didn’t choose you. When I asked her, I wasn't sure who I love, but I didn’t know why I asked that either. I spent these 3 years trying to understand myself and Yuji is the person I think about when I wake up and before I sleep. I also think about you too, but it’s more like worrying about your health. I’m sorry I’m selfish, I made you wait without knowing anything”

“Y/n, I already knew that. I could tell that the feeling you have for me it’s not the same love I have for you. You always allow me to do what I want without telling me ‘No’. Don't get me wrong, I’m glad you do that, but I don't want a relationship like that, a relationship that you always pamper me… Also!!!, I didn’t wait for you because you asked me to, but I waited because I can’t love anyone else” Satoru smiled.

“Satoru…” tears brimmed in your eyes.

“At this moment, you’re still single, so can you kiss me first for once?” Satoru asked softly while using his finger to brush your tears from your cheek.  

You bent your head to the side and moved close to him. You saw him close his ocean orbs and there was a drop falling out from his eye. You placed your lips on his juicy lips.

You nibbled his upper lip first and repeated the same action with his lower lip. Satoru opened his mouth and you slipped your tongue to tangle his tongue with you. His taste was sweet like candy.

His cheeks were as flushed as yours. You looked into each other's eyes before laughing together. Satoru insisted on dropping you at the Ise shrine, he said something that bothered you a lot.

“Baby, I may give up now but if you’re single again, you'll be mine no matter what. Although this life I wouldn't be with you, next life I won't let you go I swear. Welllll, we can be a lovey-dovey couple next year or MAYBE next month” Satoru winked to you.

…

You shook your head to forget his playful expression.

You stood next to Yuji. You were sweating to see Yuji’s expression was lifeless after hearing everything. He’d improved and you couldn’t tell what he thought now.

“You kissed him first huh?” Yuji looked at you with his dead expression.

You swallowed and nodded. You were startled to see Yuji standing behind you. Yuji came close to you wrapped one arm around your waist and another around your shoulder tight to his body. His face was buried in your neck.

“Y-Yuji?” you blinked rapidly.

“Y/n, I’m not the young man you knew from 3 years ago anymore. I’ve learned a lot too. I’ve chosen to love you for a long time and will always love you. Please allow me to prove to you how much I love you for the rest of my life. Please allow me to show how many mistakes I can make. Please allow us to learn about each other until you don’t want me anymore. Yet, I’ll make sure that won’t happen. I want to walk next to you for the rest of my life”

Yuji slowly turned your body to face him. He delicately landed his kisses on your forehead, your eyes, your nose, your ears, and from your neck, he traced wet kisses until your shoulder and left the red plum speck below your collarbone.

He then used his lips to caress your upper lip and lick your lower lip passionately and whispered ‘I love you’ softly with his husky voice. He gradually carried you in a bridal style and took you to your bedroom.

Yuji gently placed you on the king-size bed. He rested his elbow on one side next to your head. His other hand caressed your soft skin in a circle on your waist. You also wrapped one arm on his neck and stroked his flushed cheek with another hand.

You watched Yuji lean his head near your left ear. He whispered with his husky voice. “I love you so much. I’m on the top of the world to have you as my girlfriend. Please let me be yours forever and I want you to be mine from now on”

You gazed into his shimmering brown eyes and nodded lightly. You observed how he gave you a sunny smile. It assured you that you were truly ready to start a new journey with him. Honestly, you still didn’t know whether he was destined to meet or to love. In fact, no one knew what fate or future would wait for us.

You’d discovered a lot from your past and at this moment you just preferred to move forward with him, just wanted to focus on a present and built new memories with him. One day in the future, if you looked back at your past, you just wished no regret in anything.

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[THE END]

Chapter 15 < Chapter 16 END > Special Chapter 1

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[wri0thesley]

I’ve been thinking about this softie Daddy Toji scenario where you end up in an arranged marriage with the man and now have a husband and kid to take care of. Toji likes having you around cause you’re a shy, sweet thing, but toddler Megumi is loads weary because the last few partners his dad had rarely cared for the little lad. Toji is off to work, so you get to care for Megumi, finding him hidden in his room. Maybe he expects you to just make him some chicken nuggets and toss them on the table like the last one, but you come in asking him what he wants. His eyes widen in shock, taking a moment before whispering his choice. Since you don’t have a few ingredients you ask him if he wants to go to the store with you. Now he’s stepped a little further, a little nod to motion a little yes. You ask him what he wants to wear. Another shock, the little one choosing his fit before you ask for his hand and head out. You aren’t like those other ones who just want his dad. You are clearly focused on him while everyone looks at you with him at the store, ignoring their gazes, asking him what else he wants before heading back home. By the time Toji comes home, Megumi is glued to your leg, unwilling to let you go. One day Megumi overhears Toji asking if you miss working or going out any time you please, shoulders slugging when you say you do, ears twitching when he hears the “but I don’t miss it as much as I would miss Megumi growing up.” Sure he isn’t biologically your kid, but he sure holds a special spot in your heart, along with his daddy. I’m sorry that was so long lol

OHHH THIS IS SO SOFT,,, i love the thought of toji learning to love again with someone who immediately accepts both him and megumi. pls dont apologise for it being long!! domestic toji and reader and baby megumi content is so soft and lovely i am always happy to indulge and think about it! <3

[bootlickerhawks]

Nobara , Yuuji and Fushiguro for the ask game

And Also nanami because he deserves this

Nobara

Sexuality Headcanon: Lesbian Gender Headcanon: Her backstory screams transfem to me lol A ship I have with said character: Nobamaki and I also really like nobamai. I like to imagine nobamai as hostile exes (Mai is super bitter that she’s dating her sister now) A BROTP I have with said character: Nobara/Yuuji/Megumi the ultimate brot3 😤 (pls Gege im begging you give me the Tokyo squad fugitive arc! 🙏) A NOTP I have with said character: besides the obvious nobara/adult pairings i’d say Nobara/any dude. I really can’t imagine Nobara dating guys my brain cannot compute that lol A random headcanon: This isn’t really a hc but the idea of Pirate!Nobara makes me go feral (if we don’t get eyepatch!Nobara post-shibuya i’ll riot) General Opinion over said character: F E R A L  Q U E E N

Yuuji

Sexuality Headcanon: BISEXUAL Gender Headcanon: Cis? maybe??? A ship I have with said character: ITAFUSHI!!! This ship is so domestic and has so much angst potential I love it ;w;  A BROTP I have with said character: Tokyo squad, Todo (obviously) and Choso (Gege im begging give me the Choso & Yuuji bromance post-shibuya) A NOTP I have with said character: *glares at go//yuu, suku//ita and nana//ita* A random headcanon: I seem to recall it being mentioned that he was in Ninja Warrior and it’s never brought up again? hello?? I’d love to see Yuuji doing Ninja Warrior or Total Wipeout! But let’s assume that the Ninja Warrior stuff is only a rumor started by students, I love the hc that Yuuji had a crazy reputation at school that was totally overexaggerated (or was it?)   General Opinion over said character: Good boi, would die for him, pls let me sign the adoption papers! (I will fight Gojo and Nanami in a trial by combat to win custody rights 😤)

Megumi 

Sexuality Headcanon: Gray ace or demisexual Gender Headcanon: transmasc or nb I vibe with both with his character A ship I have with said character: Itafushi! 😤 A BROTP I have with said character: Tokyo squad, Maki. I also think his interactions w/ Noritoshi jr were hilarious I’d love to see more A NOTP I have with said character: *glares at suku//fushi and go//fushi* OR WORSE toji//fushi! A special fuck you goes out to toji//fushi shippers!   A random headcanon: He volunteers at an animal shelter when he has free time. 

Megumi and Yuuji cook together so that they can “learn” to cook better (it’s actually a poor excuse so that they can spend more time together ;w;).  General Opinion over said character: He was bound to become one of my fav characters the minute he summoned the demon dogs lol. I really enjoy his character and I can’t wait to see what Gege has planned for his character! (I know it’ll break my heart tho ;w;) 

Nanami or as I like to call him Business Daddy

Sexuality Headcanon: Gay Gender Headcanon: Cis A ship I have with said character: Nanago! I’m convinced those 2 fucked at least once. I like to think of Nanago as each other’s rebounds (from Getou and Haibara) and at first it’s strickly a colleagues with benefits kinda relationship but gradually feelings start to develop (sadly those feelings get cut short cuz of euuuuh... you know)   A BROTP I have with said character: Ino and Nanami’s dynamic is great! (do father-son dynamics count as brotps? cuz Yuuji and Nanami’s relationship is top tier 👌) A NOTP I have with said character: nana//ita... 😔 A random headcanon: He gives off vibes like he’d be a great cook idk why 😂 awwww now I’m imagining Nanami and Yuuji cooking together 🥺 General Opinion over said character: There’s a good reason why he’s Gege’s favorite! I love him so much! 🥺

(Ask game)

[tojisun]

Can I pls add my two cents on how we break?

OK SO at this point, I think Toji loves mamaguro but has adoration for the idea of her. She was his first, the mother of his kid and also the one who taught him how to love. It was not a surprise when he decided to drop everything to have a second chance with her.

Back to Y/N, she was there to collect his shards, glue them togheter and fix averything mamaguro left behind, selflessly loving Megumi as her own. She was a foundation that held him through thick and thin, making him a better man, I mean, Mamaguro left him because of his life and his jobs, but after Y/N, I have the impression Toji focused on being more family-oriented? Still a criminal and all, but something changed?

And that's an important point. So what if he comes to realize that mamaguro isn't good for him and for Megumi? She hasn't made peace with the fact he hadn't stopped his lifestyle and now is also bitter because feels often compared to Y/N? And everything's gone spiralling, Toji started drowning himself with his job again because the adrenaline helps him to forget the pain and mamaguro starts to get overwhelming, demanding him to drop the job and reassure her that he only loves her. And then, he realizes his life is full of love, but just a sequence of bad choices.

YES!! THISS! ALL OF THIS OH MY GODDFDDD [x]

toji’s wife is the first act of kindness toji ever had. life with her stabilized toji; she, in all sense of the word, was his anchor. so when she came back, toji chases after her. he was offered another chance of life with her, so of course toji takes this chance.

she was his freedom, and [you] were his breath of fresh air.

when she left, toji entered and left relationships as though they are simple games to erase the boredom away. then there’s you.

you loved him as he is, broken pieces and everything. you didn’t try to replace his wife or chain him to you. when he left for weeks- or months-long, you always welcomed him back. you let him run his chaos. you didn’t try to change him.

and that helped him.

he wanted someone to be with even when he’s broken. if his wife was an anchor, you were a tree—steady despite the storms, and growing and branching out throughout the seasons.

and your silent love allowed him to pick up the pieces he’s left with.

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i think when toji’s wife returns, toji fully turned over. he is always terrified that she’d leave again so he holds back with his work. it’s the first thing they established when they were rebuilding their family.

they set ground rules to make their relationship work and to ensure that megumi will never go through a parent’s absence ever again.

in return to his cutting back of work hours, she promises that she will be more understanding about his situation. toji told her, in a roundabout way, that work helps him crush his haunting past and it gives him a semblance of control. he is honest with her now, and tells her that domesticity is nice but it cannot quell the itch in his hands.

she will not understand fully, but she will learn to trust toji. their relationship will heal and mend—they deserve this as much as the reader deserves her happy ending.

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also this is just following your last cent!

if the situation’s ever lead to that (wherein they don’t see eye-to-eye again and it causes their relationship to be strained) i think it won’t make toji regret leaving you because he really wants to be with his wife.

what i think he’d do is work around what’s going on. he learned that from you, anyways.

he’d remember how you’ve made your relationship work around his schedule and his sporadic disappearances, and how you coped. he’d remember how he adjusted for you, and he’s try to do the same thing with their relationship.

and it’d work.

she would feel jealous every now and then, especially as she is reminded of how beautiful your relationship was with both her husband and her son, but toji would do his best to banish those insecurities.

toji’s relationship with you helped him grow into a better man. he is thankful for you helping him back up, but he will not regret.

i think it is kindness to allow toji and his wife their rerun of happiness as you follow yours with satoru.

[wri0thesley]

I just know when Goomi finally finds out who Toji is, AND the fact that he's dead when he thought he was living his life somewhere without him all this time after leaving him, AND the fact that it was Gojo who killed him, we're gonna get SO MUCH Toji backstory, especially domestic Toji with MamaGuro when Goomi just learns who he is. The reveal might be split into parts as Megumi learns each thing but it shouldn't be too long to get the whole thing once the cat finally comes out of the bag. And with the frequency that Toji's been mentioned recently... and the story focusing around the Zen'ins and soon Megumi and his sister again... it's only a matter of time. It's difficult but we must enjoy these moments of peace while we can because if the manga hasn't destroyed us all at this point already I know the PapaGuro reveal (and his descent into the madness of the Toji we already know and love) is gonna do it and god help us all when it does

gege does really seem to like drawing toji and bringing him back into the story so all we can do is HOPE that we get the extra toji domestic/backstory content we deserve,,, hhhhh