zozu

The Navigator — Zozu(16).

[d3ftone]

“I can’t get you off my mind,

I can’t get you off in general.

So here we are, we’re just two losers …

I want you, and you want something

more beautiful.”

Maps Long — Walking | Rules | Boyish

‧˚꒰🗺️୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ “I'm the smartest member in the Straw Hat group”

The navigator: @d3ftpedia (repost) & @wwwgojo

Satoru’s navigator!

© D3ftone — feeding works to ai, translation, and re-uploads are strictly prohibited.

Established: 01 April 2026.

[d3ftone]

This months to do list:

1. Roommates — Midnight Love (in honor of pride month)

2. Adventures of being a father with Ryomen Sukuna — episode two (hint)

3. The Family Man (Choso might be first)

4. 3 drabbles because I’m so stressed I need an outlet

Problem? I’m writing exams so I might not even complete it but Roommates is a guarantee.

[evedml]

SOLAR POWER

prologue ;; wc 0.8k , nerdjo

A record shop isn’t the worst part time job in the world, really. Your boss is super lenient, and the adjacent café means free drinks all the time.

You appreciate the lack of foot traffic, especially as a college student. Whenever it’s not busy, which is most of the time, you can take the opportunity to catch up on some work, or lean against the counter and observe the clientele.

A brunette girl. She never bothers to stub out her cigarette before she enters. You can tell it grinds on your boss’s nerves, but until you get a raise, you don’t care.

A blond guy. He takes up residence at one of the café tables, rents a Walkman, and works for hours. One day you’ll ask him how he can focus for so long without breaks.

A noisy pink-haired kid, and his silent black-haired friend. Despite the noisy tendencies of the former, you’ve never had to tell him off. His friend has that covered.

A white-haired guy. This was your favourite eye candy, by a landslide. His enormous glasses were always slipping down his nose, and he always bundled himself into a corner, surrounded by stacks of study material. From your vantage point, you had noticed that you must share a course or something. You spied familiar professors’ names as you sidled past his desk last week.

He’s phenomenal to look at, and judging by the glances he sends you, you’re sure he’s interested in you. However, whenever you end up serving him, he seems to devolve into a stuttering, blushing mess, and it’s honestly not as big a turn-on as you’d expect.

But this all goes flying out the window the day he musters up the courage to speak to you proper.

You’re at the counter, as per usual, ignoring the teen hooligans sneaking CDs into their comically large hoodie pockets. In fact, you’re so engrossed in painting your nails that when he speaks to you, you jump, sending the nail polish brush over your boss’s stack of illegitimate payslips.

“Oops. How can I help?”

He blinks at you owlishly, his mouth opening and closing like a goldfish before he remembers how to speak. “I can’t pick.”

“What?”

“I can’t… pick. Which CD to buy.”

You look at him like he’s sprouted a second head, before you remember you work at a record store and he’s not just asking you if you wanna get out of here and see what he’s working with under that Digimon T-shirt. Bad luck.

“Yeah? Let’s see what you’re working with.” You take the five CDs, assessing each one. Solar Power, The Land is Inhospitable and So Are We, Brat, OK Computer, and Who Really Cares.

He stares at you intensely, trying to glean your reaction from the complicated expression on your face.

You hum. “Well, these are all good, but they don’t really have a lot in common.”

“Oh.”

“Do you have, like, a particular genre preference?” You look up at him, and you’re immediately distracted by the pretty pink flush drifting down his neck. “... ‘Cause I can’t really help you otherwise.”

“Oh. No. Sorry. I’ll just—” He moves to take them back, but you jerk away, moving all five out of his reach. He stares at you in confusion, and now you’re the stuttering idiot.

“Well—! We can listen to them all now!” You like these albums, and a little part of you wants to believe he somehow reached inside of your head and siphoned out your favourite songs. You're not passing up this golden opportunity.

“What? All of them?”

“Yes! Bring your stuff over here, and we can listen to them!” You smile, thrilled with the mastermind plan your horny brain just conjured up. You’re gonna get in his pants one way or another, even if it means sitting through five albums straight to do it.

He looks like he’s about to protest, but he practically shrivels under the brightness of your gleaming teeth. “Okay…”

Your hawk eyes remain trained on him as he gathers his belongings, relocating to sit beside you, behind the counter.

“We’ll start with Solar Power,” you say, loading up the CD. “What’s your name?”

“Satoru. Um, Gojo.”

“Well, Satoru, I hope you like this one.” You plop down next to him, grinning as the first guitar chords start ringing out across the record store. “The most important thing to remember is that all these storylines are just the author putting a spin on the vibe of the album.”

“What?” Satoru furrows his brows at you, a little confused. It takes Herculean strength to resist reaching out a thumb and smoothing out the crease between his brows.

“What, what? I’m just saying that the author isn’t necessarily saying that her plotlines are the direct plot of the album, just how she wanted to honour her favourite music in her work.”“What are you even talking about?”“What are you talking about? Just listen to the album!”

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Lorde mentioned!! I love Lorde

[d3ftone]

The Family Man — Father’s Day Special.

“If I had to start life all over again, I would pick the same dad every single time.” These men’s greatest pride are their family.

Credits: sans plush divider: @/pixopix ; satoru art: @/aransmind ; suguru art: @/sugurusboobs ; kento art: @/narutoss.ramen ; ryomen art: @/madaras_wife ; choso art: @/torucider ; toji art: @/jadore_lilly ; hiromi art: @/gachaqueen31

These storylines are NOT completed but they will be completed over a 2 - 3 month period.

• Superman! Satoru Gojo

— “You can count on me like 1, 2, 3, I’ll be there”

Despite being Superman, Satoru will always be there for the most important events of his children’s lives because there’s nothing more in important than his children and seeing them perform.

• Superman! Satoru Gojo x Lois! Reader

• Ballerina! Tsumiki x Pianist! Megumi

Superman, aaaawaaay!

• Stay at home dad! Suguru Geto

— “Sometimes I wish that I could freeze the picture and save it from the funny tricks of time.”

Suguru can’t help be miss the days that his little girls were actually little and dressing him up in frills and skirts with beautiful necklaces.

• Stay at home dad! Suguru Geto x worker! Reader

• Nanako and Mimiko are the main focus.

Daddy, come play with us!

• Baker! Kento Nanami

— “Nothings going to hurt you baby, as long I’m here. You’ll be just fine.”

Kento knows that Yuji is a huge mess in the kitchen but that doesn’t stop him from allowing Yuji to bake with him. He enjoys bonding with his son.

• Baker! Nanami x Baker! Reader

• Adopted! Yuji

Yuuji, give me two eggs.

• Heian! Ryomen Sukuna

— “Always been too scared and unprepared to let anybody get too close to me.”

Sukuna hates being vulnerable with anyone, but he understands that being vulnerable is what is needed to sooth little Yuji in moments like these.

• uncle sukuna! X auntie! Reader

• Nephew! Yuji whom Sukuna has taken care of.

Damn Brat!

• Streamer! Choso Kamo

— “Birds of a feather. We should stick together!”

Yuji popping up on stream because Choso’s girlfriend absolutely adores him, she may possibly adore Yuji more than she adores him but he can’t really blame her.

• Brother/Streamer! Choso x streamer! Reader

• Brother! Yuji making an appearance

Start streaming?

• Policeman! Toji Fushiguro

— “You’re a big girl now… No more daddy’s little girl.”

Megumi prefers to walk to school but today Toji has decided that it’s better for him to accompany Megumi and Megumi is incredibly embarrassed and annoyed by him.

• Policeman! Toji x stay at home wife! Reader

• Megumi being incredibly annoyed

whoop whoop, that’s the sound of the police

• Defense attorney! Hiromi Higuruma

— “Darling, Darling…Darling, Shawn.”

Your daughter loves watching her daddy do his work, and she enjoys watching him win too!

• Lawyer! Hiromi x spectator! Reader

• Hiromi has a daughter who is a daddy’s girl.

hi daddy!

Notes: taglist is open and I wanted to do a father day special but exam season is among me so it’ll be a month or 2 or 3 thing, that means that alot of stories will be pushed out slower.

[d3ftone]

The concept of owning a small bookstore with Satoru in Jiyugaoka.

[ciricearts]

Hey guys! As someone who has lived through pancreatic cancer and whose anniversary it is today, I would like you to PLEASE share this information! Cancer of any kind is a major warning sign that you should take seriously! Please get your checkups‼️‼️

Find opportunities to connect with other survivors and caregivers within group settings in person, online or over the telephone.

[ciricearts]

please PLEASE, leave aside the “aesthetic” for u blog or idk, please TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY cus cancer is REAL and don’t make exceptions!! CANCER RUINS LIFES, PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY!! MAKE UR EXAMS!!

[ndsoda]

I love him so much.

[d3ftone]

Roommates: chapter 1 — 1950

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Pairing: Shoko Ieiri x reader

word count: 2.0k

Synopsis: ‘And they were roommates’ is something you’ve heard so many times, you’ve lost count of how many people began to assume that you and Shoko were secretly together under the guise of being purely friends, as if two women can’t live together without having to be with each other romantically, there’s no way you’d ever be with Shoko romantically but to Shoko that’s all she ever dreams about. Being with you, kissing you and so much more.

Content warning: wlw, reader experiences comphet (compulsory heterosexuality), reader is highkey inlove with Shoko, ‘and they were roommates’ trope, heavy angst, miscommunication, inability to confess, swearing, fighting, implication of nanami x reader, reader and shoko live together, shoko just being jealous, not apart of the canon timeline, jealousy from Shoko, Nanami slander.

credit: art- @/verazpberry & divider- @/bhavihelps

A/N: I wasn’t exactly proud of this chapter because I wanted to reach 4k words on this fanfic but unfortunately I couldn’t get to that point, but I’m too excited for this book because it’s the start of my many many fanfics and work. I hope you guys enjoy.

Your earliest memories of Shoko were you and her playing as a married couple within the walls of your home, away from the eyes of others that were not your parents but even then, your parents didn’t really see it as more than play, it’s what children do anyways. They play pretend and make belief with one another, living out their fantasies with one another.

This fantasy would play out from your younger years, only to come true in your high school years but you were not married but rather just roommates while in the Technical College in Tokyo before living together in your 20’s. It was better this way, you were comfortable with each other, you have experienced each other in ways no one else has. You are so close so why drop this fantasy of living with one another when you are adults.

When you met Shoko, you had been the one to reach out to her. On that field in middle school when you approached her and her friend group, you had quickly fit right in with them, and you would quickly fall for Shoko’s charm. You were doomed from the start, the second your eyes were set on her smile, you were drawn in and her charismatic personality that would draw in boys and girls alike, her wits and attitude were the beginning and end of you.

At first you had tried to live far from everyone when you had come to realise how draining the city could truly was but you had moved back later after a couple of months of being deprived of her presence. You had turned to live with her in general, she would welcome with the warmest arms that she could. Insisting you make the place your home in anyway that you had wanted to and so you did, and there was no compliant when you made the apartment warmer than before.

Now you walk through that warmth that you have created, the faint  steps of your feet, is all that is heard as you approach, the bathroom, before you gently knocked on the door of the bathroom, “Shoko, you’ve been in there for an hour!” You yelled as you tried to open the door only for it be barely budge, “I’m coming,” she lowly responded, you could hardly hear it if you weren’t paying attention to her voice as the door made a soft sound to indicate that the door was unlocked, you immediately push the door open to see Shoko brushing her hair, “You know the bathroom isn’t going to runaway, you could’ve been patient,” she said attempting to tie her hair up, you stood in-front of the door watching her struggle for a bit before she finally tied her hair up.

There’s a certain calm in the air as you begin to brush your teeth. Shoko continues you look at herself in the mirror, you’re staring at her whenever you look up to stare in the mirror, she’s captivating in the morning as the sun hits through the windows, casting this blurring light over her before she sighs, “what are your plans for today?” She finally breaks the silence as he stands behind you, and despite the lack of contact you still feel the warmth of her body against your  own, you took a deep breath in before spitting the toothpaste, “There’s no plans for today, but I am thinking of studying a bit. I just feel incredibly behind on my studies, Kento sent me the pages from the lecture I missed,” you told her half heartedly as you looked at her in the mirror as she shook her head, “Nanami?” She responded in that peeved tone of hers that makes your stomach uncomfortably churn, “Cmon, Sho,” you frowned as you gruffly placed your toothbrush on the sink, “We’ve spoken about this, if you have a problem with Kenny then I beg you to tell me what it is!”

“I do not have a problem. He surely is a great guy that I trust, there is nothing to complain about from my side, but I am just irked that you would choose him. There is surely other people who are not as pompous as he is.” She countered, there’s this sharp sarcasm laced on every word, it’s an annoying thing that makes your skin crawl, “He is not pompous. Infact his incredibly humble and down to earth, you would know if you had actually given him a chance at diner rather than entirely skipping the diner. I was hurt by that Sho… I really was.” You voice had a hint of a forlorn attitude in your voice, Shoko cannot even think to counter that in the moment, not when you are upset with her.

“I went over to study with a friend; I will tell you next time. “ she just finalized, clearly accepting defeat by your hands. You hated when Shoko acted like this, this bitter person who cannot seem to be happy for you, she would not dare to give Nanami a chance. She has never met him yet in her mind Nanami is this evil man who is only with you as a way to break your spirit like some sort of dementor, there’s no winning when she’s become increasingly stubborn as time goes on and as your relationship with Nanami develop further.

Living with Shoko in the big city of Tokyo had been amazing but you had hoped that Shoko would one day whisk you away and back to the country side, far from the loud buzzing of the city of Tokyo but it was hard for that desire to come true when Shoko had this attachment to the people here, from Suguru to Satoru and Utahime. They have some from of grip on her that she’d refuse to even attempt to break free from. She could spend her late hours smoking on the balcony of the apartment, endlessly complaining about the fact that she has this deep distain for the people in the city and how she’d love to runaway from this place to countryside with you, and get a cat that’ll live within the walls of your home. You wouldn’t have to worry about the anxiety and every growing stress that the city life would produce for you, you could have your own garden to take care of together but you knew better than to believe Shoko’s rants by now. She lives for the high the city produces for her, she’s experiences withdrawal symptoms the second she couldn’t see the tall buildings and sees more grass than gravel. Even for the few months you were far from the city, the idea of Shoko leaving the city didn’t seem to please her, despite you already establishing a home for yourself there and spot perfectly carved out for her. She wouldn’t even visit.

Shoko doesn’t seem to understand that she’s a victim of topophilia, she genuinely thinks that she can leave whenever she wants but you can see right through that mindset. You feel ready to give it all up the second she says she wants to give up the city but when you stare at her as she leaves the bathroom, the chances of that happening seem to go to zero, though you do catch a whiff of that perfume that would later be tainted with the smell of cigarettes.

 You deeply breathe before following the scent — well before following her, you have always followed her. You leave the bathroom and stalk behind her as she picks up her coat swiftly, and it on the rack by the door before turning to you, and she stares like always. She lingers on your lips before she slowly meets your eyes and you reciprocate the contact, your eyes settling comfortably on her face. Taking in everything that seems to stand out on her face. Her eyebags, pale skin, her mole that rests just below her left eye, it really makes her features stand out more than they would on a regular person but Shoko isn’t regular person, not to you anyway.

“I’m sorry, I really am… about missing that dinner with Nanami. I was an asshole.” She approached you slowly, her eyes staring attentively at you as she cupped your face, cradling your face gently in her hands as if you were made of glass, “I was a dick. I can’t imagine how much that meant to you in the moment, it was selfish. I don’t want you to think I’m unsupportive, pretty girl,”  she murmured in a desperate tone as she leaned in, closing whatever face that was created between you and her. You couldn’t help it when your lips parted, agape in utter shock, “I want you to know that I’m genuinely sorry, it was my mistake, I don’t mean to be so selfish,” she finalized, before resting her forehead on yours, and you swallowed hard, at the proximity before you let out a shaking sigh.

“I just really want you to meet him.” You murmured as croaked on the last part,

“He couldn’t possibly be this impressive.”

“Shoko.”

“What could be so special about him anyway? He is a man who works a nine to five, there’s nothing impressive about those type of guys.”

“He is a great guy, I swear—“

“He couldn’t be better than me,” she blurts up and the room begins to fall into utter silence before she decides to go into the kitchen, “should I make you tea?” She asks you as if she didn’t just say that, the kettle turning on.

“Yeah but what do you mean by that?” You asked her as you said following her into the kitchen, “I’m rather confused,” you added. “I actually have to go through my notes, I’m clocking into the clinic tonight,” she says, skillfully dodging your question but you’re getting frustrated, “Shoko! I’m asking you a question?” You added, “You can invite this guy over, on Friday.” She says pouring the hot water from the kettle before the kettle could whistle, she pushes the tea across the counter to infront of you, “what?” You said with furrow eyebrows, as she shook her head and began to walk away, “you’ll meet him?” You responded genuinely not believing her as you grabbed her arm from across the table, “answer me,” you demanded and she turned your head to you so quick it made your head spin, “what’s your problem?” She immediately asked you, “my problem? I asked you a question why did you think you’re better than Kento, you asked her frustrated by her dense act, “cut the shit, I’m not in the mood for you to be acting dense,” you said firmly.

“You’re the dense one!”

“Please do tell me more.”

“You’re so dense you can’t even tell that I’m better than him for you.”

You scoffed at the claim before rolling your eyes, Shoko couldn’t help but get frustrated at your attitude She didn’t even understand why she was getting frustrated, it wasn’t about the dinner or about you, it was Kento. He wasn’t she wanted for you, she wanted the best for you. She doesn’t want some regular miserable guy by your side, she wanted you to be with someone extraordinary, far beyond a man that was a regular civilian. She’s internally pleading for you to understand that what’s best is right in front of you, it’s always been right infront of you but you couldn’t seem to see that like she did, when you cried about boys and when she showed you things that you’d have never known before. She thought you’d see that men weren’t what you need, they’d never satisfy you and the idea that maybe she was wrong and you indeed could get satisfaction from a man brought about more fear than it did reassurance.

She wants you to realize that all you’ve ever needed from a man, was what you truly wanted from her.

taglist: @love4amelia , @bruwnetty

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Roommates | mini series

Pairing: Shoko Ieiri x reader

Synopsis: ‘And they were roommates’ is something you’ve heard so many times, you’ve lost count of how many people began to assume that you and Shoko were secretly together under the guise of being purely friends, as if two women can’t live together without having to be with each other romantically, there’s no way you’d ever be with Shoko romantically but to Shoko that’s all she ever dreams about. Being with you, kissing you and so much more.

Content warning: wlw, reader experiences comphet (compulsory heterosexuality), ‘and they were roommates’ trope, heavy angst, miscommunication, inability to confess, a bit of fluff, swearing, fighting, kissing, drinking & smoking, implication of nanami x reader and utahime x Shoko, mentions of satosugu/satoru/suguru, doctor shoko, reader and shoko live together & sleep together sometimes, shoko just being a yearner, not apart of the canon timeline.

credit: art- @/verazpberry & divider- @/bhavihelps

Chapters:

1950

midnight love

girls like girls

good luck, babe!

Jennifer’s body

be like a women

A/N: I love Shoko, I hope this story does her justice because the drought of fanfics with Shoko feels like a crime.

[whimsypony]

𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨 𝐱 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝-𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐚/𝐧: for anon please read the bottom also💕

"𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨, who learned small sentences in your first language just to have a conversation with your siblings,"

"𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨, who saved up money so both of you could go back to your hometown and meet your family,"

"𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨, who learned how to make your favorite dish—whenever you were homesick-getting recipes from your mom,"

"𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨, who loves you and your culture unconditionally and always makes you feel loved and appreciated."

"𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐨, who took a study abroad offer to be near you during the summertime and take language-learning classes,"

𝐚/𝐧: l am so so super sorry to the anon who requested this and is barely getting it I will also make 2 side stories to go with these head canons I hope you can forgive me☹️

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Adventures of being a father with… Ryomen Sukuna

that’s what it’s all about! Ryomen Sukuna never understood the appeal in children. Loud and nosy wastes of space in his opinion, until his daughter— Rya, and then he absolutely understand why people choose to have babies. Now his daughter is 5 years old with the attitude of her father and Ryomen Sukuna has to deal with his daughter’s bratty attitude.

What to look forward too… swearing, sukuna x reader, mentions of having more kids, Sukuna’s parenting skills, Yuji Itadori as the cousin, Rya and her bratty attitude, Uraume as a nanny, grandpa wasuke Itadori mentioned, uncle jin Itadori with auntie kaori, mentions of children’s shows (bluey, paw patrol, blues clues), Rya implied to have autism, Sukuna being a girl dad, ms Rachel mentioned, childhood games being played(hide and seek, hopscotch), non curse au.

credits: divider— @uzmacchiato ; art— @/to00fu

Season 1:

episode 1 — Mother’s Day

episode 2

episode 3

episode 4

episode 5

special!

taglist: open!!

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Adventures of being a father with… Ryomen Sukuna

that’s what it’s all about! Ryomen Sukuna never understood the appeal in children. Loud and nosy wastes of space in his opinion, until his daughter— Rya, and then he absolutely understand why people choose to have babies. Now his daughter is 5 years old with the attitude of her father and Ryomen Sukuna has to deal with his daughter’s bratty attitude.

Word count: 1.3k

Episode One: Mother’s Day!

— 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯 Today Sukuna and Rya will be celebrating Mother’s Day but Sukuna can’t help but let his own Mother’s Day blues get in way.

What to look forward too… FLUFF!! Mother’s Day, sukuna x reader, Sukuna’s parenting skills, Rya implied to have autism, Sukuna being a girl dad, mentions of mommy issues(from Sukuna’s perspective), slight angst from Sukuna’s side, Uraume mentioned, non curse au.

credits: divider— @uzmacchiato ; art— @/to00fu

One of the 100 things that Sukuna hates is Mother’s Day. It is his 13th reason but this hate did not come out of nowhere in-fact it came from his very own poor relationship with his mother. Even now he still resents it but a little less than he did as a teenager. It is tolerable in his defense; he tolerates if after seeing how a real mother acts towards her child. The weight of the hatred was slightly less than before, but now the only thing he hates about Mother’s Day is how demanding his 5-year-old is, she does not want the gifts to be the same every year. Every year, she insists it be something new and unique to you, last year he had gotten you a coffee machine, and the previous year was a custom bag that you never used because you did not want to get it dirty or potentially break it.

But it was all worth it after all, because you had done so much, much more than he would imagine his mother doing for him. You always made sure Rya has all her toys lined up perfectly against the wall before bed so that she could comfortably sleep, you would  let her sleep on your side of the bed when she had nightmares which would lead to you sleeping on the couch because Rya has hates being crowded, not to mention how you dealt with her as a baby. There was a constant worry for your daughters development when she did not babble like other babies or was extremely sensitive to certain sounds and lights, he visibly remembers the worry that you would paint your facial features as you would anxiously pace around the pediatric ward of the hospital because you’re daughter wasn’t responsive to her own name or because she was regressing. You had done a lot and carried the stress of it all without getting a single gray hair and so every penny lost is worth it to him.

You were a heavy sleeper, it was not a problem for him, not that he would even attempt to complain about your heavy sleeping. He personally found it to be a gift in times like this where he has to sneak around to decorate the room, Rya is standing awkwardly while fiddling with the exclamation mark ballon as Sukuna carefully arranged the words ‘happy mothers day’ on the wall, his standing on the bed and your sleeping on that same bed. Your completely oblivious to him and Rya’s plan, and he slightly crouches down to hold his hand out, “I’m going to need that Rya,” he said gruffly and Rya nods in that tired way that makes it seem like her head is just heavy with how difficult nodding seemed for the girl in the moment before slowly placing the exclamation mark at the top next to the ‘y.’ He pulls away from the wall, still standing on the bed with a small bounce in each step back, that was done without waking you up. He attempts to walk backwards before unceremoniously tripping over your leg and launching himself backwards, flat onto his back with a loud thud  onto the cold floor yet the mere embarrassment is what makes him shiver to his core as his daughters stifles a laugh, he glares at her to shut her up before he looks back at the bed to see you haven’t moved even an inch.

His glad that you would not have not been greeted to such a sight as he gets up, “let us go brat, before I get annoyed,” he gently kicks her back as she lets out a startled giggle and runs out the room and through the hallway of the house. “Do not fall. Your mom may end up kill me if you get hurt, and you do not  want daddy to get jumped by mama,” he teases as he watches her run down the stairs and finding herself in the kitchen where she had already prepared the breakfast fruits but the waffles were all that was left, Sukuna approaches the waffle maker to turn it off, reaching for a plate and fork as he gently separated the waffle from the waffle maker, placing it on the plate. The warm smell fills the air as he hands the plate to Rya who carefully takes from him and tiptoes place it on a tray.

“Can we give mama now?” She tugs his pajama pants and Sukuna picks up the tray, “yeah, yeah,” he nods begrudgingly. His unexpectedly nervous, there’s this sense of dread that is eating his insides despite having no reason to be because you are not his mother so there is nothing for him to prove to you, and you love everything that Rya (he) gets you for Mother’s Day and this year would surely not be any be different but he sees how excited Rya is to give you, your breakfast and it makes him yearn a bit for his mom.The version of his mom that he’d made up in his head when he was younger.

 Rya is vibrating as she rushes up the stairs and his following behind her as she goes into the bedroom, jumping on the bed, “mama! Mama!” She yelled as she sat down onto the bed with bounce, hitting your body, “mamaaaaaaaaa!” She said shaking you, you slightly moved, “yes baby?” You groaned into the pillow— voice gruff with sleep as Rya berated, “look look I have to show you something,” Rya pleaded and you sighed as you weakly sat up, your head resting against the headboard as your eyes adjusted to the light in the room, Sukuna appearing in your line of sight with the tray of breakfast.

“Happy Mamas day! Thank you for being my mama!” She claps as you beam with joy at the sight of the food being placed on your lap, “awwww for me? My angels! You all are so sweet,” you said excited as you showered her face with warm kisses all over her face, “thank you Rya, my baby!” You smiled against her cheek as you gave a gently peck on the corner of her mouth, “and Ryo, Ryo. Thank you,” you smiled at your husband who looked uncomfortable by the sight, but he visibly relaxed at the thanks that you had given him. Rya jumps down from the bed, skipping off and out of the room. Clearly the excitement had gone, and she was off to stimulate herself in some other way. You took a bite of the waffles before slightly gagging, “salty, I can see… Well taste that Uraume did not have any role in breakfast,” you said wincing as you spat out the bite of food you had taken, spitting it on the plate before settling for the fruit instead.

“Be grateful.” Sukuna reprimanded you, stiffly as he sat down next to you, at the edge of the bed by your feet, gently playing with your toes. “I am.” You teased as you bite your strawberry, you took into consideration the look of distance in his eyes as he played with your toes, “you good?” You asked him softly and he huffs, “no. I am not, I guess I am starting to yearn? I think that is the word I will use. Yearn for the relationship that Rya has with you. I never got my mom anything because she never cared about me and when I tried to get her stuff she would toss it aside.” He frowned before letting out a sigh at the memories.

You reciprocated the sigh of exhaustion, “mhm, I see. I do not like your mom so I would not want you to message her but just know that her inability to parent is not your fault but rather your mom's fault. Every child deserves a mom but not every mom deserves a child, if it makes you feel better…I will be your mommy.” You explained before ending with the jest, Sukuna’s somber expression turning into a slightly disgusted on at the concept of you being his ‘mommy.’ He glares at you before shaking his head, “I will pass on the offer,” he says uninterested as you laughed in his face.

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[tsumiinum]

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⭐️𝅗𝅥 ̥̥̥̟ ⭐️𝅗𝅥 ̥̥̥̟ ⭐️𝅗𝅥 ̥̥̥̟ ⭐️𝅗𝅥 ̥̥̥̟

[d3ftone]

Gojo mentioned!!😭🤍

[d3ftone]

Adventures of being a father with… Ryomen Sukuna

that’s what it’s all about! Ryomen Sukuna never understood the appeal in children. Loud and nosy wastes of space in his opinion, until his daughter— Rya, and then he absolutely understand why people choose to have babies. Now his daughter is 5 years old with the attitude of her father and Ryomen Sukuna has to deal with his daughter’s bratty attitude.

What to look forward too… swearing, sukuna x reader, mentions of having more kids, Sukuna’s parenting skills, Yuji Itadori as the cousin, Rya and her bratty attitude, Uraume as a nanny, grandpa wasuke Itadori mentioned, uncle jin Itadori with auntie kaori, mentions of children’s shows (bluey, paw patrol, blues clues), Rya implied to have autism, Sukuna being a girl dad, ms Rachel mentioned, childhood games being played(hide and seek, hopscotch), non curse au.

credits: divider— @uzmacchiato ; art— @/to00fu

Season 1:

episode 1 — Mother’s Day

episode 2

episode 3

episode 4

episode 5

special!

taglist: open!!

[d3ftone]

Cult!Suguru Geto and his wife, who’s his God.

Suguru is beautiful, but there’s someone far more beautiful than him, you. His ethereal wife, who’s an incredibly gorgeous woman. He swears he sees the light when she’s near and all things become warm, beginning life when she enters the room.

His devoted to his wife, and his cult should be too. That’s why they all pray to you, you are their God and all they live for. They pray and ask for blessings from you, then Suguru will act accordingly in your name. His so inlove with you, it gags him.

“May the proceedings continue to be successful. May we prosper in reaching more people for our message to be spread among these insufferable monkeys so that they souls may be saved before their untimely death by their ignorance. Amen.”

He finalizes in his prayer, his on his knees as his head rests on your lap, your hand pressing gently against his head before he pulls back, and when he does you cup his face with soft hands as he looks up you like he had seen the light itself.

You were heaven as a human, you’d brought joy into his family’s life. You’d brought paradise to this Earth that was filled with utter hopelessness. It was a blessing the day you were born.

“Ofcourse, all you hope for will be granted as long as you trust in the process, my love.” You softly whispered to him, he slowly nods, “thank you, gorgeous.”

“You are welcome.”

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In another universe, Nanami would’ve loved to do laundry and taxes with you.

There’s a silence that lingers between you and Nanami in the moment, the noise of the cafe is the only thing that makes the position you both are in a bit less uncomfortable.

His everything your husband was and yet he still looks ands feel a stranger to you in ways that you’d never expect. You’d made the mistake of blurting out your whole life story to a complete stranger simply because in another universe, your universe, this stranger was your everything before being tragically killed in Shibuya due to an incident.

In your universe, your Nanami was a simple man and you’d had a whole daughter together. You both shared the burden of owning a laundry mat and you’d raised your daughter there too, it was a beautiful compared to what this Nanami lived through. He lives through a universe where he would fight curses and teach children to do the same. Your Nanami and this Nanami were two sides of the same coin.

This Nanami looks at you for a bit, his confused. He looks like he could potentially believe that you’re crazy but when he stares at you, there’s this look of utter honesty in your eyes, it makes him submit quicker than he wants to admit.

He stood tall as he looked at you a slight tilt of his head to indicate his living and so you follow him out of this cafe and there’s a distance between the two of you before he turns around and you flinch at the sudden movement.

“I’m sorry for your loss.” He starts, “in the short time I’ve gotten to speak to you, I could tell that… I… was a great husband and father.” He says and there’s this discomfort in his voice when he refers to his dead counterpart as himself, “it all sounds beautiful.” He nods.

You stand there a softly smile at his words, “it was beautiful,” and Nanami is slightly fond of that idea that it was indeed beautiful, his so found that he may arise that feeling that he kept hidden and buried within himself. That yearning he has for a wife and children, he thought he’d gotten rid of it but seems like he hasn’t and his increasingly getting jealous that he could marry a women stunning and one who speaks so fondly of him despite his shortcomings.

He wants to recreate it in this universe but he reminds himself that he doesn’t have the luxury of that.

“Ma’am,” he says closing the gap between the two of of you, “The way you described your life is so mundane yet it seems like the world to you, I envy your husband for being able to do the mundane parts of life with you, you speak so fondly of him and his contributions even when their as simple as fixing your daughter’s bike.” He sighs before softly smiling.

“In another life… I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.” He reaches for your hand, slowly raising it up to his lips. Giving you time to pull away. His lips hover over your knuckles before pressing a soft kiss on them, just before pulling away and you look stunned by it, as he turns to walk away from you.

[d3ftone]

Happy one month to me might post something to celebrate 🫶🏾