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ᡣ𐭩 content — fan!gojo x pop-princess!reader. fluff, gojo's kind of a freakk :P
fan!gojo is, delicately put, obsessed. his penthouse apartment? a whole room dedicated to your discography, limited edition vinyls glowing under soft led lights, and walls plastered with every magazine cover you've ever graced. his credit card? permanently swiped for your latest merch drops, holographic posters, and plushie keychains.
fan!gojo who hears about the meet-and-greet raffle from your instagram (he's the first to like the post). panic sets in. a raffle? random chance? this is an affront to his meticulously planned life. no amount of money can guarantee a win.
fan!gojo who has to beg for this stranger on reddit to give them their tickets to him. he lost a little over a million dollars (yeah, okay, in hindsight, that wasn't financially smart — but, this was the opportunity of a lifetime).
fan!gojo who ends up bringing geto with him, since he doesn't want the other ticket to go to waste. out of geto, of all people, he's not sure. geto, the heavy-metal aficionado. their music tastes' are worlds apart, but gojo's doing his best friend a favor.
fan!gojo who spends hours picking out his outfit, to which geto snorts, "it's not like you're going on a fucking date with her."
fan!gojo who huffs, dramatically crossing his arms. "we're taking pictures."
fan!gojo who ends up bring all of your vinyls to the meet-and-greet. every single one. "what?" he asked geto, who was giving him a funny look. "i couldn't decide. they're all amazing."
fan!gojo who's practically bouncing off the walls, when the security guard tells him it'll be their turn, soon. will he be okay? does he look okay? wait, does he smell okay?
fan!gojo who's shoving his to-be-signed merch into geto's hands, cracking his knuckles. after a moment, he snatches them back, hissing, "don't do anything embarrassing, okay?"
"...says the one bringing a whole ass record store."
fan!gojo who is freaking out when he lays his eyes on you. in person. even geto, who's never seen him flustered over a girl, can't help but snicker.
fan!gojo who thinks your voice is even sweeter in real life, if that's possible. you smile, a soft greeting leaving your lips. all he can do is stutter a response. (yes, geto is filming.)
fan!gojo can't tear his eyes off you. you're dolled up in the prettiest shade of pink, and you look gorgeous. your hair rests in soft curls, styled to perfection. though, he'd pop a boner if you showed up with bed-head.
fan!gojo who gets all his merch signed by you, as he grins boyishly, a warm pinking dusting his cheeks.
fan!gojo who musters out the courage to blurt; "i love you! y— your music, i mean," stuttering over his attempted amends. too much courage, it seems.
fan!gojo who practically sighs in relief when you laugh. "yeah?" you ask, handing him his items.
"yeah," fan!gojo says, breathy. "huge fan."
you tilt your head at him, thoughtful eyes. "i can tell." fan!gojo's cute, you think. as they're heading out, you stop him, watching his brows knit in confusion.
"we can take a picture, just us," you suggest. "if you'd like."
if fan!gojo would like? fuck, yeah, he would.
fan!gojo who's beaming, waiting for the click of the camera, when you catch him off-guard — pressing a kiss to his cheek.
fan!gojo who's eyes widen, and he's sure that photo came out odd on his end, but god, he'll keep it forever.
fan!gojo who thinks his life can't get any better, but you're sliding off your bejeweled, pink bracelet and slipping it on his wrist. eyes twinkling, you wave him out.
it's not until he gets home, placing his merch back where it belongs (on what normal people would call a shrine, but fan!gojo prefers the term collection), that he notices something on his vinyl, not just a signature.
it's your number, with, right below it; for my biggest fan.
fan!gojo who's breath hitches. he's won.
get to know my satosugu
i could be a good mother
synopsis: random baby moment!!!
characters: geto, shoko, gojo
a/n: dont ask how fem reader and shoko had a baby its omegaverse ig
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GETO
the house is still wrapped in early morning silence, the kind where the birds havent called yet. the kitchen smells like butter and maple syrup, and the only sound is the soft hum of getos voice.
hes at the stove, robe hanging loosely off only shoulder, hair tied back in that bun, messy and unfairly handsome.
and beneath that robe?
a small lump, his baby, tiny, wiggly, with two bare feet poking out.
shes hugging his leg, cheek smooshed against his tricep, thumb in mouth and hugging her stuffed bunny to her belly, eye fluttering.
geto stirs pancake batter with one hand, preparing the pan with the other.
you peek into the kitchen, still in pajamas.
“shes under your robe again..” you mumble sleeply.
“mm.” he doesnt look up. “yeah.”
“why are you cooking with a baby under your robe..”
“she crawled in” he replies, droppjng the butter jn the pan. “i didnt ask questions.”
you raise an eyebrow. “youre not going to take her out?”
“shes fine, shes warm, shes not crying.” he shrugs. “im multitasking.”
a sleepy squeak comes from under his robe, followed by the softest little “dada” as she wiggles a bit.
he glances down, pulls up the robe just slightly. “you good in there, kiddo?” a muffled sigh answers him.
“shes good,” he confirms.
you try to act unimpressed, but your heart is gone. melt. you walk over and wrap your arms around his waist.
“she loves you so much,” you murmur.
“mhm.” he leans down to kiss your temple. “im warm. i feed her. im shaped like a blanket. what not to love?”
the pancake sizzles softly in the pan. your daughter shifts a little under his robe, safe and sound and not planning on moving.
geto just stirs the batter like hes done this a thousand times. like this — baby under robe, you on his hip, quiet morning light— is exactly where he was always meant to be.,
SHOKO
the first rays of sunlight shined in your room though the half opened blinds. you shifted slightly, trying not to disturb the bundle curled against your chest.
your daughter, barely six months, let out a sleeply sugh and snuggled closer
you dont remember falling asleep with her on your chest, or sleeping with a blanket on. but you had a idea of who was responsible.
footsteps padded quietly into the living room, and you smiled before even looking at who it was.
“you were asleep for like 5 years.” shoko said, her voice amused as she makes her way to the couch. she was in one of your sweaters andher shorts with a mug in her hand. “i put her there while i made breakfast for you.”
“little brat, she didnt stop crying at 5am.” (sho)
“dont be mean, she takes after yo.u” (yn)
“i, for the record, have never woken you up at 5am.” (sho)
“right.” (yn)
she rolled her eyes but doesnt argue. she leans over to kiss your cheek, then the top of the babys head,
“wanna switch? breakfast is on the table.” (sho)
“cant believe you cooked.” (yn)
“i ordered them, but i plated them nicely.” (sho)
you giggle, trying not to wake the baby. she stirred, then slowly blinked up at shoko with sleepy eyes.
“morning.” shoko whispered, her voice suddenly higher pitched and sweeter.
she scooped the baby from your arms with esse, cradling her.
the little one grabbed her hoodie, babbling nonsense, staining shokos clothes with spit in the process.
“shes already messy” shoko said.
“shell fit right in then,” you said, stretching your arms as you stood.
there wasnt any chaos this morning. no cursed spirits, mo sorcery politics. just soft footsteps in a quiet home, a baby giggling kn shokos arms, and ihop in the kitchen.
you kiss shokos lips as you passed by. “thanks for letting me sleep in”
“anytime” she murmured. “weve got all the time in the world now.”
GOJO
the sound of splashing water and giggles drifted frlm the bathrlom, drawing satoru like mouth to flame. he already had a camera in his hand, he had grabbed it on instinct the second he heard you two laughing.
he stopped in the doorway, heart squeezing at the adorable sight.
you were in the bathtub, hair in a messy bun, shoulders glistening from the water, and steam coming from the bathwater. and in your lap was his baby girl, her soft hair sticking up in every direction, cheeks round and pink, her tiny hands smacking the water.
“thats just not fair, you guys are sooo cute!” he whispered with a gron.
you glace up “satoru? is that your camera, again?
“uh huh” he said “you think i would miss this? im documenting everything.”
you let out a breathy laugh. “your not taking pictures of me in the bath”
“i absolutely am, you look like an ethereal goddess. this is gonna go in the family album, smile!”
before you could respond, your daughter squealed with a gummy smile, reaching toward him with slippery hands. water sloshed over the sides of the tub.
satoru melted on the spot.
“i mean come on,” he said, lifting the camera. “look at her. look at you. how am i supposed to not take pictures?”
he snapped a picture as you tried (and failed) to hide your face behind the baby. it came out a little blurry, a little crooked, but perfect all the same.
“alright, just one more,” he said softly, crouching down. “smile for daddy!.”
you didnt try to hide this time. you looked at him—hair damp, arm wrapped around your daughter, love written all over your face—and he pressed the shutter. click!
he lowered the camera. “im the luckiest guy in the world.”
you smiled. “we know.”
you daughter babbled something and slapped her hand against the water again, splashing both satoru.
he blinked, water dripping down his cheek. “how rude.”
you giggle. “thats what you get.”
satoru huffed, pulling off his shirt. “fine. guess im joining in.”
he climbed into the tub with the two of you.
the camera was forgotten on the bathmat.
though the picture was added to the family album.
big bathtub for a big sorcerer (gojo)
plotting evil things (doomed itafushi fanfic). also sorry guys, i went away as fuck. i forgot im a full time student with a job also. oopsie. cosplaying someone happy for a moment there. anyway... big things coming. i'm scheming.
Tough
3 puppies
when all my fav smaus writers are older than the first years so they stop writing for them
no i’m still here
don’t stop… for me
ok i lied abkut gojo
okkkk fine guys ill make a geto baby fic
*i say talking to myself*
I think megs is like gojo, easy to get drunk X"D
(time-skip au ofc, can be a pre-itfs-family XD)
talking about jjk w one of my coworkers and he says “i like the show, the gojo fan girls are just too much…”
he knows what i am…
no
i think i have assma i cannot breathe at all
THEM… it’s long overdue
ok wait shoko geto and gojo
my inspiration
okkkk fine guys ill make a geto baby fic
*i say talking to myself*
streamer au lovers come get y’all food :3
im ok
i think i have assma i cannot breathe at all
jts gettkng worst
im mitski AND yuji
pull on agar agar banner
i cannkt breathe through my mouth
i think i have assma i cannot breathe at all
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yuji x reader | masterlist
04: yns CAKE 🤤☺️☺️
a/n: yes…. i know yn still thinks of yuji as sukunas vessel but i got tired of writing it, also i updated yns ct (its in the intro!)
youve never been to a sleepover before. sure, youve seen them in movies and tv shows your mother snuck inside the clan. but you wouldnt imagine it would be like this. although sukunas vessel was the one who invited you, its not as bad as you thought
yuji grinning at you, eyes bright with excitement. “its cake time! whos gonna help me??!”
you blink. “cake?”
“yep! were making a cake!” yuji says with enthusiasm, already pulling a box of cake mix and bowls from the kitchen.
“come on, yn, youre helping too” (kugi)
you hesitate, youve never baked before. not really. but you didnt want to seem rude, and maybe itll be fine.
“okay.”
yuji hands you the cake mix and a measuring cup, his grin wide. “you just have to mix this stuff up. dont worry, its easy.”
you look at the box, reading through the instructions. It seems really easy.
theres a slight mess with the cake mix, dusting the countertop. you slightly frown at the spilled powder. its not the mess that bothers you the most, its that you can feel yuji and nobaras eyes on you.
“dont mess it up, yn.” nobara says playfully. “or yuji will cry.”
yuji glances over, raising an eyebrow in mock offense. “i wont cry.”
you dont say anything, but you feel your cheeks warm a bit from the teasing.
yuji watches you for a second, then nudges you gently. “youre doing better than me, yn. better than kugisaki but dont tell her”
“im right here?”
you mix the batter a little faster now, and when you think youre done, you hand the bowl back to yuji, who looks satisfied with your work as he pours the batter into a cake pan.
“ill take care of putting it in the oven”
“wow how cool” (kugi)
“leave me alone!” (ita)
you watch him carry the tray to the oven. as always, energetic, to the point of being infectious. and for the first time this mission, you dont feel out of place.
while the cake is baking, you return to yujis dorm, trying to get comfortable on his bed.
the smell of the cake from the kitchen started to fill the air, making you aware of how hungry you are. though you would never admit it. yuji seems determined to make this a fun night for you, talking non-stop and constantly glacing over at you.
eventually, the timer goes off, and yuji jumps excitedly. “its ready!”
you watch as he pulls the cake out of the oven, setting it on the counter, its slightly burnt. yuji still beams. “look! perfect cake!”
while the cake cools, everyone makes their way to yujis dorm again, and you find yourself going back into your previous spot on the bed. the room quiets a little as you all start to settle in for the movie.
yujis the first to sit down, he looks over at you.
“feeling alright, zenin?” he asks.
you give him a small nod. “yes”
yuji smiles at you, looking relieved. youre not sure if hes worried about you or if hes just glad youre finally starting to enjoy yourself.
the cake is brought out, and everyone takes a piece. youve never had a cake that wasnt made from scratch before, it tastes burnt, it is burnt. its not horrible. its fine.
as you eat around the extra sweet icing, yuji and nobara banter about the movie, with megumi occasionally glancing up from his phone to join on the conversation. although it was obvious he wasnt paying attention to his phone.
eventually, the cake is gone, and the movie continues.
youre starting to feel more comfortable, though you cant quite shake the feeling that youre not quite like the others.
and then, as the movie reaches the climax, your eyelids start to feel heavy. you find yourself leaning against someones shoulder.
not by choice, youre just too tired to move your head, so its not your fault.
however, your thoughts were far from relaxed. you had one mission, and you had been preparing for it. this is the perfect moment. your target, itadori yuji, had been sitting perfectly still next to you, probably none the wiser.
finish the mission
you start to wake yourself up, enough to pour yuji a drink. “are you thirsty, itadori?”
poison his drink and wait for him to fall asleep. it would be quick, and you would be gone from the campus before you were suspected.
yujis bright eyes turned toward you, and he flashed a smile. “yes, can you get me a cola?”
you hum in response.
you handed him the glass with a steady hand, your curse technique infused into the cola, and watched as he took a sip.
you were confident in your preparation, poison would take effect in just a few minutes.
as yuji drank the cola, you kept an eye on him, but your attention was drawn briefly to nobara and megumi on the futon.
“zenins acting weird, right?” nobara asked megumi in a whisper tone, though you could still hear her clearly.
“shes just being herself, probably tired.”
nobara wasnt convinced, but she didnt press the issue. “i dunno, megumi.”
you returned your attention to yuji, but something felt off. he was still drinking the cola, completely oblivious to your intentions.
his eyes didnt seem heavy, and his usual energy didnt change.
“is that normal cola?” yuji asked.
your heart skipped a beat. “what are you talking about?”
“tastes different from the ones i normally drink, and youve been staring at me like you wanted me to say something about it.”
you were silent for a moment, trying to cover up your surprise. “i-. i wasnt staring at you.”
yuji just smiled, completely unaware of the situation. “im feeling a little sleepy. i guess im just not used to the sugar in the drink.”
you blinked, confused. you had planned fkr him to fall asleep quickly after drinking the cola, but nothing was happening.
“thats weird” you thjnk to yourself, but yuji didnt seem to notice, he casually leans back against the bed frame and stretches.
“guess im just more tired tonight” he was shushed by nobara, trying to watch the movie.
you kept your eyes on him, your mind racing. how could he not be affected by the poison?
you had made sure it was potent enough. your focus was slipping.
you tried to mask your disappointment, but it was clear from your silence that your plan had failed.
of course sukunas vessel, a finger eater, would be atleast slightly immune to your poison, though you put a higher than average amount of poison.
meanwhile, yuji didnt seem to notice the interenal turmoil you were going through. he let out another yawn, clearly starting to feel drowsy, though the poison hadnt affected him.
“you alright?” yuji asked as he shifted, pulling you against his shoulder. “you look like you could use some sleep, too.”
his warmth against you caused a stange feeling to stir within you, but you didnt say anything. instead, you stayed still, letting yourself rest against him.
yujis body was still, his breath deepening as he slowly fell asleep. his arm shifted slightly, now draped across the top of the bed frame, and without thinking, you leaned into him. the warmth of his body, the soft rhythm of his breath, were all incredibly soothing, despite everything that had just occurred.
the room had grown quieter, and before long, your exhaustion began to take hold. you had failed your mission, and yet, you found yourself in a strange sense of peace you hadnt expected. you still had 2 months to complete your mission, resting wouldnt hurt.
in the background, nobara and megumi were still chatting quietly, but nobara was the first to notice the position the two of you were in. she looked over at megumi, a knowing grin on her face.
“looks like theyre asleep.”
megumi, who had been keeping an eye on the scene, just nodded and shrugged. “whatever.”
nobaga, on the other hand, couldnt help but find the situation amusing. “guess this is how its gonna be”
and so, as the night wore on, yuji slept peacefully on the couch, with you curled up beside him. neither of you noticed the subtle shift in your relationship that had just begun to form, but nobara and megumi did, and they would have a lot to say about it in the morning.
the movie had long since ended, and the only sound in the room now was the soft hum of the air conditioning.
now, yujis body had shifted, his arm draped across your back, and you subconsciously leaned into him, drifting off the sleep.
your head, by accident or not, found its way onto his bicep. the muscle of his arm beneath your head was strangely comforting. his breath slowed. and you couldnt bring yourself to pull away.
“i guess thats one way to fall asleep, huh?” nobara whispered, raising an euebrow.
megumk gave a shrug in response. “why do you care so much.”
nobara, however, couldnt contain her amusement. she walked closer, glancing down at the both of you, watching as you both slept.
you didnt stir, not even as mobara leaned in closer, carefully adjusting your positions so that you both remained cozy.
yuji, still in his deep sleep, barely moved, his face soft as he rested against his pillow, with your body nestled into his side.
nobara smirked to herself before stepping back and taking a picture, her quiet laugh echoing through the room as she whispered, “theyre gonna kill me.”
with that, she let you both sleep in peace, the soft light of the tv casting shadows across your intertwined bodies.
i could not describe what was happening so i made a diagram of when nobara sae them sleeping
yuji and yn are on a bed
yujis so ugly i CANNOT draw
ghis ch was kina buns
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yuji x reader | masterlist
04: yns CAKE 🤤☺️☺️
a/n: yes…. i know yn still thinks of yuji as sukunas vessel but i got tired of writing it, also i updated yns ct (its in the intro!)
youve never been to a sleepover before. sure you had seen them in movies and tv shows your mother snuck inside the clan. but you wouldnt imagine it would be like this. although sukunas vessel was the one who invited you, its not as bad as you thought
yuji grinning at you, eyes bright with excitement. “its cake time! whos gonna help me??!”
you blink. “cake?”
“yep! were making a cake!” yuji says with enthusiasm, already pulling a box of cake mix and bowls from the kitchen.
“come on, yn. youre helping too” (kugi)
you hesitate, youve never baked before. not really. but you didnt want to seem rude, and maybe itll be fine.
“okay.”
yuji hands you the cake mix and a measuring cup, his grin wide. “you just have to mix this stuff up. dont worry, its easy.”
you look at the box, reading through the instructions. It seems really easy.
theres a slight mess with the cake mix, dusting the countertop. you slightly frown at the spilled powder. its not the mess that bothers you the most, its that you can feel yuji and nobaras eyes on you.
“yujis gonna eat that powder off the counter.” nobara says playfully.
yuji glances over, raising an eyebrow in mock offense. “no i wont.”
yuji watches you for a second, then nudges you gently, whispering in uour ear. “i will, i lied”
“i can hear you, yknow.”
…
you think youre done. you hand the bowl back to yuji, who looks satisfied with your work as he pours the batter into a cake pan.
“ill take care of putting it in the oven”
“wow how cool” (kugi)
“leave me alone!” (ita)
you watch him carry the tray to the oven. as always, energetic, to the point of being infectious. and for the first time this mission, you dont feel out of place.
while the cake is baking, you return to yujis dorm, trying to get comfortable on his bed.
the smell of the cake from the kitchen started to fill the air, making you aware of how hungry you are. though you would never admit it. yuji seems determined to make this a fun night for you, talking non-stop and constantly glacing over at you.
eventually, the timer goes off, and yuji jumps excitedly. “its ready!”
you watch as he pulls the cake out of the oven, setting it on the counter, its slightly burnt. yuji still beams. “look! perfect cake!”
while the cake cools, everyone makes their way to yujis dorm again, and you find yourself going back into your previous spot on the bed. the room quiets a little as you all start to settle in for the movie.
yujis the first to sit down, he looks over at you.
“feeling alright, zenin?” he asks.
you give him a small nod. “yes”
yuji smiles at you, looking relieved. youre not sure if hes worried about you or if hes just glad youre finally starting to enjoy yourself.
the cake is brought out, and everyone takes a piece. youve never had a cake that wasnt made from scratch before, it tastes burnt, it is burnt. its not horrible. its fine.
as you eat around the extra sweet icing, yuji and nobara banter about the movie, with megumi occasionally glancing up from his phone to join on the conversation. although it was obvious he wasnt paying attention to his phone.
eventually, the cake is gone, and the movie continues.
youre starting to feel more comfortable, though you cant quite shake the feeling that youre not quite like the others.
as the movie reaches the climax, your eyelids start to feel heavy. you find yourself leaning against someones shoulder.
not by choice, youre just too tired to move your head, so its not your fault.
however, your thoughts were far from relaxed. you had one mission, and you had been preparing for it. this is the perfect moment. your target, itadori yuji, had been sitting perfectly still next to you, probably none the wiser.
finish the mission
you start to wake yourself up, enough to pour yuji a drink. “are you thirsty, itadori?”
poison his drink and wait for him to fall asleep. it would be quick, and you would be gone from the campus before you were suspected.
yujis eyes bright turned toward you, and he flashed a smile. “yeah, can you get me a cola?”
you hum in a response.
you handed him the glass with a steady hand, your cursed poison infused into the cola, and watched as he took a sip.
you were confident in your preparation, poison would take effect in just a few minutes.
as yuji drank the cola, you kept an eye on him, but your attention was drawn briefly to nobara and megumi on the futon.
“zenins acting weird, right?” nobara asked megumi in a whisper tone, though you could still hear her clearly.
“shes just being herself, probably tired.”
nobara wasnt convinced, but she didnt press the issue. “i dunno, megumi.”
you returned your attention to yuji, but something felt off. he was still drinking the cola, completely oblivious to your intentions.
his eyes didnt seem heavy, and his usual energy didnt change.
“is that normal cola?” yuji asked.
your heart skipped a beat. “what are you talking about?”
“tastes different from the ones i normally drink, and youve been staring at me like you wanted me to say something about it.”
you were silent for a moment, trying to cover up your surprise. “i-. i wasnt staring at you.”
yuji just smiled, like always. “im feeling a little sleepy. i guess im just not used to the sugar in the drink.”
you blinked, confused. you had planned fkr him to fall asleep quickly after drinking the cola, but nothing was happening.
“thats weird” you thjnk to yourself, but yuji didnt seem to notice, he casually leans back against the bed frame and stretches.
“guess im just more tired tonight” he was shushed by nobara, trying to watch the movie.
you kept your eyes on him, your mind racing. how could he not be affected by the poison?
you had made sure it was potent enough. your focus was slipping.
you tried to mask your disappointment, but it was clear from your silence that your plan had failed.
of course sukunas vessel, a finger eater, would be atleast slightly immune to your poison, though, you put a higher than average amount of poison.
meanwhile, yuji didnt seem to notice the interenal turmoil you were going through. he let out another yawn, clearly starting to feel drowsy, and its most likely from the time.
“you alright?” yuji mumbled as he shifted, pulling you against his shoulder. “you look like you could use some sleep, too.”
his warmth against you caused a stange feeling within you, but you didnt say anything. instead, you stayed still, letting yourself rest against him.
yujis body was still, his breath deepening as he slowly fell asleep. his arm shifted slightly, now draped across the top of the bed frame, and without thinking, you leaned into him. the warmth of his body, the soft rhythm of his breath, were all incredibly soothing, despite everything that had just occurred.
the room had grown quieter, and before long, your exhaustion began to take hold. you had failed your mission, and yet, you found yourself in a strange sense of peace you hadnt expected. you still had two months to complete your mission, resting wouldnt hurt.
in the background, nobara and megumi were still chatting quietly, but nobara was the first to notice the position the two of you were in. she looked over at megumi, a knowing grin on her face.
“looks like theyre asleep.”
megumi, who had been keeping an eye on the scene, just nodded and shrugged. “whatever.”
nobaga, on the other hand, couldnt help but find the situation amusing. “guess this is how its gonna be”
and so, as the night wore on, yuji slept peacefully on the couch, with you curled up beside him. neither of you noticed the subtle shift in your relationship that had just begun to form, but nobara and megumi did, and they would have a lot to say about it in the morning.
the movie had long since ended, and the only sound in the room now was the soft hum of the air conditioning.
now, yujis body had shifted, his arm draped across your back, and you subconsciously leaned into him, drifting off the sleep.
your head, by accident or not, found its way onto his bicep. the muscle of his arm beneath your head was strangely comforting. his breath slowed. and you couldnt bring yourself to pull away.
“i guess thats one way to fall asleep, huh?” nobara whispered, raising an euebrow.
megumk gave a shrug in response. “why do you care so much.”
nobara, however, couldnt contain her amusement. she walked closer, glancing down at the both of you, watching as you both slept.
you didnt stir, not even as mobara leaned in closer, carefully adjusting your positions so that you both remained cozy.
yuji, still in his deep sleep, barely moved, his face soft as he rested against his pillow, with your body nestled into his side.
nobara smirked to herself before stepping back and taking a picture, her quiet laugh echoing through the room as she whispered, “theyre gonna kill me.”
with that, she let you both sleep in peace, the soft light of the tv casting shadows across your intertwined bodies.
i could not describe what was happening so i made a diagram of when nobara sae them sleeping
yuji and yn are on a bed
yujis so ugly i CANNOT draw
ghis ch was kina buns
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megumi babysitting ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )
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youre joking, right?
in which: you prank them for april fools… hehe
with: toji, shoko, megumi, geto, gojo, yuuji
main masterlist
i forgot i had free will
fuck tumblr i can’t answer your ask
tumble is so incompetent
Good boy!