Hi hi~ you can call me Rae (any/all pronouns) — I am also @eldritch-moonbitch
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i write ItaFushi fanfics to process my real life experiences & continuously project onto Yuji Itadori . he is like a little brother to me

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Hi hi~ you can call me Rae (any/all pronouns) — I am also @eldritch-moonbitch
☽ ✧ ✴︎ find me on ao3 ✴︎ ✧ ☾
i write ItaFushi fanfics to process my real life experiences & continuously project onto Yuji Itadori . he is like a little brother to me
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Itafushi/Fushiita in the club
~a one-shot I’ll write 4 variations of~
// slight nsfw, established relationship
So Yuji obviously likes dancing. I imagine him in club settings all the time, with the colorful lights on him making his hair look neon.
THE QUESTION THEN is how Megumi fits into the picture. Because I can envision various scenarios:
1. Megumi sitting at the bar, refusing to join, but unable to look away from Yuji’s captivating form, a possessiveness blooming under his breath, aching for the night to be over so he can have him to himself. read version 1 here
2. Megumi reluctantly joining Yuji on the dancefloor, barely moving his body to the music, shoulders shrugged in embarrassment, but pleased to be right beside Yuji because it means he can have his hands on him. read version 2 here
3. Megumi slowly starting to let go as the music overtakes him, strobe lights dizzying, leaving Yuji grinning at him, in awe that Megumi finally loosened up. read version 3 here
4. Megumi, drunk enough not to care, dancing right up against Yuji’s body with intentional lustfulness, leaving his boyfriend flustered and bricked up in the middle of the dance floor. read version 4 here
Okie I just uploaded the last version!! The itafushi in the club mini-series is done for now😌
Itafushi/Fushiita in the club
version 4
other concepts/versions here
//slight nsfw, established relationship
Yuji had a certain way about him.
That annoyingly innocent air, that gravitational pull, that endearing and dorky smile… it made Megumi want to rip that pink-haired head clean off with his teeth.
With gin swirling thick in his bloodstream, Megumi thought again and again and only about Yuji.
The alcoholic haze between his eyes made Yuji appear angel-like to him, otherworldly in the dizzying lights of the club, dancing like the unashamed idiot that he was.
Yuji had invited Megumi to dance.
He had declined. “I’m not drunk enough for this.”
“Come find me when you are.” His hands lingering on Megumi’s body like honey before fingertips slipped away and he disappeared into the crowd.
He found a spot around the bar from which he could glue his gaze to his boyfriend — watch, strategize, fantasize — waiting for the alcohol to stretch out his thoughts.
Yuji danced in time to the rhythm that Megumi himself could hardly make out over the din in the nightclub. He figured he probably had about 5 minutes before someone on the dance floor figured Yuji was available and tried to stake a claim.
Another gin shot thrown down his throat.
Not even 2 minutes and someone is speaking into Yuji’s ear. But he dances like sea foam, smooth, bubbly, light, slipping unapologetically through the hands that tried to touch him.
Lips read from across the room: “I’m waiting for someone.”
Good.
And Yuji would wait. Like the loyal thing he was.
So Megumi takes his time, sipping his next drink leisurely, limbs slowly turning to liquid fire. Smirking and looking away each time Yuji glances at him to see whether he was on his way over yet.
The shiver he knows well by now — the security and overwhelm that came with being wanted, knowing he was wanted — crept up his spine slowly.
But Yuji could wait. Megumi could make him want it more.
Finished his drink and ordered another. But by the time Yuji’s eyes were finding him every few seconds, a silent plea, eyes round in the way that made Megumi nearly violent with wanting, he finally pushed himself up to leave, drink abandoned on the counter.
“Baby!” The timbre of his voice is unmistakeable even over the music.
Honey hands find their rightful place on his hips.
Megumi goes molten.
Doesn’t know how to dance, doesn’t need to know. This wasn’t about dancing. It was primal, how he moved.
Arms around Yuji’s neck, pulling in, pressing close, lips swallowed and gin-covered tongue not waiting for an invitation.
A laugh and that aggravatingly cute smile that made Megumi want to grows claws just to dig into flesh. “You taste bad, Meg.”
His lip curled, disbelieving eyebrow raised, glaring at Yuji with a look: “You want me anyway.”
Mouths pressed together again: “Yeah baby, I do.”
Until Megumi pulls away, hands on Yuji’s chest to keep him at a torturous distance. Close enough to feel his breath, but not releasing enough to let him taste again.
Brown eyes flicker rapidly between green, trying to read him, breathing hard and trying to figure out what was allowed. What Megumi would allow.
And Megumi? Well, he just says, “Nevermind, I only want to dance.”
Takes his hands off, intentionally, teasing, because he knows that Yuji gravitates towards Megumi’s own magnetism just as much as he does to Yuji’s.
Yuji steps closer, hands hovering and hesitating all at once. And Megumi is moving. Not dancing, because he doesn’t know how, but moving, in a way that he knows Yuji can’t resist.
Hands, always just hands, because that idiot is too sweet to try anything filthier in public, and so it’s Megumi that has to decide to force a thigh between Yuji’s legs, press up into him, card his fingers through sweaty pink hair.
But he doesn’t let it go too far. Instead, turns around, grinds back into Yuji, who stumbles back a half-a-step before steeling his body, hands gripping his hips, and rubs in circles forward against Megumi’s ass.
As the growing bulge of him becomes apparent, Megumi turns around again, hooking arms around his neck to draw in close, nibbling the flesh on his earlobe, working down skin to the collarbone, Yuji’s panting hot in his ear as Megumi presses his thigh against Yuji’s crotch.
He grab’s Yuji’s face, fingers holding his jaw, forcing eye contact, Yuji’s brown eyes blown wide.
The people around them don’t matter, and Megumi’s body is drunk and light enough that he doesn’t care anyway as his other hand snakes down Yuji’s chest, over fabric, before cupping the hardness behind the zipper of Yuji’s jeans.
Squeezes once. Yuji’s head falls forward onto his shoulder as he moans, loudly, loud enough for Megumi to feel it up and down his spine, but not loud enough to interrupt the music around them.
He lifts Yuji’s chin up again. Looks at his flushed cheeks, wide eyes, washed-out and pleading expression. Keeps him there as he palms him through the fabric again.
Yuji bites his cheek and whimpers, but doesn’t break eye contact.
“Hmm~ Interesting.”
And Megumi walks away without another word, knowing that Yuji will follow.
previous version here
damn i love them
the hungry little caterpillar 🐛
“What happened?” Fushiguro asked him as soon as they were alone again.
“Nothing!” Yuji said, trying to sound relaxed as he took off his hoodie. But when he turned back to Fushiguro, he found him staring at him with a don’t-fucking-bullshit-me look. Yuji faltered. “Okay… something did.”
Fushiguro sat on Yuji’s bed and beckoned him to sit next to him. “Tell me.”
So Yuji sat next to him, Fushiguro slipped an arm over his shoulders, and Yuji told him about how Sukuna had intentionally taken a step back today, and how Yuji still hadn’t been strong enough to take in those fingers without struggling for control despite the King of Curses’s concession.
“That doesn’t mean you’re weak, Yuji.”
“He let me have control and I still couldn’t fully take it,” Yuji said in a small voice. “What does that tell you?”
Fushiguro kissed Yuji’s temple, keeping his lips there for a long moment. “It tells me that he’s fucked with you in so many other ways that the struggle isn’t and never really was purely physical.”
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excerpt from chapter 46 of
“I’ll Find Forgiveness In Your Heartbeat” on ao3
https://tiny.cc/IFFIYHeartbeat
where Yuji consumes skunk's fingers systematically, building up to the moment when he'll be fully incarnated and executed
that one naruto scene but with Modulo!Yuji and reincarnated Sukuna
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“Yuji and I are together.”
“Oh my god!” Mimiko flung herself at them, hugging Itadori and Megumi at the same time, shouting about how happy she was.
Nanako stood behind her with her hands on her hips. “About time!” She grinned at Itadori (who was doing his best to hug Mimiko without getting suffocated). “Megumi’s been crushing on you for months. ”
Kugisaki and Maki bursted out laughing, an infectious mood that spread to everyone else, too.
“He already knows that!” Megumi snapped at Nanako, a furious blush creeping up in his face. “You don’t have to go out of your way to embarrass me.”
Nanako raised her eyebrows. “What was embarrassing was how down bad you were. Mimi and I don’t even have to do anything to embarrass you further.”
Megumi buried his face in his hands, wanting to disappear, but then Itadori laughed, too, and suddenly it was all worth it.
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excerpt from chapter 45 of
“I’ll Find Forgiveness In Your Heartbeat” on ao3
https://tiny.cc/IFFIYHeartbeat
where Megumi tells his family that he's dating Yuji (finally)