20 She/her, lowk call me anything, black, indigenous (mattaponi) a little white, I love jjk, and I love people, ALL people, dni if you spread hate 🇵🇸🇸🇩🇳🇬 ✝️
intro: hi, I recently started creating for jjk and am taking requests, if you have anything you want, want me to tag you in any posts, like something, have advice or just wanna talk, dm me , comment or click ask me anything and I will respond to you within the day as best I can
DNI, gen ai users, racists, misogynists, sexists, zionists, maga and/or ice supporters, and anyone who hates people for race, religion, skin color, sex, sexuality, disabilities, etc.
my masterlist has smaus, drabbles and mini series for mahito (a lot of mahito), Yuji, megumi, Gojo, Uraume, Sukuna, Yaga, Choso, Geto, and regrettably…yuta
DO NOT REQUEST ANYTHING SUGGESTIVE WITH MINORS PLEASE I WILL DEFINITELY NOT WRITE THAT
mahito
• mahito in love with a human girl (headcanons)
• mahito moodboard
•mahito using transfigured humans to show love to an equally deranged fem!reader
•mahito x partner in crime!reader
•texts between you and mahito
stalker!mahito (always ok to request more)
•stalker!mahito helps you deal with catcalling from an ex
•is it bad I think he’s pretty?-part two
mahito x vessel!reader (mini series or possible series if you all like it)
• part 1/intro
•Stitches
yuji
•yuji instagram posts and moodboard
ANGST ANGST ANGST
•after every eclipse, the sun and the moon must drift apart
happy ending version
megumi
•megumi instagram posts and moodboard
Gojo
•you and gojo’s instagram stories
•more smau and posts
My side of the Gojoverse
•dad!gojo x mom!reader
•you, dad!Gojo and Megumi’s instagram posts
Sukuna
You and sukuna’s instagram and texts
URAUME!
•uraume x sick!reader
Geto
•you and geto’s instagram stories
Choso
•you and choso’s instagram stories!!
yuta…
•you and yuta’s instagram stories
Masamichi Yaga
•father figure!Yaga x student!reader
REQUESTS EMPTYY, I LOVE YALL DONT BE SCARED TO REQUEST
Comment or request to be tagged, if you are a frequent commenter I will probably tag you in the kind of posts you like! Other characters are definitely welcome I just have pretty much only gotten mahito requests so far!
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brokeback mountain, my own private Idaho, dead poets society, the talented mr ripley, scream
2. one character that describes you?
todd anderson,,, 😢
3. favorite song at the moment?
in the aeroplane over the sea – neutral milk hotel
4. all time favorite album?
grace – jeff buckley
5. favorite fruit?
apples who could have guessed
6. favorite time of day?
morning!!!
Okyes ummm i’m sorry these are kind of boring questions but hi guys @jealousguy-blue @apocolypticvamp @googoomeister @jakegyllenhaalsteeth/@teeth-sucker @trentreznorsbutthole @ziggysbolterxx @viansparkles @becausetheyaremyshoes2 @noodlezxy @fatboytitstoucher @dannyelfmanstattos @freakyolivelady ,,, anyone else who wants to join,,,
Aladdin (the live action), Lego Batman (not in a I’m Batman way, in an obsessed with literal puns and quick sarcasm way) the avatar trilogy! Especially fire and ash because I watched it in 4dx and got thrown out of my seat
Character that describes me:
Shoko from jjk, I guess just in the way she l’s treated and her relationship with Gojo and Geto,
Favorite song at the moment:
ummm, right now I’m really enjoying Siddhartha and This And Not Some Other Way by Jesse Welles, as well (haha well) as one of my all time fav Laufey songs California and Me
All time favorite album:
Bewitched: The Goddess Edition (me too kissmet!) Everything I know about Love, Grace by Jeff Buckley and Masks Off by Jesse Welles
Favorite food:
Wait this is hard, probably between sushi, pollo Yucatán (it’s like arroz con pollo) and artichoke hearts (I know guys)
Favorite time of day:
Whenever I’m with my best friend honestly, and the Caseoh stream hours (for me it’s 10 pm-2 am)
I finally have WiFi again after being at sea for a few days and I have hundreds of tumblr notifications so i am really sorry if it looked like I ignored you 😭😭
The bedroom is entirely silent, illuminated only by the warm glow of the bedside lamp on his side of the bed. It’s late, well past midnight, and Sukuna’s propped up against the pillows in nothing but boxers, holding a book open in his right hand, completely at ease, while the other is trapped beneath your weight.
Sprawled shamelessly across his side, your cheek pressed right over his ribs, you let your body go limp while your mind refuses to follow suit. Restlessness creeps in, your thoughts racing in circles, dredging up problems just for the sake of having something to gnaw on. The silence makes your thoughts feel way too loud, twisting a thin, ridiculous thread of worry out of nothing at all.
Your eyes drift over the page of his book without taking in a single word, and before you can stop yourself, the question tumbles out into the dim room, your voice barely above a whisper and oddly hesitant.
"You ever think I'm too clingy? Like... you ever wish I gave you more space?"
Sukuna freezes beneath your cheek, every muscle going rigid. After a moment, he drops his book onto the nightstand, tilting his head down, crimson eyes blown wide with pure, flat-out bewilderment. He stares at you, genuinely trying to figure out if he heard you right, like you’ve suddenly started speaking a completely foreign language.
"What the fuck kind of question is that?" he asks, his gravelly voice dropping into a low, stunned rumble that cuts right through the quiet air. He shifts under you, eyebrow cocked, shooting you a look like you’ve just sprouted horns. "Where the hell is this coming from? Who put that stupid shit in your head?"
"Dunno," you mumble, heat creeping up your cheeks as the words hang in the air, sounding even more absurd now that they’re out. Your fingers fidget with a stray thread on the duvet, eyes glued to the fabric. "My brain’s just being an asshole tonight."
A deep, exasperated scoff rumbles out of your husband, but the tightness in his jaw softens almost immediately, replaced by a raw, unguarded fondness that settles over his face.
“Woman, have you been paying attention to me at all these past few years? Seriously, think for one fucking second, idiot." The command comes out rough, but there’s no bite to it, just a lot of tired fondness. He jerks his chin at the bed, making you actually look at the state of things. "Look at you. You’re basically glued to my side, I can’t even move my damn arm. You’re in my shirt, you stole my socks, and your freezing-ass hand is between my thighs. If I wanted space, trust me, you’d be on the floor."
A tiny, involuntary giggle slips out of you, but he’s not finished. His hand squeezes your waist as he shifts beneath you just enough to remind you how much bigger he is.
“I’m a grown-ass man. I’m stronger than you,” he goes on, his voice rumbling right through his chest and into your cheek. "If I wanted to move, I'd move. But you? You’re glued to me every fucking day, stealing my personal space since day one. You climb on me when I’m trying to read, treat me like a mattress—and I never stop you. Ever think that’s because I want you there?”
His hand comes up, large and rough, calloused fingers curling gently beneath your chin, tipping your face toward his. Shadows flicker across his features, but his eyes lock onto yours with a fierce, protective devotion that knocks the breath right out of you.
“I agreed to that stupid ‘hear me out’ cake just to hear you laugh,” he rumbles, shaking his head, and at last, a wide grin splits his face. “I drove across the city so you could look at ducks. Does that sound like a man who wants less of you? Your brain’s being a dick. Tell it to shut up.”
“…fair,” you admit quietly, and the heavy, tangled knot of overthinking in your chest finally starts to unravel under the weight of his logic.
“Actually, hold the fuck on,” Sukuna growls, moving from underneath you to lean over you, completely wrapping you in his bulk. “You think you’re the clingy one?”
Caught completely off guard by the sudden intensity in his voice, you blink up at him.
“I call you every fucking day, or you’d forget to eat,” he starts, not giving you a chance to interrupt, his eyes locking onto yours. "Started doing that stupid skincare with you. Hid roses around the apartment just so you’d smile all day. Crawled under a fucking car because you wanted a cat. I panic if you’re not in bed, can’t fall back asleep till you’re back in my arms. Let you tank my fucking CS rank ‘cause apparently you gotta touch my arm every six seconds. And you think I want more space? You think I’d still be here doing all that shit if you were too much for me?”
You stay completely silent, your mouth parting slightly as you stare at him, your heart hammering against your ribs from the weight of everything he’s just said. He, on the other hand, is looking at you like you’re absolutely hopeless.
“Use your goddamn brain, woman,” Sukuna murmurs with a crooked grin, his deep voice thick with fondness. “Who’s actually clingy in this relationship? I’ve been chasing after you for years…” He trails off, clicks his tongue, then reluctantly admits, “…like a fucking idiot.”
Whatever heavy, stupid fog was clouding your mind finally lifts, swept away by a rush of pure warmth. A bright smile breaks across your face as your hands slide up his bare chest, arms winding tight around his neck to pull him down into a deep, lingering kiss.
Sukuna lets out a satisfied chuckle against your lips as he pulls back just slightly, crimson eyes gleaming with mischief. "Understood?"
A breathless laugh escapes you, your chest still fluttery with relief. "Yeah. Thanks, Kuna." You kiss him again, softer this time, lips lingering on his. When you pull away, you can’t help but smile, teasing, "And it’s definitely you."
He groans, dropping his head onto your shoulder with a dramatic sigh. "Don’t start, brat."
a/n: okay, so this happened because someone asked me to write about insecurities, and that ask somehow sent me down a completely different rabbit hole. i started thinking about the difference between insecurities and your brain just deciding to be an absolute asshole for one evening and… well, this happened.
dunno, maybe it's because my previous adhd meds used to make me overthink once they wore off, and it'd always be the most ridiculous stuff i'd never question in a million years otherwise.
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post shibuya!yuji x depressed!reader requested by @silvermayshapeshifting and work of @silentfriday, please do not steal or feed into ai
perm tags: @tescobigb0y
tw: shibuya incident, Yuta okkotsu mention (I’m sorry, I know), suicidal themes, angst with a happy ending (at least this time)
“It’s okay, baby, we’re safe now, nobody and nothing can separate us now that the worst of it is over,” you assured him, daring to smile for the first time since before.
After Yuta had killed him, it had been as if the world plunged into darkness, you had felt it without anyone telling you, it was like half of your soul was consumed by the void, you gripped the only sword Gojo had failed to hide from you, pressing the narrow blade against your throat, taking shallow breaths as tears slid down to its hilt. As if he, too, felt it, Megumi broke through the door, discarding the weapon himself and telling you it was urgent, that something, someone, needed your immediate attention..
If anything, you were glad to be there to see him cry, to rub his back as he released all of his guilt, only for it to transform into anguish. Your sweet boy, the sunshine in your life, he really believed it was all his fault, something that you, too delt with at times.
Had it been anyone else, they would have gone about it differently, but it wasn’t… it was you, and while you could barely manage your own feelings, you knew his far better. You let him hold onto you as you whispered the truth into his ear. The truth of who he was, not the malevolent entity inside him, he was a boy who risked his life on the daily for others, who performed impossible tasks just to help one person, beloved by his classmates and adored by his brother.
With each mention of those who truly did love him, his shoulders raised and he held you a little differently, less like you were holding him together, and more like he was repaying the favor. You smiled again as he brushed his lips along your forehead, your temple, your nose, your cheek, anywhere he could think of to say “thank you” in the purest form possible.
Eventually, you ended up laying against the back of the couch with him laying on you, letting you scratch his scalp and talk to him about whatever you could think of to soothe his mind, you wanted to tell him the good news, about all who had survived from shibuya, but every survivor carries the souls of a hundred more who didn’t, a hundred more who he still blames himself for.
Somewhere along the way, he realized, in classic Yuji fashion, that you, who sat here with him and cared for him so gently were struggling yourself, while he cried about what he had done, you stayed silent about what you had witnessed. He sat up quickly, halfway startling you, and just looked at you, he took in your tired eyes, the stains laced around your tear ducts, the bitten lips, and the scars, the ones that broke his heart ever since you were first brave enough to show him..
“Did you fight a lot growing up? Your scars are cool!” , he said, you looked at him in confusion, as if trying to decipher whether he was serious or not.
He had asked Gojo the next day, who stared at him in a way that would seem threatening had he not known him, “Yuji, why don’t you go ask again? But please, be gentle about it, if it’s a sensitive topic, drop it”
It was then that he understood the intensity of the situation, he was horrifically angry at himself for being so stupid, for always assuming the best possible thing to be the truth, when he found you again and explained himself (as well as about an hour and a half of apologizing) he caught himself tearing up as you told him how you loved “his beautiful mind” and the way he thought about things.
You always did know what to say, even when you were supposed to be the one upset.
“Yu? Everything okay, honey, why are you looking at me like that?” He blinked as if free from being under a spell and leaned in close to you, “I’m so proud of you” he said, eyes growing wet. “What? Of me, what did i do?”
“Baby, you’re still here, you’re still kind, and gentle and so beautiful, and you’re still pouring out your love for others, for me, just like always” his words seemed to open the floodgates of your eyelids as you let him hold you and rock you against him “You’ve given me a million reasons to love you, and I won’t sleep until I’ve returned it a hundredfold”
He told the truth, and as you lay there you wondered how different things would have been if you had succeeded…
Never sent a req for Mahito before but ykw, can I pls get Stalker Mahito noticing y/n is sleep deprived, and deciding to sneak melatonin or smth into their tea without them noticing pls? No kidnappin or anythin lol, just Mahito carin for y/n! Tyyy!!
(almost 3am where im at QwQ)
of course! I was thinking about doing some more for stalker mahito yesterday, and was wondering what I should do for him, thank you so much for the idea and for taking time to send a request!
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When you get this, list your five favorite songs atm and send this ask to at least 10 people in your notifs! (No pressure!)
Hello!!! Thank you for the ask!! Sorry for the delay, sleep has been a fuck as of late.
Currentlyyyyy.... hm.
Centipede Legs by Luluyam
Lake Pontchartrain by Ludo
fuckin....... Jim Bob. by Hardy.
Maphra's cover of Doomed by Bring Me The Horizon
TOUBOU by DUSTCELL
\o/ yayayayayay~ thank you i love these things. Let me open up my notifs... I think I'm gunna ping instead of sending asks due to being kind of insane right now c:
@static-static @ikemenomegas @demonic-silver-and-gold @featheredcrowbabbles @hemostatiquesheep @moonofmercury @junipersheart @forgotten-dustbunny @bagofdrymice @fipsthegreat
