still learning

Won't write:

Frat AUs//College or University AUs//Marvel or DC comics AUs

Bimbo//ditsy//airhead reader or girlfriend, Nerd!Characters

Student X Teacher//Incest

Fics using the nicknames Kuna, Guru, Gumi or Toru

Toge Inumaki using riceball ingredient speak

Not taking requests for multi-chapter fics

Collaborative writing projects

Will write:

Fluff//smut//romance//angst

Headcanons and oneshots for most characters from Jujutsu Kaisen, Chainsaw Man, Witch Hat Atelier, and Apothecary Diaries (That have been featured in the anime, my Manga collection is small and incomplete)

Drabbles

If unsure just ask! There may be dos and donts not mentioned here

he let you, permitted you to touch him and rest your cheek on his shoulder. "So warm." You slurred, eyes shutting.

"Just don't fall asleep on me, yeah?" Amusement made itself evident on his face in spite of his best efforts. "No, 'course not." You mumbled. "No throwing up either." He added, adjusting you to keep you from sliding off. "Couldn't puke on you, you're so pretty."

He chuckled as he heard your drunk words, uttered in an almost sleepy tone. It was almost cute, compared to your normal composure. "Am I?"

"Well duh. I like you way too much to think you're ugly. You're perfect." Your face turned, breathing in his cologne. "And tall. And nice. And funny." A deep breath from you, then a sigh that sent shivers through him. "It's why I love you." And with a final declaration, he feels you slump against his side, properly asleep. The tab is closed, your coat and purse gathered before he scooped you up and carried you to his car. His heart pounded in his chest, threatening to break free and run about each time he caught a glimpse of you in the rear view. Satoru took you home to your apartment, using the key you gave him for emergencies to enter and take you to your room. As he pulled the covers over you, he couldn't help himself from whispering lowly, lips nearly to your ear, "I love you too."

○ Suguru Geto ○

While not a stranger to having his senses clouded by drinking, you took it a fair bit further than he would while at a get-together. The night had devolved from conversation, to dancing, to you lying on two floor cushions at the same table as him. "Are you feeling like going to sleep?" He leaned over and peered down. "No. Rather stay." You uttered drowsy. A smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as he looks down to see you half curled up.

"No one will be upset if you do." Suguru hummed.

"Right, but then I wouldn't get to be with you." You stretched a bit, ultimately settling on your back. "Handsome." You smiled to yourself.

"I think your drinks are talking right now." He chuckled just barely, sipping from his own glass.

"No." You replied breathily, still lying down. "No you've always been that way. And...I don't need to drink to think it." Your words made him raise his brows, and so Suguru inched over until he was just a few inches from where you were resting your head. "Is that all you think?"

You gazed up, pupils blown wide. "I think I like you, Geto."

"Suguru." He quickly corrected, feeling heat rush to his cheeks under your gaze. "I think you need to head to bed before you end up with a cricked neck."

His attempts to get you to grasp his hand and pull yourself up proved futile, so he bent and scooped you up, only to be again dismayed when you stubbornly refused to stand. So he carried you back to your room, keeping his gaze fixed straight ahead as you mumbled. "You're so strong." Your voice wavered. "But you're gentle too, y'know." A drunk giggle escaped you as he laid you down. "It's what makes you so irresistible." He wanted to kiss your reddened face until all his mind could think was the sound of your laughter, but he simply paused, leaning over you for a second. "Dream about that, then. Alright?"

○ Kento Nanami ○

You're sensible enough that Kento actually agreed to come along to the outing, having figured that you were not the sort to end up intoxicated after barely an hour of drinking. But here he was after all, exhausted after his work, a single hand resting on your back to keep you from sliding off the barstool you occupied while sipping something artificially colored through a straw. Every time your eyes met you started giggling like a teenager, and he had to fret over keeping you steady once again.

"I can't imagine what you find funny." He sighed, lifting his glass of scotch on the rocks, which was nearly melted from being nursed all evening.

"Nothing." You insisted, nearly tipping over your glass.

"Care to explain why you can't keep a straight face before I call you a cab?"

"You're just being such a gentleman." You rested your cheek on your palm, gazing at him with unfocused eyes. "Like you always are."

"Then allow me another act of chivalry." He slid the glass out of your reach in a single, smooth motion.

"Spoilsport." You sighed. "I was right about what I was thinking, you would be a good husband. Responsible, but nice too a handsome gentleman."

Any words he had escaped him, and he spent the elective cab ride to his apartment in silence. By the time he arrived, you were asleep, and in no state to be driven home alone. He settled you into his bed and took the couch, where he found himself laying awake, staring at the ceiling.

○ Ryomen Sukuna ○

Sukuna watched you grow steadily intoxicated for the spent of the banquet, until people broke off into groups to chat and you wobbled over to him, dropping onto a cushion without a modicum of grace. "Nice party." You managed. "You seem to be taken with the sake." He replied, sending you into a fit of low chuckles.

"So I am." The grin stayed on your face as you reached for more, but only succeeded in toppling several dishes with the drag of your sleeves. "Shit." You sighed.

"Good gods, woman, how much have you had?" His brows knitting together as he looked down at the spilled food.

"Yes." You murmured, leaning your head down to rest on the table. "You know, you look nicer from down here."

"As opposed to?" His face turned towards you, eyes moving just slightly up and down.

"You were looking very stern a minute ago when I came over. Now you look all handsome again."

He schooled his expression, refraining from choking at your sudden praise. "You're deluded from all that drink, now."

"No, no." You shook your head. "No, I've been certain for a while. You're so....appealing. Even when you're mad. Just...not at me." Another laugh.

His chest felt strange, as did his mind, brain and heart conspired against him as he watched you lay in your rice wine stupor before calling over Uraume to ensure that you're returned back to your chambers safely, away from the many prying eyes and straying hands of the banquet guests. Though later, he stopped at your door and looked in on your sleeping form. "Foolish woman." He uttered to none but himself, though the way his subconscious took delight in your words certainly didn't make him feel wise. Not when the lingering scent of your perfume felt as though it could drive him mad.

In your hand sat the brush, gripped uncertainly by your fingers while your brain tried to reason where to begin. The ends, of course, but you didn't know if you ought to start with the back, or a piece framing her face.

"Do not keep delaying, or I shall find a better way to occupy my time." She adjusted her posture.

"I'll start, Power. I'm just...figuring this out."

"Figuring it out? 'Tis only the brushing of hair, you do so frequently."

You did, and she poked her head in to try and hurry you along often. However, you worried that if you tried to brush the knot out of her hair without care you'd take her whole scalp with it. "Alright, I'll start. Sit still." You worked through the very bottom inch at the back. A few shirt brushstrokes passed through, then caught on the tangle. As expected, she hissed.

"You harm me, wench!" One hand shot up to clutch at the back of her head.

"I just snagged it, it wasn't intentional." You waited, dropping the hair until her hand slowly lowered, and she twisted her torso to glare back at you. "I'm sorry." You added.

"I'll forgive this transgression." She decided, settling back down.

"Generous." You returned to her hair, grasping it a few inches above where you brushed.

"You can be quite coarse, in spite of how topknot discusses you." She spoke after a moment spent in silence.

Her words made you pause, fingers still holding a strand of faint pink. "He discusses me, does he?"

"Indeed, he does. Usually when he intends to lecture me about how your mortal fragility cannot withstand my boldness and strength."

"Ah." A smile crept onto your face. So he told the kids to be nice to you when they were with him. It was sweet, in his specific way. "Sounds tedious to deal with."

"Unimaginably so." She gave something like a nod while fidgeting in her seat. "He gawks as well, when your attention remains elsewhere."

"He gawks?" Your brows raised while your fingers ran through a newly detangled strand of her hair.

"Indeed he does. Like a canine pup. 'Tis sickening." She turned and looked over you briefly. "Now make haste, I grow bored of your dragging this out."

"When you say he stares like a puppy-" you brushed through the length of her hair, watching the smooth glide.

"He is lovesick." She stated, clearly overwhelmed with distaste. "And he says he shall declare it."

"Oh." A funny feeling bloomed in your chest, something ridiculously light - butterflies. You thought him mostly indifferent. A work acquaintance you got along with well, who saw you as a friend and nothing more. But if he were going so far as to talk about it with his trainees...

"You're finished, yes?" She grunted, making you nod.

"All done." You passed her a hand mirror, which she snatched.

"It's suitable. All shall look upon. My composure and know fear." She made faces at herself in the mirror."

"You're welcome, Power." You spoke quietly as your mind stirred.

"Indeed." She grinned. "You shall confront topknot then, yes? Demand he state his feelings?"

"I think I'll let him say it. No need to rush." You snickered at her eagerness.

She let out a loud groan of annoyance and rolled her eyes. "You foolish mortals drag out everything."

○ Shoko Ieiri ○

Given that she's a trained medical professional, she notices the signs and knows what might bring it on. So if you've overworked yourself, or there's been stress, she's already prepared to comfort you and see you through. "I'll be right here, it's alright." Her phone is turned off, work is set aside, and she brings tons of options for hydration and liquid calories, when you can't stand the thought of a heavy meal. There's not a symptom that could truly gross her out or shock, so she remains a much needed calm and capable presence. Reassures you while she brings you drinks or broth, or positions your pillows to cradle your tired body and finally allow some comfortable rest. Refrains from having her cigarettes around you, to avoid adding to your discomfort. She stays up after you fall asleep, holding your hand and wracking her mind thinking of ways to try and help you.

○ Utahime Iori ○

Utahime is better at helping you overcome mental blocks, but she tries, to her credit. She does what you ask, whether it's helping you to adjust, getting you food or your medication, or just staying at your side. If she does need to leave, it's very brief, and she'll be back with well wishes from nearly everyone you know and something to ease your pain. In the evenings she'll help you with your hair, braiding it to keep it from tangling while you relax. She reads something in bed, narrating softly to fill the silence until your eyes shut, and your breathing reaches a familiar rhythm. As you rest, she keeps close, her own sleep interrupted by worries. The following day she wakes you up with food, morning medication, and has some kind of a routine planned out for you, something to lift your spirits. "We can sit outside for a bit, the weather is beautiful."

○ Yuki Tsukumo ○

Yuki has little experience with it herself, but she's quick to catch onto your needs without you having to specify or ask much at all. She holds your chin to brush your teeth, washes your hair in the sink, conditions and dries it too. For meals, she gets whatever you want, even if it means cutting up an slice of pizza into tiny, easy to chew bites and staying at the table for the whole time to keep you from feeling rushed. She likes to give you things to look forward to when you return to feeling like yourself, a concert, a day trip, a special date - something to keep your mind off the pain you're stuck with. As your medication and the rest begin to ease your symptoms, she's the first to point out your progress, with a proud but not patronizing tone. "You're doing great, baby." But she's not pushy, either, and waits to insist on am adventure until you feel ready.

○ Kirara Hoshi ○

At the first sign of a flare-up, Kirara is off to the store and, you're awoken later by her dumping out a full bag of medicine, ice packs, a hot water bottle and various snacks and sweets you enjoy. "The pharmacist said you could try this with your meds." She returns with a cool glass of water and tablets she purchased for you, prompting you to drink. When you've had water, meds, and a cup of soup, she puts on your favorite show to watch together, sliding under the covers with you. She lends you hair clips to keep the unruly pieces from your face while you watch, insisting they suit you. When your day winds down, she brings you the final medications and a hot water bottle to soothe any aches. You catch her looking at medical journals on your condition when she thinks you're asleep.

○ Toji Fushiguro ○

He's not too much of a cat person, but is convinced that someone like yourself could only train up a very well behaved pet. So when you suggest seeing how your cat does in his apartment, he allows it. He wishes that he did not. She's not poorly behaved in the sense that some people might think, she uses her litter box, doesn't scratch his furniture, and has left a remarkably small amount of hair around the place. But she's straight from hell, he's convinced. Nearly took his eye out on the first day after jumping at him. He is her single target for hatred, in spite of all his peace offerings in the form of wet food, treats, and toys. "What would she do that for?" You frowned when you spotted the scratches. "Because she's trying to murder me, that's it."

○ Hiromi Higuruma ○

He reaches down to pet your cat when he first sees him staring up. He looks friendly, of course, with bright eyes and a fluffy coat. But he swears that he nearly lost a finger from the instant, vicious clawed attack the feline responds with. He has to run and get bandaids on his way home so he isn't in court wearing the brightly colored ones you offered. It happens twice more before he finally, very politely requests that the door be shut so the cat cannot inflicted further injury. Even so, when you do forget to usher the little one away during Hiromi's visits, he gets nipped or swiped around his ankles before you scoop up a suddenly angelic feline creature and carry him away from your boyfriend. "He's very... picky, isn't he?"

○ Naoya Zenin ○

His marriage is completely perfect, save for one small thing. The cat. She hisses and scratches at him, and only him. Everyone else gets ignored, and you get the sweeter, affectionate side that makes you fawn over her. If you did not love her so dearly he would banish the hellish thing from the house entirely, but he's convinced that if he did, you leave him immediately. So he winds up with scratches that fade to tiny little scars all over his arms, ankles- really anywhere. She got his neck one night while burying herself with curling up in bed with you. Because apparently it was no longer his bed. Or his room or his house or woman. All belonged to the cat. "Bastard." He mutters in her vague direction when you aren't around to baby her.

○ Suguru Geto ○

Suguru is a cat person, and enthusiastic when you suggest spending the day at your place. He's heard and seen all about your furry friend, but though he's used to carefully approaching reserved little animals he still gets a claw to the hand when he tries petting her. He tries speaking softly, looking away, giving her distance, but it's all in vain. He still gets nipped at, scratched, and hissed at. Even when he isn't touching you or the cat. She won't even take treats from him, so he reluctantly sits off in an armchair or across the table from where the cat is purring on your lap or feet, band-aids on his hands from the war wounds she inflicted. When she finally leaves, he sighs in relief that the feline mama's girl has left at last. "Maybe we ought to give her some space, next time."

○ Kento Nanami ○

Nanami isn't much for animals, but he's never had trouble getting a cat or dog to warm up to him, with much effort. In fact, your cat seemed very much like he'd be the same, simply watching from the side as you welcomed Kento in and showed him to your couch. The sweet facade ended the moment you stepped out to fetch drinks, though, and he soon found himself scratched up his arm. You looked on in disbelief when you returned. "He scratched you?" You looked down with confusion on your face. And of course, under your gentle hand, the perpetrator accepted gentle scratches and lifted his head for pets. But when you were off to the restroom he stretched and made for Nanami again, who ended up knocking on the door in search of a bandage. "I don't believe he and I get along."

○ Ryomen Sukuna ○

Sukuna doesn't oppose when you move your cat into his home, after hearing so much of her docile, sweet behavior. What he doesn't expect is a little demon from hell that hooks her claws into his flesh when he leans in to kiss you. "What was that for?" You chastised as you moved her away. He glares unimpressed, the feline glares back, her eyes looking the same. And he soon comes to expect it, especially when he approaches you. When you aren't around she stares at him from corners with shocking menace for a thing weighing barely ten pounds. "Consider yourself lucky that she loves you, beast. Otherwise I'd have you catching cellar mice." He mutters in the direction of her displeased eyes.

○ Suguru Geto ○

Suguru can cook fairly well. Most likely he learned at home, and kept it up throughout his life. Cooks for his girls often and has a solid repertoire of simple meals that he's mastered. Nothing that's elaborate, though

○ Kento Nanami ○

He's not terrible at cooking, but he doesn't do it very often because he's almost always working. He makes simple meals, preps a few work lunches ahead of time, and can manage a pretty solid omelet or pasta dish. Defaults to a rice cooker a lot. Makes a decent amount of healthy food

○ Ryomen Sukuna ○

Yes, he can cook. The majority of his skills lie in preparing meat, and he can butcher and prepare anything from various red meats to poultry and fish. He wouldn't eat a plate of slop but I think he'd care most about preparing the meat and less about sides

○ Toji Fushiguro ○

Toji can cook. Sort of. He's no world class chef or anything, but he can get by without setting anything on fire. Mostly basic foods. A 'rice with soy sauce and egg on top' warrior. Adds a few extra toppings to instant noodles

○ Choso Kamo ○

Choso absolutely can cook but doesn't really make decadent foods. Meals heavier on the veggies with a some kind of sauce are his go to. He eats basic foods if he's cooking for himself, and puts in more effort when cooking for others

○ Hiromi Higuruma ○

His best accomplishment was making Miso soup from scratch. But he really doesn't cook food often, and chooses to buy things or go out for food. He can follow a recipe well enough, though it might fall short aesthetic-wise

○ Naoya Zenin ○

Cooking is menial and beneath him. So simplistic a toddler could do it. So he wouldn't even try because it would be too easy. Definitely. He's just eating the maid's food because he deserves to be cooked for. He definitely hasn't burnt food to a charred state or anything

○ Shoko Ieiri ○

Shoko can boil noodles and follow the direction for using a rice cooker or a microwave. She's a busy lady and prefers to expend energy on other things, so she consumes the easiest possible foods to prepare or treats herself to food out

○ Utahime Iori ○

She can cook well, and might even go as far as to make foods for people she actually likes. Is eating a normal amount of food and has a well-balanced diet, save for her alcohol consumption

○ Yuki Tsukumo ○

Yuki can cook, and does so occasionally, but she has no great passion for it. So she's not making complicated dishes that take hours to prepare or living to experiment with new recipes.

○ Kirara Hoshi ○

When she does cook, she's normally trying things she found on recipe blogs or social media pages. But she isn't in the habit of making three square meals a day and doesn't really wish to

○ Kenjaku ○

Can. Does not. Gets it somewhere instead.

○ Uraume ○

○ Satoru Gojo ○

Gojo's hurrying to you the second he realizes what you're going through, ready to supply you with something light and easy to digest and as much water as he can convince you to drink. "You're alright." He utters after getting you to finish a second glass of water, half trying to convince himself. "Think a hot bath would help?" He hopes you'll agree, but understands when you don't. "Don't worry about it. Just relax. And tell me if you need anything, alright? Just say the word. I'll fly it in if I have to." He knows he can't cure you, and he doesn't try, even if he wishes he could command a miracle to happen. You are one of the few things he'll throw away plans for, the most cherished by far. Your pain must be soothed, or at the very least, lessened.

○ Suguru Geto ○

Suguru is no stranger to the very worst of the human experience, but the cruelty you have to live through reaches new heights. When he knows you're having a flare up, he holds you close, mindful not to put pressure upon inflamed, pained joints. He's there for you, through every single symptom. From snot-faced crying to vomiting, none of it is 'too gross' for him to handle, he simply ensures everything, including you, has been cleaned, and returns his attention to providing you with comfort. In the evening, after a long day of trying to fight through your symptoms, he's there as you collapse into his arms, softly reading something aloud for his girls (and you), wishing he could do more. "Rest up, pretty girl."

○ Kento Nanami ○

Flare-ups usually begin with him attempting to establish normalcy for you. Making a breakfast that will be gentle on your stomach, brushing your teeth and hair for you, and trying to help you out of bed at a reasonable hour. But he's not cruel or foolish, and when he realizes you really can't stand to be doing anything, he gently returns with you to the bedroom. "Let's just relax for a while today." If you were able to tolerate touch, he'd rub your back and shoulders, attempting to give extra comfort. He always creates plans for the future, and stresses over the fact that he cannot plan a recovery for you. When you rest, he runs a hand over your cheek and imagines he can will your pain away.

○ Ryomen Sukuna ○

It's confusing to Sukuna, how your spirit can be so strong without your body cooperating. "Rest, you injured yourself when you last tried to push through." He defaults to a quick reminder like that each time you try to push and do work. When you're in pain, he's got a mastery of his technique that allows him to warm your joints, back, belly- whatever ails you. And if you need ice, Uraume is never late to bring you as much as you require. "Weep, if you need, but don't despair." He tucks your hair back from your face as tears run down your cheeks. His inability to somehow use RCT to cure you is a shortcoming of his own skill, to him.

○ Choso Kamo ○

The first few times that you went through a flare-up, Choso thought you might never get better. The thought still crossed his mind when it happened, but more important to him was to be there for you. He brings you extra blankets and tucks them around you carefully, and gets you tea with honey to try and ease the nausea. "I hope the pain isn't very bad now." He speaks quietly when you take a few tablets with a swig of tea. You both end up watching an old movie until you doze off, and he softly whispers encouragements to you, hoping that tomorrow is kinder.

○ Toji Fushiguro ○

He surprisingly capable at handling the emotional aspects of a flare-up, and he absolutely will not allow any negative self-talk from you. "Not worthless, not a burden. Quit saying that." He holds you, of course, and gets very insistent about you at least trying to eat and drink, even if it's just some water and crackers. Carries you to wherever you need to be with ease, as many times a day as necessary. He'll put in extra hours if he thinks there's something- mobility aids, equipment, medications- that could help you, but if you want him there with you, he's not leaving your side for a solid 24 hours.

○ Hiromi Higuruma ○

Due to the nature of his work he already can't be there for you as much as he would like. Given the busy work days, he's rushing to you the second he gets out of the courtroom. He apologizes for his absence, and quickly ensures that bed is comfortable, and you have everything you need. When you feel especially down he reverts to logic- "Absolutely none of this is your fault. You didn't fail because you didn't prevent it, it just happened." He's a quick learner, so your medication schedules are memorized and the proper procedure for massages, compression, ice and heat are all second nature to him. "I wish you didn't have to bear this." He thinks over and over.

○ Naoya Zenin ○

Seeing you, normally so capable, suddenly reduced to a bedbound heap of misery unsettles him deeply. He immediately orders servants to bring you broth, water, and enough bedding to recreate 'the princess and the pea'. And he doesn't trust them to look after you, either. He sits like a guard dog beside the bed, monitoring your condition. Men should be strong, he thinks, but he falters. Ultimately, he winds up in bed with you, supporting your frame as you endure the worst of it. Naoya never gave much thought to shrines and ceremonies, but when you've been through a day of hell, and you sleep in bed, he prays a thousand times over.

○ Utahime Iori ○

"Mine? Are you sure?" She's a bit surprised more than anything, but has no problem with it. When it comes to picking colors, however, she roots through the options until she finds something more neutral and 'serious'.

She can be quite patient, so sitting still and waiting for them to dry isn't an issue. All the while she'll make idle conversation mixed with compliments, watching as her nails gain their new color.

The next day, she tells you how her students admired your handiwork. "You should paint them again." She decides

○ Yuki Tsukumo ○

Yuki would be quite pleased with the idea, and would let you do just about anything you wanted, including bright colors, stickers, or glitter topcoat.

She makes a little joke about you being her nails technician while you paint, and carefully blows to dry the polish.

In the end she's sure to tell you just how pleased she is with the look. "Next time I'm asking you and not a nail salon."

○ Kirara Hoshi ○

"Finally!". She's secretly hoped you'd offer for months. When you go through the options, she wants everything- glitter, charms, and bold colors combined.

she chats all about how much she's wanted to have you do her nails, and watches with growing excitement while you work.

When you're done she's ecstatic, taking pictures, showing them off, fawning over the designs every moment she has.

○ Denji ○

◇ Denji is bugging you for advice about everything, but especially girls. At least once a day, he's seeking your sage advice on winning over Ms Makima

◇ Defaults to you if he's having trouble with understanding something that contains too many advanced Kanji- he trusts you not to mess with him

◇ The most appreciative person in the world when it comes to receiving things. If you give him a souvenir from a trip or buy him a meal he'll be in an amazing mood all day

◇ Proud of you- When he sees you handling devils on the job and being capable he's rambling all about it later and telling everyone how cool he thinks you are

○ Makima ○

◇ She gains a twisted little thrill from intercepting men who show an interest in you and watching the hope they had fade from their eyes

◇ Likes to gift you a new piece of jewelry right before you go out, so you just have to wear it

◇ Your cup is never empty for long when you're out with her. She's ensuring you have another of whatever you ordered the moment you run out, until you're close to tipsy

◇ Likes to bring up philosophical debates as conversational topics, smiles a bit too much when you fumble over them

○ Power ○

◇ She swears up and down that she views no one as her equal, but strangely she very rarely insists you're beneath her

◇ Personal space no longer exists, she's leaning over your shoulders, kicking her feet up on your lap, and poking you to get your attention

◇ To Power, Meowy is a litmus test. So when he purrs while giving you a headbutt when you first meet him, she immediately thinks well of you

◇ Competitive about everything- who can make it to the apartment door the quickest, who can finish more work in a given time period, who can get their bubblegum to form the largest bubble? She never seems to let up

○ Kishibe ○

◇ Getting close to Kishibe is a long process that involves several hurdles. First, there's a process of initially convincing him you won't die on the job so easily. Then, the long, slow burn of actually getting close

◇ Consuming an ill-advised amount of alcohol becomes a weekly occurrence, with Kishibe in your life

◇ He's not doting, but he spares a glance and a passing comment to remind you to 'Watch that sidewalk, there's ice', or to caution you of 'Rain leaking through the awning'

◇ Sneezes way too loud if there's dust. Like, throw out your back in the process, hard

○ Suguru Geto ○

◇ Suguru just wants to get away from whatever's causing him distress, after a certain point. He would appreciate some space, but not distance. After he's decompressed from the initial wave of fear, anger, or sadness, his vulnerable side shows. He'll seek out your touch, and be appreciative of your voice and presence. He'd like it quiet and calm, with few hours to be alone with you

◇ When you need comfort, he's right there to whisk you away in his arms. He takes it a bit serious, but it all stems from a genuine desire to make you feel better. He'll offer heartfelt compliments in soft little whispers to make you feel better, while stroking your hair delicately.

○ Toji Fushiguro ○

◇ He's reaching for you, first thing. Wrapping his arms around you tightly and breathing in the unique combination of perfume and shampoo that smells like you. He'll be wordless for a while, just wanting you close in his arms or perhaps running your skilled hands over his back and shoulders to loosen them up after they were worked into knots

◇ He's a big believer in "They aren't worth getting upset over" about almost everything, but has a little empathy for the things he does not personally care much about. He's excellent about giving you a good hug and letting you cry. Usually winds up with him turning on something sweet and happy for you to watch, like a romcom he knows you like

○ Ryomen Sukuna ○

◇ The day Sukuna displays a need for comfort is about as rare as a total eclipse, but it happens. When it does, he's all over you, searching for a distraction or a remedy in your flesh like you're made of medicine. When the hunger dies down, you'll catch him making vague remarks in distaste that vaguely relate to whatever troubled him (to himself, pointedly within earshot of you)

◇ He's treating you like a mirror of himself and lavishing you with kisses or pulling you close. After enough time spent weeping and morose, he makes you look him in the eye while he tells you all the ways you are above what vexes you, not ceasing until he's sure your confidence is restored

○ Kento Nanami ○

◇ He likes to talk through what's bothering him, point by point, truly appreciating all the minutes that you spend lending him a listening year. After sometimes hours of ranting, he gives you a kiss and his genuine thanks for allowing him to get it off his chest. Frustration and sadness do not last long around you.

◇ Nanami allows you to talk however long you like. While he doesn't always know exactly what to do, he makes you a nice hot bubble bath with scented soaps and a bath bomb, giving you time to soak however long you need. Assures you that your troubles won't last forever

○ Choso Kamo ○

◇ He's not reaching for comfort too often, but when he does it looks like a handful of hours spent cuddling. Likes when you run your hand over his hair or over his back. Especially likes it if you talk softly about your day, or about moments you've shared. Would feel much better after hiding away in your arms

◇ He panics a little when you're in need of comfort, and immediately jumps to reassurance and a tight hug. When you've gotten through your tears and the worst of your mood, he'll check in again and make sure you're feeling better

○ Hiromi Higuruma ○

◇ When Hiromi needs comfort he's hugging you without saying a thing, sometimes on his knees with his face pressed to your stomach. Then, out flow the frustrations and worries in quiet words, until few remain unspoken. He values your advice, and would listen to whatever you had to offer. Gives you quiet thanks later

◇ He orders in from your favorite restaurant, and gets you flowers when he notices you're not doing too well. Encourages you to share, and listens while advising you, when you do. It ends with you falling asleep by his side, and him staying as long as he can

○ Naoya Zenin ○

◇ He's absolutely horrid with feelings and vulnerability, so when he's upset and wants comfort, it starts out with him being mean. But you know him too well, and eventually it gives way to his sadness and needs. He basically wants to be babied- comforted, held close, and given your praises until he feels more like himself