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Too little, too late — Yuji Itadori

pairing: jock!Yuji Itadori x reader synopsis: unexpectedly reuniting with your childhood bestfriend who you lost contact with, your feelings spring back to life and you decide to tell him... cw: angst, little bit of fluff, unrequited love, intoxication, cussing, ghosting, childhood bsfs to strangers to friends again wc: 3.2k art creds: @/angrymiloras on twitter Yuji masterlist collection masterlist

How did things end up so messy?

A couple months ago, it felt like you were living your college romance dreams, and now it just felt like a social experiment documentary. But let’s take it from the top first.

Yuji Itadori was your childhood best friend. You used to be neighbours, and your parents were good friends too, so it was only natural you’d grow close.

And throughout the years, you found yourself developing the biggest crush on him. It was fun and silly at first. You’d spend hours on call with your friends in middle school raving about the way he’d said your name that day, or how he almost always hung out with you during lunch instead of with his other friends.

Everyone was convinced the two of you were a thing. And you reveled in it, not bothering to deny the rumours, instead only shrugging them off.

xngelbunny

so cute...! 🥺

♡ in which... the jjk men get cuteness overload/agression over you.

♡ featuring... yuji, megumi, toji, choso, sukuna (heian era sukuna, his bit is suggestive !)

♡ Yuji Itadori

You and Yuji often get together for movie nights, and tonight's not the exception. After persuading him into letting you choose the movie this time, you thought you'd be more immersed, but the way your eyes are drooping mid watch is proving quite the opposite.

You love the movie you picked, but the tiredness from the day is catching up to you. You wanted to unwind, sure, but not to be so relaxed you'd end up fighting sleep! Yuji was fully immersed in the movie, but it only takes him some glances in your direction to tell you're drifting off. And Yuji being Yuji, he can't help but point it out immediately.

"Sleeping on me, really?" He teases, and you jolt awake. "No! I'm just... resting my eyes."

"For two whole minutes?"

"Uh... maybe?"

reveries0fmine

Too little, too late — Yuji Itadori

How did things end up so messy?

A couple months ago, it felt like you were living your college romance dreams, and now it just felt like a social experiment documentary. But let’s take it from the top first.

Yuji Itadori was your childhood best friend. You used to be neighbours, and your parents were good friends too, so it was only natural you’d grow close.

Everyone was convinced the two of you were a thing. And you reveled in it, not bothering to deny the rumours, instead only shrugging them off.

#Yuji x reader

alygator77

── off the record ၇୧

꒰ summary ꒱ when a misunderstanding leaves your family convinced you’re bringing a plus one to your cousin’s wedding in Japan, the last person you expect to volunteer for the role is your infuriatingly observant intern, Satoru. it’s supposed to be temporary. professional. strictly off the record. but with your mother already sold on the idea of your mystery boyfriend, and Satoru proving far too good at the role, pretending starts to feel a little too dangerous. also, why is your “intern” secretly the heir to gojo corporation?!

꒰ tags/warnings ꒱ fake dating ⚹︎ undercover ceo! satoru ⚹︎ accountant! reader ⚹︎ satoru is 29, reader is 26 ⚹︎ lots of family pressure. reader has a complicated relationship with her mom ⚹︎ forced proximity ⚹︎ one bed trope ⚹︎ slow burn ⚹︎ mutual pining ⚹︎ wedding chaos ⚹︎ angst and fluff ⚹︎ some suggestive content but no explicit smut ⚹︎

꒰ authors note ꒱ hi cuties! this is a commission piece, and it is about 12k total. this first part is just shy of 6k and the second part will be out next week. i hope you enjoy 🫶🏻 (art by @/hanamin_0123 on x)

"Oi. Boss lady."

“No.”

One problem at a time, and the spreadsheet in front of you wins by default. Because Column F is wrong. It’s been wrong for forty fucking minutes, and if it stays wrong for forty seconds longer, you may actually die here at your desk — hunched over, half-blind, and found by Shoko on a Monday morning with your face pressed into a pivot table like a cautionary tale.

"But… you don't even know what I was gonna—"

"—the answer is no, Satoru."

Unlike the human embodiment of a headache currently lingering on the other side of your desk, the spreadsheet in front of you is at least pretending to be important.

The chair beneath him creaks, and then comes the silence you know too well. It’s the one that comes right before he decides to be a problem on purpose. Attention is gasoline and Satoru is, structurally, a fire hazard. Still, your eyes flick up, and—

"No fair…” he huffs, that ridiculous pout tugging at his lips. “You didn't even let me finish the question."

#Gojo x reader

hayajiku

જ⁀ SAY IT TO MY FACE

“It was rare for Yuji Itadori to keep things from you. He didn’t like keeping secrets, it made something tight bud in his chest and made him feel guilty every time he looked at you. He only ever kept one secret, not only from you, but from the world.”

Now playing :: Rises The Moon — Liana Flores

Yuji Itadori x F!Reader

Words — 5.7k

Contents — 4+1 fic, violence, kidnapping, distress, mentions of death/loss, I can’t write fights for shit, no actual angst this time because I feel bad for hurting people again and again oops, but maybe angst if you squint?, I don’t proofread, lmk if I missed any <3

In a mess of crushing expectations and unfamiliar fluttering in your chest, you somehow cross paths with Tokyo’s one and only Spiderman. Maybe the eerie similarity he has to your best friend isn’t a coincidence at all, nor is the odd care he has for you. OR Four times Spiderman loved you, one time Yuji did it himself.

a/n — hi sofia yes this is for you teehee @rreveurdoll . I actually love spiderman yuji so much he’s been sitting in my notes app since august he just suits it saurrrrrrrr well I can’t do this it’s so uhghhughf. Also iera agreed with me so it was my final push hai ily

#Yuji x reader

grenadehearts

don't forget to kiss me

in which your bf is even more awkward then you..

authors note: fem!reader x yuji itadori, tooth rotting fluff masterlist link here.

You and Yuji were always so awkward around each other, to the point that it led to completely red faces and twitching fingers.

Sure, he was a lot more outspoken with strangers and friends, while you were always on the quieter side. And when you did get comfortable with someone, you tended to talk too much.

You envied Yuji a bit. He always knew exactly what to say, and even when he didn’t, he had the charm to make it work anyway. But it was more than that—he had this boyish charm that sent you reeling, making you kick your feet in your dorm room late at night, squealing into your pillow while playing Beabadoobee on repeat, thinking of him.

You still remember the first time you saw him—pink hair, wide brown eyes, and the cutest smile ever. You were smitten from the beginning. Too shy to talk to him, though. Then, during a mission, you had been paired up with him and Nanami. He kept trying to talk to you, making funny remarks or simply attempting conversation. At one point, he had stared at you, scrunching his face in pure confusion, as if analyzing some small detail. Then he pointed to the corner of your eye, where your glitter eyeshadow shimmered, and said, "That's really pretty." All while rubbing the back of his head with a sheepish smile.

He was the only person who ever really talked to you—aside from the forced interactions Gojo pushed onto others. You figured there had to be something wrong with you. You were too odd, always saying the wrong thing, laughing at the wrong time, tripping over your own two feet. No matter what, you never seemed to fit in or draw anyone’s attention.

That was until you met Yuji.

Even after that compliment—after the pale pink dusting your cheeks at this super cute, jacked boy noticing you—it still didn’t feel real. This only happened in shoujo anime, right? Yet, despite your awkwardness, despite the way you choked on a simple thank you like you were forcing down thick cherry cough syrup, Yuji just laughed it off. A deep chuckle that reverberated through his body and yours—light, airy, utterly intoxicating. You wanted to hear that laugh for the rest of your life.

He had rambled about makeup, specifically special effects makeup, explaining how he was a huge movie lover. Then he got super engrossed in talking about the behind-the-scenes aspects of some of his favorite films—Human Earthworm, which, he eagerly added, was a trilogy.

You barely said a word, too shy to contribute much. But he didn’t seem to mind. It was like all he wanted was someone to listen.

A few days after that mission, you had been speed-walking out of class after an awful day. Some girl from a higher-up class had made crude remarks about your appearance, and you swallowed them down like bile, trying to ignore them. But you had barely managed to hold it together because, later that morning, you had to present in front of everyone. Your hands were clammy, your words tumbling out like a mess of jumbled up alphabet soup, and the tiny class of sorcerers had laughed at your mishaps.

Then, not even twenty minutes later, some guy knocked into you, spilling your matcha all over your clean uniform. And, oh yeah—did I mention you had spent your last seven dollars on that matcha?

You grabbed your leather tote bag—buckles adorned with a Nana keychain, your purple jellyfish Sonny Angel peeking out for good luck—and rushed out of the classroom doors, heading across the open field back to the dorms.

Then, a strong hand and a voice too sweet to ignore stopped you in your tracks.

"Hey! Hey! You, uh, dropped thi—actually, I’m not sure what this is... A naked baby, it looks like? But it fell out of your bag."

Your entire body froze. Your heart pounded in your chest. You knew that voice.

Yuji Itadori. The sweetest, kindest boy ever. The boy you had a massive crush on. The boy who absolutely could not see you in the state you were in.

Panicking, you turned around, clutching your purse up to your face, burying yourself behind it in a weak attempt to hide your tear-streaked, mascara-smudged disaster of a face.

Yuji blinked, looking around the empty courtyard, then up at the clear blue sky, as if trying to understand what you were even hiding from.

"Hey, uh—"

"Ilooksgrossrightnowthatswhyimhidingmyface," you blurted out in one breath, voice muffled behind your bag.

Yuji just laughed—a full, lighthearted fit of laughter. "It's okay, but I think you’re always pretty."

Your grip on your purse loosened slightly, your face still half-hidden as you peeked at him through your lashes. "You do?"

He gave a sheepish nod. "Yeah." Then, after a beat, in a soft, hesitant voice, he asked, "Can I see your face? Um, uh—if that's okay with you or whatever."

He paused, then quickly added, "We can count to three if that helps?"

You swallowed hard and gave a tiny nod.

His hands hovered slightly before reaching out, hesitant but warm. "Can I, uh... help you with it?"

Your voice was barely above a whisper, but he seemed to hear it anyway. You nodded again.

His fingers wrapped gently around your wrists, steady and firm but not forceful. Then, with a soft countdown—"Three... two... one..."—he lowered your hands, revealing the mess that was your face.

Your beet-red cheeks. Your raccoon-like mascara stains.

Yuji’s eyes widened slightly as you hiccuped, trying desperately to suck in the snot threatening to form a bubble.

"My face is beet red, isn't it?"

He let out another laugh, this time softer. "Yeah... but so is mine."

You blinked, taking in his expression. The dusting of pink on the tips of his ears, the slight blush running up his nose, the way his eyes crinkled nervously.

You quickly began to rub at the smeared mascara around your eyes, flustered, when he hesitated—then took a tiny step closer.

"I can help?" he offered, voice quieter than before.

You nodded, unable to speak past your pounding heartbeat.

With delicate care, he lifted the sleeve of his uniform and gently wiped away the mess on your face.

Ever since that day, you and Yuji hung out more and more. He even introduced you to his friends, and you and Nobara quickly became best friends—though she heavily expressed her distaste for you dating Yuji, simply because “he’s gross, and you’re too good for him.”

Yuji was loud, outspoken, and seemingly everywhere at once, yet when he was alone with you, he was different. He was quieter—more hesitant.

Laying on your cramped twin bed, adorned with every single plushie he had ever won for you in the two months of dating, he looked so much softer. Your shabby dorm room at Jujutsu High was practically his at this point—he never left, always finding some excuse to be curled up next to you, legs tangled, warmth mingling between your bodies. Whether it was coming in late from a mission, all beat up so you sat him on your toilet to bandage his wounds because you knew he wouldn’t care enough to do it himself, or a simple, “I miss you.. and the way you smell.”

But despite this level of comfort and closeness, you were both still utterly awkward around each other. Even now, lying in bed with your pinkies barely ghosting the space between, desperate to touch but too afraid to bridge the gap. Sure, you’d wake up tangled together as Yuji hogged the covers, but that was always after exhaustion had taken over—when neither of you had the energy to be nervous. But this? This was different. You were both awake, wide awake, too aware of every movement the other made. The soft shuffle of his weight against the bed, the slight twitch of your fingers, the low whirring of the crappy fan in your room, the faint vibration of his unchecked phone.

Yuji only ever got notifications when they were important, and you both knew that. But he didn’t care. It was like nothing else existed outside this moment. Whoever needed him would have to stomp into this room and physically drag him away from the dim glow of your orange-pink lamp, from the scent of your perfume clinging to the sheets he was laying on.

When seconds felt like hours, you finally turned to Yuji to say something—anything to break the tension. But just your luck, he turned at the exact same time.

His brown eyes bore into yours like he could reach in and grab your very soul with gentle hands, rewriting your entire being if he chose. You both stared, studying every subtle movement, every shift in expression, until the weight of it became too much. Suddenly, you were both too aware of each other.

The weight of it had both of you snapping your heads away, blushes creeping up your necks.

Yuji was always an awkward mess when he was alone with you— from fidgeting with the hem of his red Jujutsu hoodie, to walking around your room picking up random objects and pretending to be interested, like a kid trying to play coy.

He’d constantly go to grab your hand, only to let it fall last minute. He was completely different from how he was around others.

And now, here you both were—blushing, internally panicking over each other—until, when you turned to face him again, he was already hovering over you, peering down as if you were a fish in a fishbowl. You sucked in a breath, eyes wide, and whatever confidence he had for that split second disappeared in an instant. Because now, seeing you up close, so close he could count every speckle of glitter from your makeup, he lost all nerve and buried his face straight into the crook of your neck.

Which only made things worse.

Your shampoo, your perfume—the warm, sugary scent of it all sent his mind reeling. It made him want to kiss you even more than he already did, which, at this point, felt nearly impossible. He had been waiting for the right time, telling himself over and over that it had to be perfect. But the truth was, he had been thinking about it for months—spacing out in class, staring at your lips, wondering if they tasted like strawberries from the gloss you always wore.

And now here he was, completely surrounded by your scent, his hands twitching with the urge to pull you closer.

Before you could think, your fingers moved on their own, shaking slightly as they inched toward his hair, aching to tangle in his soft pink strands. But just as you moved, Yuji suddenly lifted his head, mustering every ounce of courage before blurting out in one rushed breath:

“Ireallywannakissyoucani?”

Then, immediately after, he smacked his hands over his face.

You let out a breath you hadn’t realized you were holding, heart hammering in your chest as you whispered, “Yuu…”

Slowly, you reached for his wrists, gently prying his hands away from his face. His skin was warm under your touch, his fingers trembling ever so slightly. You didn’t have to say the rest—he already knew what you wanted.

He pulled his hands from yours, biting at his lip as he laced his fingers with yours instead, pinning your hand to the pillow above you. He shifted, slotting his leg over yours, his other hand lifting to cradle your cheek, thumb rubbing soothing circles against your skin.

Your eyes flickered over his face, watching every shift in his expression as he leaned closer, breath mingling with yours.

“You’re so pretty,” he murmured, voice low, almost reverent.

He leaned in, inch by inch, breath mingling with yours. But before closing the gap, he hesitated. “You sure this is okay?”

You didn’t answer—not with words. Instead, you curled your fingers into the nape of his neck, tugging him forward, crashing your lips against his.

And it was everything.

The kind of kiss that made you slam your door shut before sliding down it in a fit of giggles.

His lips were warm and soft, tasting faintly of brown sugar. It sent your stomach swirling, the kind of feeling that made your chest ache in the best way possible.

When he pulled back slightly, a thin trail of saliva still connected you, his pink cheeks flushed, eyes lidded, like he needed to look at you just to make sure this was real.

Then, with newfound confidence, he kissed you again.

This time, when his tongue slid past your lips—hesitant, waiting for permission—you let him in without a second thought. The sensation sent a shiver up your spine, and a soft, involuntary moan escaped you. That sound alone had Yuji’s other hand moving from your face to your waist to grip your body closer to his.

Kissing Yuji was like ladybugs dancing on your skin. Like the jingle of the ice cream truck on a summer afternoon. Like the mist from a sprinkler lapping at your feet on a hot summer day as a child when your only care was scoring the best popsicle flavour. Like the first sip of hot chocolate when it grazes your tongue and cocoons your body in warmth, as you come in from the bitter sting of the cold. It was like being wrapped in blankets cozied up with a book. The only sound echoing is the pitter of the rain on the window.

It was everything good, everything sweet, like the taste of cotton candy melting on your tongue.

p.s i based the title on bea's lyric from glue song "don't forget to kiss me, or else you'll have to miss me"

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#Yuji x reader #Good fics

moviecritc

yuuji itadori masterlist ୭̥⋆*｡

ONE SHOTS

courage ── angst

↳ happy ending version

BLURBS

one of everything ── fluff

bestfriend!yuuji itadori ── fluff

little spoon!yuuji itadori ── fluff

spiderman!yuuji itadori ── fluff

christmas gifts ── fluff

types of love ── fluff

cuteness aggression ── fluff

finding reader's baby pics ── fluff

texts with bf!yuuji ── smau

yuuji falling asleep in your legs ── fluff

fairy ── fluff

cuddling is impossible ── fluff

naruto and yuuji are too big and clingy ── fluff

main masterlist

#Yuji x reader #Yuji masterlist

moviecritc

yuuji itadori masterlist ୭̥⋆*｡

ONE SHOTS

courage ── angst

↳ happy ending version

BLURBS

one of everything ── fluff

bestfriend!yuuji itadori ── fluff

little spoon!yuuji itadori ── fluff

spiderman!yuuji itadori ── fluff

christmas gifts ── fluff

types of love ── fluff

cuteness aggression ── fluff

finding reader's baby pics ── fluff

texts with bf!yuuji ── smau

yuuji falling asleep in your legs ── fluff

fairy ── fluff

cuddling is impossible ── fluff

naruto and yuuji are too big and clingy ── fluff

main masterlist

#Yuji x reader masterlist

tonycries

Daisies - T.F.

Synopsis. Five times Fushiguro Megumi and his particularly determined elementary class attempt to matchmake the strong, surly divorced Fushiuro Toji with you—their pretty elementary school teacher. And the one time it doesn’t end in disaster. (Or in other words; the one time Fushiguro Megumi might just become a big brother?!)

Pairing. Toji Fushiguro x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem!teacher!reader, DlLF!Toji, 5 + 1 things, crackfic tbh, Iike MAJORLY, brainrot, sigmas, Megs and co., faiIed matchmaking, Toji’s a YEARNER, but can’t pull, bake sales, cherry bIossoms, SO many references, kids Iearning bad words from Toji (smh), parent-teacher meetings, tension, oraI (m + f), he’s FÉRAL, manhandIing, spítting, p taIking, p sIapping, fíngering, cIit bíting, GRADING, somewhat roIepIay, he’s MEAN, he’s BIG, biiiig stretches, you grade HIM, cervíx smooching, sIight banter, cIit pinching, more p sIapping, sIight bréeding, mentions of kids, feeIing for himself, taIking you through it, creampíes, cúmpIay, stuffing you FULL, brief headIocks, implied marathons, getting together, happy endings, pet names, swéaring.

Word count. 15.4k

A/N. And shoutout to Megan THEEEEEE StaIIion for teaching me what rizz was mhm- aIso slightly inspired by my Unckuna fic here <3

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI’S (and co.) FIVE-STEP PLAN TO MATCHMAKE HIS FATHER AND HIS TEACHER—PHASE ONE: RIZZ.

“…and that’s the problem.”

Fushiguro Toji can’t believe this.

No matter how he looks at it—this is weird, right?

After all, no respectable single father would be hesitant to drop his son off at his elementary classroom- instead lingering by the wide, multi-colored building steps for a few seconds before finally entering like a lamb to the butcher’s. And even worse- no respectable single father would let himself be ruthlessly interrogated by his son over this fact.

And worst of all, reveal - after much intense probing by a nine-year-old - that this was all because…he happened to have…a stupid crush on one of the teachers.

“Which one?” Megumi looks up through jet-black bangs much like his, nose crinkling at the thought of his father having- eugh, feelings.

Toji sighs. “Don’t mean to push you into your emo phase early, kid, but…”

And then he glances beyond the little one’s frame.

Right. At. You.

#Toji x reader

tonycries

Type Dangerous - R.S.

Synopsis. Five times Ryomen Sukuna’s “wingmanning” family is the biggest cóckbIock in existence, and the one time he finally gets what he wants - you, his nephew’s hot preschool teacher.

Pairing. Ryomen Sukuna x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem!teacher!reader, 5 + 1 things, Itadori family shenanigans, unckuna, he has the BIGGEST crush on you, making him blush, face-ríding, síxty-nine, Sukuna with tattoos, PÚSSYDRÚNK Sukuna, he goes feraI, p sIapping, p talking, he’s BIG, chokíng, tummy buIges, manhandIing, dúmbifícation, creampíes, through pantíes, cúmplay, slight bréeding, getting together, nosy families, lowkey crackfic, pet names, swéaring.

Word count. 12.6k

A/N. HEHE TOLD Y’ALL I’D WRITE IT…

“This is my uncle, he just got out of jail.”

“Hell yeah.” Not the most courteous introduction to Yuji’s wide-eyed lil’ friends - but if Jin had bugged n’ blackmailed him into picking the brat up from preschool today then he was going to make sure it never happens again.

And as Yuji starts swinging from Sukuna’s broad, beefy biceps, he grins at his miniature crowd. “He also has tattoos and likes to drink.”

“Hell yeah- don’t forget about the cars, twerp.” Sukuna’s nodding, breezing past the horrified faces of parents that tugged their children at least seven feet away. Seriously, how long was this teacher going to take? He could see your back hunched by another corner of the classroom, hugging a sniffly student goodbye.

“Oh yeah- and he likes driving fast and slashing tires.”

You straighten, probably hearing every word - not that he cared, Sukuna couldn’t imagine who’d want to be around this all day. “Hell ye- oh.”

Until you turned his way.

#sukuna x reader

tonycries

Teenage Dirtbag - C.K.

Synopsis. Choso Kamo: Itadori Yuji’s older brother, drummer to the Löded Diper, that touch-starved punk-rocker that’s been absolutely obsessed with you. You: nothing less than queen bee on campus, leader of The Plastics, about to show that loser that he totally can’t sIeep sit with you! …Maybe.

Pairing. Choso Kamo x Reader

Content. MDNI, fem!popular!reader, punk!Choso, Regina George x Rodrick Heffley AU, college AU, Itadori family shenanigans, wingmanning, Mean Girls references (like a lot), slight crackfic, he’s SO down bad for you, píning, parties, pússydrúnk Choso, face-sítting, oraI (fem rec.), first times (him), fíngering, spítting chokíng, Choso with piercings, D piercings, ROUGH S, he goes FÉRAL, making it fit, síze k, manhandIing, matíng presses, creampíes, slight cúmplay, confessions, getting together, pet names, swéaring.

Word count. 14.0k

A/N. Hehehe am I late…

Choso sighs, “Isn’t she amazing…?”

“She just looked at you and giggled? She just whispered about it to her friends and now they’re all staring? She’s walking away without even looking back?”

“I know- she’s more than amazing.”

Yuji looks at his older brother. Then he looks at you. He looks at his older brother. Then he looks at you- and the next time he’s setting his sights on the dark-haired man, Yuji sort of feels like slamming his face into his bowl of mushy peas.

He squints at your disappearing back, “Right…” If this is what the college experience was about then put this college at the bottom of his safety schools.

But listen! It’s not like he’d ever speak bad about his big brother - this was his cool, calm, collected brother after all (at least he was supposed to be). And so Yuji’s pushing the bulk of his skepticism aside, and turning back to Choso.

“So when are you gonna ask her out, bubba?”

“A-ask her out—?!”

#choso x reader

jasmineoolongtea

i want a love like the movies! - 400 followers event

ᯓ★ welcome to the movies! the place to go for all the lonely hearts, lovers, hopeless romantics and sceptics alike! wherever you are, whoever you are, there's always a place for you at the movies. now, since you're here, why not grab a bucket of popcorn, a refreshing soda and take a look at what's showing?

ᯓ★ the cinephiles: @heeknow, @ladybugsandbeesposts, @icyshadewhisper, @sleepy-waffle

📽 how to lose a guy in 10 days - gojo satoru

starring: gojo satoru, reader

genre: romance/comedy, fluff, suggestive

summary: gojo satoru is a handsome, cocky, young advertising executive who thinks he has the world in his hands — so what does he do when faced with the bet to make a woman fall in love with him in 10 days? obviously, he takes it. on the other hand, you're a spirited writer with dreams bigger than the advice column of the magazine that you've been assigned to. when the chance to finally escape it comes around on the condition that you have to write an article on how to lose a guy in 10 days, you dive into it headfirst. what could go wrong?

runtime: tbc

ᯓ★ ticketed: @h3artz4soph

📽 secretary - higuruma hiromi

starring: higuruma hiromi, reader

genre: erotic/comedy

summary: following your release from a mental institution, you're looking for a way to acclimate back into society when you stumble upon a job posting looking for a secretary to work at a small law firm. intrigued, you apply and meet mr. higuruma, a stern lawyer with sharp downturned eyes and an even sharper tongue, who decides to hire you despite your lack of experience. however, as the days go by, your relationship with mr. higuruma begins to evolve into something that stretches beyond the boundaries of professionalism.

runtime: tbc

📽 lisa frankenstein - okkotsu yuuta

starring: okkotsu yuuta, reader

genre: horror/comedy

summary: it's 1989, and you're pretty sure you've hit rock bottom: your whole school thinks you're weird because you write poetry, your parents tragically misunderstand everything about you, and you and your stepsister could not be more different. thankfully, you've managed to find solace in the statue of a long-dead poet, okkotsu yuuta, in your local cemetery — that is, until a set of playfully horrific circumstances brings him back to life! the two of you then embark on a journey to find love, happiness... and a few missing body parts along the way.

runtime: tbc

📽 set it up - fushiguro megumi

starring: fushiguro megumi, reader

genre: romance/comedy

summary: there's a lot you're grateful for: you live in new york, one of the most expensive cities in the world, your job pays you well enough to live there, and you're in a field many would sell their soul to even step foot in. except for one thing, which is your workaholic boss who is intent on working you into an early grave at this point. one day, you run into fushiguro megumi, a similar overworked and exhausted assistant, and the two of you hatch a plan to make your lives easy by setting up your bosses with each other.

runtime: tbc

📽 she's the man - itadori yuji

starring: itadori yuji, reader

genre: romance/comedy/sport

summary: on the cusp of going to nationals and achieving your life-long dream of playing there, your school's football team suddenly gets disbanded out of the blue! feeling that your dreams are beginning to crumple in your hands, you decide to pose as your twin brother at his fancy boarding school and to play on his football team there instead. the problem is, it turns out that it is much harder to try and not get caught when your roommate turns out to be the school's star striker, itadori yuji.

runtime: tbc

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📽 10 things I hate about you - ryomen sukuna

starring: ryomen sukuna, reader

genre: romance/comedy

summary: your family is mostly normal aside from the elephant in the room in the form of a strict rule: your younger sister is forbidden to date unless you, notoriously ill-tempered and 'completely un-dateable' (in the words of everyone at school), start dating someone first. to you, this rule is the least of your problems, something you couldn't care less about, which your younger sister absolutely loathes you for. when the opportunity arises in the form of a new student who's head over heels in love with your younger sister, he goes and singles out the only guy who could possibly be a match for you: ryomen sukuna, a mysterious loner with a nasty reputation of his own.

runtime: tbc

ᯓ★ ticketed: @mistofwhimsy1

📽 the princess diaries 2: royal engagement - geto suguru

starring: geto suguru, reader

genre: romance/comedy

summary: after finally settling into your role as the new crown princess of genovia, you're all ready to take the throne, until it turns out that because of some strange archaic rule, you can't become queen if you're unmarried. while a setback, yes, this wouldn't be such a big deal if your coronation was not in 30 days — but unfortunately for you, it is, and the clock is ticking! thankfully, you and your grandma hatch a plan, but it seems a charming noble named geto suguru may have other plans.

runtime: tbc

📽 notting hill - nanami kento

starring: nanami kento, reader

genre: romance/comedy

summary: nanami kento has grown blissfully used to his life of quiet mundanity in his London bookshop, spending his days with a warm cup of tea and a good book to pass the time behind the counter, and he's quite content to spend the rest of his days like this — until one day, you, the current superstar actress, come crashing into his shop. though from two vastly different worlds, for some reason, the two of you are just drawn together and now have to navigate what it means to be worlds apart.

runtime: tbc

📽 mr and mrs smith - fushiguro toji

starring: fushiguro toji, reader

genre: action/comedy

summary: if anyone were to ask you how your marriage to fushiguro toji was, you would say it was fine, boring even. it's not like the two of you haven't been trying, it just feels like there's some sort of great divide between the two of you, like both of you are hiding something from each other — but that would be crazy, right? Unbeknownst to the other, you've both been moonlighting as assassins, and now, your assignments are kill to each other.

runtime: tbc

📽 27 dresses - jason todd

starring: jason todd, reader

genre: romance/comedy

summary: always the bridesmaid, never the bride — that's what they say, right? but you couldn't care less about that after being a bridesmaid 27 times; after all, when was it a crime to be a loving, supportive friend and also happen to love weddings? however, it seems like your worst fear has come true when your younger sister announces that she's marrying the guy you've been in love with for basically half your life, and to top it off, she wants you to be her maid of honour! meanwhile, you meet a reporter named jason todd who takes a keen interest in your 'unusual story', almost as if he has other motives, but you're probably just overthinking it.

runtime: tbc

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eclipsiee

Innocent showers with yuji

You and yuji kind of have a private ritual you two do whenever the other or both of you has had a hard day. A shower—together. And this time, you had a terrible day. I mean you could hardly get up to shower, you laid on the floor for atleast an hour when you came home, wanting the floor to swallow you whole.

But that was until yuji came in, he had buttered you up with his sweet words, kissed your neck with a few pecks, picked out your pjs for the night—your favorite matching set. “Come on,” he murmurs, “I’ll even let you turn the shower blazing hot even though I despise it.”

And that’s how you two ended up in the shower.

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He’s washing your back and pressing kisses against your shoulder. “I love you alot.” he murmurs, and you can only smile as you feel your soapy back rest against his chest. Words couldn’t express your feelings right now anyways, but you did love, you loved him alot. Especially right now.

“Do you love me back?” He questions, his fingers trace your back, writing something with the soap. ‘I love you’

“Ha, yes yuji.” you smile, “I love you, so much.” You spin around facing him, and he bends down and presses a kiss to the top of your head. “tell me about your day!” he exclaims, “oh and can you get my back?” there was the hyper yuji you know.

You feel your lip quiver as you scrub his back, soap spilling over your hands. “it was awful.” your voice shakes, And that’s what prompts yuji to turn around. He pouts as he sees your sadden expression. “aw baby.” he brings you into a wet soapy hug, you two are skin to skin and he can feel your body physically relax.

“Hey—you can cry.” and it takes those three words for your tears to spill. You cry in his chest, body shaking. His fingers softly rub up and down on your back, Biting his bottom lip.

Yuji is usually unserious but he can’t stand seeing you like this. It makes him almost want to cry. He’s stands in thought as you shake in his arms. And he can feel tears start up in his eyes as well, but he immediately wipes them.

“Baby,” he murmurs and you lift your head up. “Wanna go grab some ice cream? And then hit up the beach, hm?” He has those pleading starry eyes. You smile through your tears before fully laughing, and that—that caused yuji to stop, and admire.

“I love you—again and over and over, and forever.” he murmurs more to himself as he sees your smile. “hm?” you say asking what he said, “uh so is that a yes?” and you nod, a smile.

ran out of ideas, anyways here’s a draft (NOT PROOFREAD)

#Yuji x reader

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kashimopilled

Yuji and his sick senpai part five | part four ໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ cw: sleepy!reader, senpai!reader, soft!Yuji fluff, anxiety, mild medical themes, implied trauma, description of abusive figure, emotional distress, sad/comfort note: oh wow i wonder what this is about

“Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, where not even the birds visited, there was a castle. And in this castle lived a very, very anxious princess. Her heart was always beating so fast and she couldn’t help paying attention to the smallest details. Everything in the castle had to be perfect. Floral arrangments, the colourful jewels, her royal manners. Each place in the castle was carefully examined. Each place, except her room. Her room was her safe space and it didn’t have any hard edges. Only pillows, the finest silks from all over the world and a biiig, comfy bed. It was so big, it reached from one wall to the other—“

“And it had lots of plushies.”

“And it had lots of plushies, yes. Bunnies and puppies, furry friends.”

Yuji lies back on the blanket, sprawling out like a happy starfish, though he makes sure to leave space for you. The open sky—dark, lit up by many stars—yawns back at him over the field of grasses and clovers. This is a place away from Tokyo, with no artificial light around to pollute the air. Perfect for stargazing.

The boy stares upwards, silently naming constellations as you go on with your little story. And by naming constellations, it’s more accurate to say he is renaming them. He has no idea what formations he’s seeing. He just comes up with random titles. Archer’s bow. Big square. Flower One and Flower Two.

“Why was the princess anxious?” He interrupts, unable to wait for the details. You reply patiently.

“Well… there was a scary, angry dragon living in the castle too. It blew fire at the smallest sign of trouble. The floorboards always rattled under its weight when it jumped in frustration. And it did mean things to anyone who got in its way.”

You pause to glance at your kohai, to check if he’s still following you. He is. Yuji blinks at you, his expression attentive, drinking up your every word. He watches you, not only because he’s interested in the bedtime story but also because talking for this long is a big challenge for his sleepy senpai.

Your eyes are half-lidded and you breathe a bit less evenly than usual but there is determination in how much effort you put into pronouncing the words correctly. No slurring and biting off chunks of endings this time. For the experience.

“So, the princess made sure to always do everything right. She paid attention to how she breathed. She didn’t show emotions that could upset the dragon. And she always worked hard to make the dragon’s life easier.”

Yuji’s lips pull into a small pout. “That sounds exhausting.”

“It does, doesn’t it?”

Soft wind blows over the field, making all the plants rustle against each other, as if they themselves were whispering about your bedtime story. Maybe judging your narration skills, maybe discussing the plot.

“And still, the dragon became upset a lot. It screamed, it set fire to precious, fancy furniture and even the Princess’ favourite tiara. It threw gold around in anger. The Princess always worried… what could be next? What will I do wrong the next time?”

“I don’t think the Princess is at fault here,” Yuji cannot keep himself from interrupting again. He sees unfairness and he has to speak up.

“You think so?”

“Yes, senpai.”

You allow yourself to smile weakly at that. It’s lovely how much Yuji is engaging with this tale.

“Well, the dragon always banished the princess to her room, where she cried and cried but ultimately, she was left alone there. In her dreamy little bubble of soft textiles, where she was able to sleep peacefully.”

You pause once again, catching your breath. This is the most you’ve talked in weeks and you’re a bit out of practice. Besides, Yuji’s presence is not helping. He just feels too safe and you’re tempted to fall asleep, knowing you’ll be in good hands. But he was asking for a story so politely. You have to make this trip a nice memory for him.

“Soon, she learned to stay in her room, out of the dragon’s sight and slept more and more to avoid feeling so scared all the time. All the labour was tiring her out too… so her heart, so small and fragile, decided to always be sleepy, to always pull the Princess back to her quiet room.”

“What happened then?”

“Then, one day, a knight with white hair and shining armor arrived and he said to the dragon, I am here to take the Princess away! The dragon wasn’t happy at all about that. It blew fire, it shrieked—nothing stopped the knight. He was victorious. Oh, but the Princess, so sleepy, she didn’t even notice any of it.”

“Did she sleep through her own rescue mission?” Yuji asks and you can tell his lips are curling into a smile. He lets out a breath against your shoulder, entertained by the thought of someone not even being aware they’re being saved. “Heh, that’s so silly.”

“Silly indeed.” There is a beat of silence as you collect your thoughts.

“We can take a break, senpai.”

You inhale, exhale, and inhale again, your eyelids come down to rest just for a few seconds. Going back to sleep sounds so tempting. And it’s not easy to tell this story, even with reality’s fragile edges wrapped in the protective embrace of metaphors. You take a peek to the side.

Yuji looks so peaceful next to you. The universe’s shining stars are reflected in his wide eyes, his pink locks now a dull grey in the darkness of the night and he’s being so, so patient. “It’s okay. Where was I?”

“The knight rescued the princess.”

“Ah, right. The knight. He brought her to a different castle. He invited wizards and witches from all over the world to heal the princess’ anxious little heart but no one was able to cast a spell that proved useful. Her heart said no every time. So the princess remains sleepy forever.”

There is another beat of silence. Yuji waits, thinking the story will continue, that a lesson or a plot twist is going to turn everything around. But from the lilt of your voice, it sounds like you’re done here.

“That’s it?”

“The end.”

“What about the happily ever after?” Yuji turns his head properly now, propping himself up slightly on one elbow to look down at you with open disbelief, brows knit together.

You let out a weak, breathy laugh, too tired to defend your storytelling choices. “It’s up for interpretation by the audience.”

“It’s sad.”

“Happens sometimes.”

Yuji’s frown is so deep now, you wonder if he’s going to start crying. Whether he has figured out the connections or not, you’re unsure but either way, the story seems to be causing him genuine distress.

“Hey, hey, Itadori,” you reach up to cradle his face with one hand, fingertips grazing his cheekbone. “It’s okay. The princess still feels much better.”

Yuji’s frown softens under your touch, but only slightly. His warm hand comes up to cover yours where it rests against his cheek, holding it there for more comfort and sneakily feeling your heartbeat on your wrist. Too slow when you’re tired. Too fast when you’re actually awake. A single, small tear rolls down his cheek, just one. It disappears as fast as it came and Yuji’s waterline starts drying up after letting that droplet free.

“But she’s still sleepy forever,” he points out quietly. His voice is gentle, but there’s something wounded in it too. “And nobody could help her heart.”

For a moment, neither of you speaks.

Above, the stars continue their ancient glittering, endless and indifferent, while the grass sways around you in soft waves like a green ocean on land. Somewhere nearby, crickets sing their chorus, a finishing postlude.

“It’s not fair, senpai.”

“You think so?” You ask quietly. Your fingers trail up to his hair and you ruffle through his locks, though it’s more like a gentle scratching.

“The story needs a sequel,” Yuji announces with conviction. “Sorry, but I’m going to give it a better ending because senpai is really bad at making up stuff.”

“Oh?” You murmur, voice already growing softer, sleepier, as Yuji carefully takes over.

“Yes,” he says firmly, shifting onto his side so he can look at you properly, like this is very serious business. “Because obviously, the story doesn’t end there.”

You hum, indulgent. “Obviously.”

Yuji nods once, satisfied, then clears his throat dramatically. “So… the princess stayed in the new castle, right? And even though it was safer, and the dragon was gone, her heart was still really scared. Because hearts can be kinda dumb sometimes.”

“Right.”

“Well… the knight with white hair and shining armor… he actually had a tiger cub.”

“Did he now?”

“Yes. He had a pet tiger. And also a pet wolf cub. And a pet panda. And… actually, he just had lots of pets. And they all wanted to play with the princess. And the tiger cub, it followed the princess everywhere. And the princess,” Yuji continues, his voice animated in that earnest way, “at first, she was too sleepy to really play. She’d just sit there in her giant soft bed while the tiger cub climbed all over her and the wolf cub chewed on her blankets.”

A sleepy laugh escapes you, quiet and breathy. “Oof. They must have caused quite the ruckus.”

“No, because they were magical pets,” Yuji insists immediately. “So they knew when to be gentle.”

“I see.”

Yuji is glad to see you take the narration seriously. Pride and satisfaction blooms in his chest and with a little huff, he falls back against the picnic blanket.

“But,” he continues after a moment, “the princess still didn’t really feel safe, right? Even with all the magical animals and the knight and stuff.”

You tilt your head slightly toward him, eyelids heavy. “Right…”

“So the tiger cub noticed.” Yuji nods to himself, as if this is an established fact of the universe. “And the tiger cub was like—‘this is unacceptable.’”

A quiet laugh shakes your shoulders. “The tiger cub said that?”

“Yeah.”

The wind shifts again through the grass, flattening and releasing it in slow waves. Above you, the sharp lines of shining stars fade in and out, the light diffusing into blurry spots. Your limbs are growing heavier. But your kohai is talking now and listening to him seems important. You don’t disappear yet.

“When the princess was awake, the tiger cub tried to have lots of fun with her. It made the princess feel like being awake wasn’t so scary.”

“Wow, the tiger cub was trying to pull a Pavlov, eh?” You can’t help but resort to using dry humour as a coping mechanism in the face of vulnerability.

Yuji blinks at you.

“Pav… what?”

He clearly didn’t catch that reference at all. His brows knit together in concentration, like if he stares hard enough he can extract meaning from the sound itself. Then he gives up with a small shake of his head. “Anyway,” he continues, refusing to be derailed, “The princess learned not to be so scared. Slowly. Like a snail. But it was fine because tigers are actually super patient.”

“You know a lot about tigers,” you mumble but Yuji doesn’t even react this time.

“And when the princess was visited by those wise wizards and witches again, they listened to her heart and they said, wow, Princess, your heart is beating better now. And they said, they said, you have such a cool and amazing tiger cub, it’s really awesome-sauce.”

Yuji pauses after “awesome-sauce,” clearly pleased with himself and the turn he created in the fairytale. Glancing at you, he can see your eyes are barely open and you’re slipping into unconsciousness.

“And the princess and the tiger and the wolf and the knight, they all lived happily ever after.”

“Mm, thank you, that was quite the ending,” you slur out, your hand going limp in Yuji’s. He keeps his fingers closed around yours even after your muscles have slackened.

He stays quiet as he watches your eyes close completely, your lips part and your head tilt to the side.

“Good night, Princess Senpai.”

Yuji doesn’t move for a while. The only thing that changes is his grip on your hand. He rubs his thumb into your knuckles, folding and bending your fingers to rub out the tension. The grass keeps whispering. The stars keep burning. The boy has to suppress the urge to curl up around you.

“Okay,” he says under his breath, like he’s continuing the story even though the audience has fallen asleep. “So the princess is safe. And she’s not in the scary castle anymore. And… her heart is still kinda tired, but it’s getting better.”

From somewhere in the distance, an owl calls once. Yuji glances toward the sound, then back at you.

“You did good today,” he adds quietly, softer now that there’s no need to perform anything for the story. “Even if you got sleepy in the middle.” Yuji is well aware he might be a little naive. Recovery as slow as snail? It’s hard, progress is not noticable, unless compared to the starting point. He doesn’t want to think about what it first must have been like for the princess. She must have slept for days. He decides to just focus on the more fun moral of the story, which is that every sleepy princess needs their little tiger cub.

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lokissweater

fallen angel ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟

{yuji itadori x angel f!reader}

summary: yuji had always lived an ordinary boring life— stagnant and all the same, his every day routine consisting of uneventful forgetful events that he simply just absentmindedly lived through without a real motive, feeling like there wasn’t anything special to him that was worth recognition or remembrance… until you that is— your pretty trembling self shaking in the middle of the road amidst a rainy day, yuji lending you a gentle helping hand with heart filled eyes and a grin to his face, for you were just so beautiful… mesmerizing… and a real life angel with wings, vowing from that day forward to keep you safe and figure out a way to get you home.

warnings: MDNI. afab!reader, FLUUFF GALLOOREE OH MY GAW!, angst af w/comfort oouu, cursing, pet names, reader is a cutie patootie sweet angel, college au, yuji is OBSESSED with you, mentions of blood and injury but barely anything, SMMMUUTTTT MEEOOWWWW, nasty sticky grinding, boobie sucking, inexperienced reader, all characters are aged up, mentions of reader having ‘pink cheeks’ is only to amplify and over-exaggerate feelings of embarrassment, shyness, and everything in between, and not to be taken literally! this is a work of fiction, and you can imagine many things for yourself :)

word count: 22.5k

authors note: NOOOO BC THIS ONEEEE???? I AM ON MY KNNEEEESSSSSSS MAN !!!! i hope you all love this little fic just as much as i do bc it is SO incredibly sweet and cuteeeuuhhh !!! <3333 THANK YOU THANK for reading and for your precious love!!! I LOVE YOUUU!!! SMOOOOCCHHHH <333

heaven’s messengers were never meant to linger among the living.

so how you ended up in front of yuji— delicate and cold, frightened and confused and you with absolutely no recollection as to how you ended up in a place like this to begin with?

was something he was eternally grateful for.

“holy shit are you— are you okay?!”

yuji shielded his eyes from the pouring rain, his vision fucking blurry with thick droplets of water coating his lashes that he rapidly tried to blink away, your hunched over body on the pavement and drenched white dress utterly alarming him as he whipped his head around for anything that could explain to him as to exactly why you were just— alone and in the middle of the fucking street—

“are you hurt?! do— do you have anyone with you?! i don’t— hold on wait please—”

xngelbunny

so cute...! 🥺

♡ in which... the jjk men get cuteness overload/agression over you.

♡ featuring... yuji, megumi, toji, choso, sukuna (heian era sukuna, his bit is suggestive !)

♡ Yuji Itadori

"Sleeping on me, really?" He teases, and you jolt awake. "No! I'm just... resting my eyes."

"For two whole minutes?"

"Uh... maybe?"

xngelbunny

HIII just passing by to say thank you for the support on this fic! i wrote this while half asleep, so i was so surprised when i woke up and saw that amount of notes. had to rush to edit it after breakfast to get rid of the typos LMAO

this is the first fic of mine that reaches 1k notes, and this blog has also reached 100 followers! i'd love to do something to celebrate, but i don't have many or ideas or time to do something elaborate. i thought of writing pt. 2's for at least two fics that were well liked would be good enough. so for bllk it would be the cardigan themed post (been meaning to write that for a while), and jjk should be this one. guess i'll be racking my brain for ideas in the next few days, i rlly hope i figure out how to write for geto as i was planning for...

anyway, just wanted to express my gratitude. like yeah i know the fandom and characters you write for have a good influence on the amount of people you'll reach but idc lol they're still milestones to me. that's all i have to say for now. welcome to anyone who's new, i hope everyone enjoys their stay (❁´◡`❁)

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