Hii call me mitts! I am 18 years old and currently studying. I will most likely write for JJK and Haikyuu but will also write for other characters depending on what I'm feeling at the time.
I don't feel comfortable writing any smut as I don't think I’d be good at it but anything else I'm fine doing. I will take requests but might not always respond as quickly. I don't mind writing for pretty much anyone as long as I have a good understanding or like their character.
Who I will not write for:
Mahito
Geto (honestly I don't really know his character too well)
Naoya
Ushijima wakatoshi
Iwaizumi hajime
Coach ukai
Haikyuu manga characters
Jujutsu kaisen:
Noritoshi Kamo - Aight bet
Noritoshi kamo - don't tempt me kamo
Inumaki toge - with your hearts?
Inumaki toge - there's nothing wrong with maid outfits
Inumaki toge - pottery date
Choso - hate that I love you
Choso - mornings with choso
Choso - choso buns
Yuta okkotsu - long distance relationship headcanons
AHH I'm finally back! I'm trying to make every band au have a different plot and I have SO many ideas but have been so busy with finishing college. Im done for good now tho so i should be updating more frequently hopefully
"Megumi, what's wrong? Your guitar solo sounds amazing, why do you look so unhappy?"
"Yuuji I'm fine, don't worry. I know the guitar solo sounds fine so everything's fine"
"Damn bro no need to be passive aggressive, and I can tell your lying"
"Something just doesn't feel right. It's missing something" The bassist sighed and looked down deep in thought.
"Really? Like wha-"
"Remember that verse we scrapped that went with my solo, I don't think we should have scrapped it"
"But we all decided that my vocals weren't right with the verse so we got rid of it"
"(Y/N)" Megumi mumbled barely loud enough for yuuji to hear.
"What about (Y/N)?"
"I want her on the track"
Yuuji looked shocked. Megumi rarely gave an input on other parts in their songs that weren't solely his own but the conflicted look and slight blush on Megumi's face told him enough. He knew that if his best friend wanted (Y/N) to feature on this single, he would make sure that happens no matter what.
A few days later after many emails, calls and arrangements the studio had successfully gotten (Y/N) into the booth to record the verse.
"How did you get her here in such short notice?"
"She likes our music idiot, said she'd be dumb to miss a collab of a lifetime. Now go talk to her! I did the hard part so don't mess this up" The pink haired male had winked and walked away leaving megumi dumbfounded.
What the hell was Yuuji thinking? Megumi didn't even ask for his help yet he goes and meddles in everyone's lives like it's okay. Well it clearly wasn't okay. The way his heart raced and hands began to sweat was not okay.
"Megumi, are you alright?"
"Yeah I'm fine"
He lied. Straight to your face but he couldn't exactly let you know that he was freaking out because of how damn pretty you were. You both barely even spoke before. He knew this little crush, infatuation or whatever it was, was dumb but he couldn't help but want it to be more.
“I heard you really wanted me on this song Megumi, can i ask why?”
Fuck. Megumi didn't want to answer this question. In fact he wanted to curl up into a ball and die.
“I just knew your vocals would be perfect for this song”
Perfect, A reasonable answer was given and now all they had to do was record the song. No more chit chat, just music.
“I see, you needed me then”
(Y/N) smirked and had a dangerously flirtatious tone in her voice. The wink she sent was enough to make Megumi drop to his knees and he wanted nothing more than to do that.
“Should we get started then?”
“So eager Megumi”
You laughed and Megumi could swear you were doing this on purpose now. Who could blame you though, the redness on his cheeks and embarrassed expression was priceless.
The session went well and both of you could tell Megumi seemed satisfied with your vocals, the smile on his face as you both listened back to the song was honestly adorable.
(Y/N) stared intently at the boy taking in all of his pretty features, his messy dark hair and gorgeous long lashes were just too tempting. You were never one to wait around for something so you did what needed to be done.
Your body had already leaned forward ready to place a kiss on Megumi's cheek unaware that he was going to turn his and speak up.
“Liste-”
Lips collided accidentally but none of you had the heart to pull away. In fact Megumi pulled you in. His heart thumped loudly as he felt your soft lips move against his own. Eventually you needed to part and heavy breathing was all that could be heard.
“That wasn't my intention, I kinda wanted to give you a peck on the cheek and ask you out before we got to any kissing” (Y/N) broke the silence with a nervous laugh.
“I see”
Megumi didn't know how to react. You actually liked him?? His awkward response had caused tension to rise and you were starting to believe he didn't feel the same way.
“I'm sorry, if I made you uncomfortable you can just forget about it I mean we barely even know each other!” You quickly blurted out ready to grab your bag and leave.
“Wait! We can get to know each other can't we?”
Megumi looked scared. Afraid he missed a perfect opportunity that his best friend had so kindly grabbed for him. Afraid he messed up any chance he could ever have with you because he was too socially awkward to react the right way.
“My my Megumi, are you asking me out?”
A smile had once returned back to your face as you chuckled softly. Megumi rolled his eyes not appreciating your teasing but was relieved.
“Yes, would you like to go out on a date (Y/N)?”
“I'd love to Megumi”
You grabbed Megumi's hand ready to drag him away but loud clapping and cheering was heard from outside the door.
“FUCKING FINALLY WHOOO MEGUMI GREW SOME BALLS GUYS!”
a/n: This is my contribution to the Church of Meian’s Mayfia Collab! The masterlist can be found here. My first of hopefully many submissions to this server <3 Thank you to @meiansmistress for being my wonderful beta, everything you touch turns to magic I swear.
wc: 12.7k oof
Tags/tw: light angst, happy ending, infidelity (by reader), mirror sex, manipulation, 5 minor (non hq) character deaths[illness, poison, and brute force], assault/mob typical violence
“‘Samu, what'cha thinking 'bout?” You throw your arms around his waist where he stands on the rooftop, gazing out over the town. The setting sun bleeds pinks and yellows over his skin, lighting him up in a way that makes him seem warmer.
“Nothin’, angel.” He turns to look at you, dark eyes content but filled with an odd distance that makes your head tip to the side in curiosity.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, c'mere.” Osamu says, opening a spot for you to snuggle up under his arm, wrapping it around your waist and placing a warm kiss on your forehead.
He stays quiet, and while he usually is, it still feels different. Out of place. “You sure you’re okay, baby?” You press gently, wanting to make sure he’s not holding something in on your account.
Osamu contemplates for a moment, eyes dark and thoughtful. “Ya ever wish ya had been dealt a better hand, that it might make life easier?”
Your face dawns with melancholy understanding. “Is it your mom again?”
“’S getting worse,” Osamu sighs heavily, his arm tightening around you as if he was subconsciously seeking comfort. “Every month she gets worse. Hospital bills are three months late 'n Dad’s starting to—” He breaks off with a frustrated groan, pulling you fully into his embrace. “I shouldn’t be worryin’ ya with this. Sorry baby, don’t mind it.”
“You know I want you to rely on me,” you reply, heart aching as you think about his family. Your boyfriend’s mother had gotten sick last year, and their family had never been well off. Mr. Miya had started pulling double shifts, sometimes working eighty hour weeks just to support both his sons and keep the household running.
“I know angel, you don’t have any idea how much I appreciate ya. Ya hold me together. I just… I just wish I could help. My dad can’t keep this up, ’s gonna kill him. I dunno what to do.”
“I’ve always got you, baby.” You hold his eyes, the despairing look in his earthy hues really starting to leave a sinking feeling in your gut. “You know I’ll always be there for you, no matter what.”
Osamu tips your head up, his lips touching yours once gently, then twice. “God, I hope so.”
YOU OUT HERE GETTING COURTED BY YOUR FOLLOWERS?!? 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨
hrjkhbvkbhjbr why are you so surprised im a very lovable and cute person ( ´•︵•` ) JKJKJK yeah same im as surprised as you are besties why am i getting courted
Choso was not the most social member of the jujutsu sorcerers. However his drumming skills were impeccable and not a single person could fault that so he was still loved by many. Everyone knew of his lack of social skills including his fans who respected his shyness and need for privacy.
So when the newspapers and all social media were talking about Choso being seen with a girl, fans and even other musicians went wild. Who was this girl? Why was Choso with her? What made her so special? So many questioned and Choso had finally had enough. The label and the boys had decided it was about time they dealt with the situation once and for all.
“Are you sure your okay with doing this (Y/N)”
“Yes Choso I'm fine, we agreed to do this interview together so we're gonna do it. No backing out now”
Choso grabbed your hand rubbing little circles as a form of comfort and affection. You weren't quite sure if it was to calm you or him but it didn't matter. He needed to relieve his nerves before his first interview without his other band members.
“I know your nervous love but trust me this will all blow over in a week and the media will move on to the next poor couple they decide to target”
“I wish the others were here”
“You act as if they're dead Choso they're just at the studio”
“Not even my brothers came”
A pout formed on his lips as he spoke about his brothers who were not present. But it wasn't their fault, Yuuji had to help megumi with a recording and Kechizu and Eso were busy working as intern fashion designers in a high brand company.
“Choso, (Y/N) are you both ready?” The interviewer asked, calling us both over to sit down and get prepared. The camera lights were bright and the white background didnt help. Your line of work was on the complete other end of the spectrum to Choso’s and all of this was starting to feel overwhelming.
“We got this (Y/N)”
Choso reassured, picking up on your sudden nerves and silence. Your interviewer made small talk with you both until it was time for the main event. The cameras began to roll and all background noise went silent. Everyone's eyes and focus was on you and Choso.
“So who is (Y/N) to you Choso and how did you both meet?”
The most obvious questions were asked first and Choso looked reluctant to answer. We both knew the band's fans wouldn't be mad or judge any members for having a relationship but Choso never had to speak for himself or the group before. He took a deep breath before answering.
“(Y/N) is my lover, she's everything I've ever looked for in a person. The way she treats me and my family with such love is something i never imagined i would have and now that i do i dont think id be able to live without it”
You looked at Choso with wide eyes. Out of all the responses he could've given you weren't expecting that. The way he looked at you with a soft smile on his face made all your nerves melt away and gain the courage to speak up.
“I met Choso when he came to visit his brothers at work. I work at a fashion studio with his brothers who are my interns and whenever Choso came by id just make small talk with him”
“I admired the way (Y/N) treated her interns and my brothers with respect and care and realised i wanted to be with her”
Choso grabbed your hand and lifted it up, placing a soft kiss to your knuckles. The interviewer couldn't help but laugh at your loved up interactions and continued asking some more questions.
The interview was wrapped up after 20 more minutes of random questions and you were both free to leave.
“(Y/N)! CHOSO!” A loud voice called as you grabbed you bag and you both turned to see Yuuji, Kechizu and Eso standing by the door
“What are you both doing here?” Choso grabbed your hand and ran to them with joy
“Sorry we couldn't make it to the interview but we decided to surprise you after it and go out for dinner!” Eso had explained while the other two nodded in agreement
“Plus we knew the interview would be a success look” Yuuji pulled out his phone and showed to you both many supportive comments on the newly announced relationship.
“The public love you both and some are even awaiting some love songs from this” Kechizu added while Yuuji gagged.
“Love songs aren't really the groups style though”
“Choso hunny I think theyre just teasing please don't take it seriously”
Choso giggled and put his hand on your waist guiding you both out the door. He couldn't be happier, the public response to the interview was overall pretty good and now his brothers and girlfriend were getting a celebration dinner together. You would expect the life of a drummer to be more spontaneous and wild but a simple life with Choso and his family was all he needed.
If I made hypnosis mic content would anyone read it because Dice and Gentaro live in my head rent free. They're both so gorgeous and deserve so much love ahhhh
Imma tag: @chesirekittycat @makeusfreefromthisfandom @obitobrigade @aka-a-shii @liberhoe @im-eating-rn @sexy-bee-juice @iamnotobsessed @bokoutoe @toobsessedsstuff @alexthesupergay @woah-there-cowboy-or-cowgirl and anyone who wants to do it!!
Thanks for the tag Ella! Honestly I kinda figured mine was acts of service 😂
Physical touch was higher than I thought it'd be honestly
Tags (if you wanna) @hq-girl-next-door @osamusriceballs @megumisbimbo @inumaki-flakes @undersero @divine-dogs-cafe @love-oikawa probably a lot more I'm bad at remembering y'alls handle
Hii so this will be a miya twins fic about the brothers if they met each other in secondary school instead if growing up together. It's inspired by the movie parent trap~ It won't be a very long fic probably like 4 chapters I guess maybe more maybe less but I hope you all enjoy!
ALSO Osamu didn't dye his hair in this au as I believe he wouldn't dye it if it weren't for atsumu. Whereas atsumu seems like he'd do it regardless of having a brother or not.
Chapter 1 - Who the fuck are you?
Miya Atsumu wished he could have a different life. He was tired of working hard at school to get a good future job and then working hard after school at his part time job to help out his dad but he had no choice. Food had to get on the table somehow and him acting like a brat wasn't gonna solve anything. So he pushed away his tiredness and got back to work.
Miya Osamu wished he could have a different life. He was tired of having everything handed to him on a plate. He was bored and wanted a challenge. Sure all the clubs, school, piano lessons and friends he had helped his boredom but only temporarily. At the end of the day he would go back to his room alone sick of this endless routine.
“Atsumu! Can you go the shops and get me some rice please?”
“Alright dad I was gonna go to this new sports store that opened up today so can I bring it on my way back!”
“Sure just don't take too long
“I won't” Atsumu lied. They both knew he would get too distracted by the volleyball section and eventually remember the rice a good 30 minutes later, but today was different. Atsumu for once was distracted by something that wasn't volleyball in fact volleyball was now the last thing on the blondes mind.
“Osamu sweetie can you go to the shop and get some milk?
“Alright i'll be back in a bit”
Osamu grabbed his bag and wallet and left the house. The walk to the store was about 10 minutes so he pulled out his headphones and began to listen to music. Osamu entered the shop and walked to the dairy aisle but just as he was about to grab the milk he heard a loud voice.
“YOU STOLE MY FACE YOU BASTARD”
Osamu was LOST. What the hell is that supposed to mean? Was he talking to him? Steal his face, how the hell is that possible? Obviously this strange boy was insane, no sane being would accuse someone of doing that. Osamu thought that until he turned around and was met with his own face.
Well not his face exactly but an exact replica. The only difference that could be identified was the brightly dyed hair and brown eyes staring back at him.
“Who the fuck are you?” Osamu didn't intend for it to come out that cold but he was in shock and confused. The darker tones in his voice had clearly made the boy next to him cautious enough to step back and Osamu couldn't help but feel guilt for this stranger who looked just like him.
“Miya Atsumu...my name” The blonde muttered
“Miya Osamu, do you know what's going on by any chance?
“I HAVE NO IDEA BUT LOOK AT US WE MUST BE TWINS!”
Miya atsumu was loud. His yelling had captured the attention of most customers in the store and Osamu disliked that.
“Can you shut yer mouth yer so loud!”
“Says you, yer yelling back!”
The boys bickered back and forth as if they had known each other their whole lives. They didn't understand the situation too well but that wasn't important at the moment. This meeting felt right as if it were fate. The rice and milk was long forgotten as they both left the store to go chat at a local cafe.
“So what exactly have ya been doing these past 17 years, I'm assuming you are 17 if we’re twins” Osamu has asked, curious to know more about the boy in front of him.
“Hmm well I live with my dad- Our dad I guess and we don't live here, I just came to the city to check out some volleyball gear at this new shop that opened up. My dad works a lot and i also work on the weekends and sometimes even after school which is tiring but i gotta make ends meet you get me”
Osamu didn't get him. He couldn't really relate living comfortably in the city but he took a bite out of his cake and hummed in agreement while he let Atsumu ramble on and on about his life.
“So what about you?”
The black haired male sighed “well i live here in the city with our mum and she has a pretty high paying job so i don't really have to work. That doesn't mean i slack on my studies though”
“HOLD UP OUR MUMS RICH AND NO ONE TOLD ME- NO I HAVE A DAMN TWIN AND NONE OF OUR PARENTS HAD THE DECENCY TO TELL US!”
“I get that your pissed trust me i am too but it is what it is”
Atsumu was fascinated by his brother. The boy sitting opposite him with the same facial features, same expressions and same blood seemed so like him yet so different. He noticed how Osamu seemed more mellow but still had a temper just like him. They way Osamu seemed more reserved yet was comfortable around him despite meeting just today. It was refreshing.
‘I could get used to this’ Atsumu thought to himself, smiling gently at his brother who went more into depth about himself and his likes while scoffing down some of the cakes they bought.
The pair had stayed at the cafe chatting the evening away. They couldn't care less about what their parents had to say after what they've done. They were not a priority at the moment. Their biggest priority now was getting to know the long lost twin they never met until now.
All they could care about was one another. The twin they never knew they needed was here and each of them were set on never letting the other go.
They laughed, and ate and argued a lot but they felt complete. The twins were content and relieved that they had met sooner rather than later. But all good things must come to an end and it was time for the boys to part ways.
Not even minutes after they departed Osamu got a call from his brother.
“Osamu, you remember the plan right! Just go to school, make sure to do my shifts and act like me in front of dad”
“I'M NOT A DUMBASS! We went over this like 10 times and we've already dyed our hair. There's no going back now, just remember to keep on top of my studies and act calm around my friends. We don't see mum too much so that shouldn't be a problem and go to my piano classes”
“Alright i got it let's just live each other's lives for one week then confront mum and dad!”
“Sounds like a plan, alright I'll see ya in a week. Message if ya need anything”
They ended the call and both twins suddenly felt nerves as well as excitement. Living each other's lives couldn't be that hard in fact it will be a piece of cake. Little did they know that this would be the hardest thing they've ever had to do.
AHH Okay so I have an idea but I don't know if anyone would want it BUT hear me out.
If you've seen sister sister or the parent trap it's about twins who never knew the other twin existed because their parent's separated when they were young or something like that. So I thought imagine if that happened to the miya twins🤔🤔 should I make this a fic?? Would anyone be interested in this?
pairing suna x f!reader
word count 624
synopsis you & suna attend your best friends’ wedding—but you have some worries in mind.
notes; i’m just feeling very soft for him nowadays hehe reblogs are appreciated <3
everything is gorgeous; the four-tier cake, the layout of the ballroom, the lighting, the art along the walls. every nook and cranny of this place looks like it comes straight out of a fairytale. there is nothing that misses a beat.
even your boyfriend looks absolutely stunning in his tailored suit, and you smile to yourself just looking at him.
“stop eye-fucking me, gorgeous,” suna hums, taking another sip of the champagne from his glass as his gaze shifts from you to the happy couple in the middle of the dancefloor.
Hii so this fic is a mafia au as its part of the mafia au collab made by @inarizahki hope you all enjoy! It will have dark themes and mentions of blood.
It was strange. He was strange. You sat there at a table in a cute Tokyo coffee shop staring back at an unknown man with freckles adorning his cheeks and a bright smile to match.
Your organisation had sent you to sign a deal with the new upcoming mafia group. They were known as the Karasuno Clan and all members were referred to as crows, no identification or information, not even a single picture was to be found.
This whole ordeal was strange to you. Why would they trust you to see the face of a clan member? So open in public to make matters worse. You could use the knowledge of this man's face in the future yet the extremely secretive and protective group seem to be laying it out on a silver platter.
"Is something wrong? Maybe I should get you something to drink?"
"No it's fine I'm just a bit tired, should we begin with our meeting?"
"And here I thought we were gonna start with introductions"
"Is there a point when I know your not gonna tell me your name? Let's just discuss the business deal"
Confusion laced his face as he cocked his to the side. You could even say he looked cute, but you knew better. Behind this cute boy façade and navy suspenders was most likely a heartless cold blooded killer. You pulled out some documents from your bag and set them in front of him.
“You seem untrusting of me (Y/N), are you nervous perhaps?“ The nameless crow asked before picking up your documents and giving them a quick scan.
“Being in our line of work I'm sure you understand if I have my doubts after all were taught to trust no one“
“Ironic considering your leader Kuroo-san and my leader are good friends who trust each other greatly“
You didn't want your shock to be visible to him. You weren't aware of your gangs unexpected union and it all suddenly began to make sense why the Nekoma Commission leader entrusted you to meet with a crow in person.
“Alright you've read through the documents, will you agree to share the information with us?”
“That depends (Y/N) what's in it for us“
“I've clearly written that our groups will earn each others trust and union, we will also pay you generously“
Seriously what more did he want? Most mafia groups needed money and allies and your contract was willing to give him both.
“I need proof, that you wont betray us once we help you“
“what exactly do you want me to do?”
He smiled. Then began to inch closer towards you. You couldn't help but admire him, how could someone with such angel like features be apart of the mafia? His appearance was neat, not a single wrinkle in sight and his dark hair had a slight ruffled look to it. An angel playing with the devils maybe, but whatever reason he was here for didn't matter at the moment.
You needed him to move away. You needed to stop your heart from racing. You needed this contract signed. Then you could leave and forget about this entire encounter.
“say (Y/N) have you ever killed?” he whispered into your ear causing a shiver to go up your spine. His hot breath lingered and you couldn't form the words to respond. You gave him a simple nod and he began to frown.
“That's a shame (Y/N) I thought we were birds of a feather but I guess I assumed wrong“
“And what's that's supposed to mean?“
“You'll found out when we meet again”
He winked, took the documents and left. Months later you did meet again but you wished you didn't. You regret meeting him. All of this was his fault. You stared down at the crimson blood on your hands as tears welled up in your eyes.
How could the manipulative bastard do this to you? All you asked was for him to sign a damn contract and yet he couldn't even do that. He had to be greedy. Mafia men are never satisfied you've learnt. They always want more.
“You set me up. Yaku didn't deserve to die“ You sobbed looking down at the ally you just (accidentally) killed.
“Well (Y/N) I didn't kill him did I? In fact I don't believe I've ever killed“ He responded so nonchalantly as if he didn't admit he used people to do the dirty work for him while he just sat back and enjoyed the show.
“No you told me to meet you here so we can discuss more about the contract and told Nekoma that someone from another organisation was trying to attack so you needed a backup sniper. They sent Yaku to help but he didn't realise it was just us and shot. On instinct I moved and shot back. I don't fucking understand what the hell was this for? WHY DID YOU MAKE ME KILL HIM?“
“Don't you understand? The contract was never on your terms (Y/N) it was on mine“ He gave you that angelic smile and bent down to your level gripping your face with his cold hands.
“Nekoma will never forgive you for this (Y/N) they will hunt you down and make sure you die a torturous death. You have no choice but to join us. We will provide security in exchange for your knowledge, hacking and negotiation skills. Deal?“ His sweet voice sounded sickly to you. He clearly didn't care about what he did as long as he got what he wanted.
You didn't want to shake his hand, but he was right. You had no choice. You had betrayed your family and Nekoma will only think of your story as a pathetic excuse. Tears dropped down as you extended your hand to shake his.
Oh how looks can be deceiving. One look at this nameless crow and you would think he was an angel blessed upon this earth, but as one hand gripped your face and the other grabbed your hand you knew. As his hand pulled your face closer to his and lips locked with yours you knew. As his tongue entered your mouth and explored every inch of it like it was his to explore you knew.
This was no angel. No, you just made a deal with the devil and there was no turning back.
Ravs please, in name of our friendship... where’s the Sukuna band au ? 😠💥💳💳💳💥💥💳💥💳💥
Band AU - Sukuna Ryomen
Everyone swooned over the infamous Sukuna. His charms and overall sexiness was enough to get men and women to drop at his feet as if he were some type of God. But you knew better, that this cocky saxophone player was quite the opposite, a devil in your eyes.
Every time you tried to leave he somehow managed to reel you back in. He played around and had his fun only using you at the darkest hours at night and throwing you away the moment the sun rose. You had enough. You couldn't comprehend why he kept doing this to you when he had so many fans and even other artists that could satisfy his needs. Why did he always ask for you?
“Come on sweetheart you don't mean that”
“Don't act like you care you prick. You go out with different people to your award shows and dates and only expect to use me at night? Just admit your embarrassed to be seen with someone who doesn't uphold your reputation!“
“I never once said you embarrass-“
“Then why cant it be me? Why cant I be seen with you in public?” (Y/N)’s voice cracked expecting an answer but was only met with silence.
“That's what I thought″
You hung up the phone and threw yourself onto the bed. Maybe this is what you deserved, everyone knew out of all the members in the band Sukuna was the worst. Even Gojo treated relationships better than he had. But maybe this is what fame at a young age does to you, inflates your ego to the extent that no one else is able to reach you up there.
Tears escaped your eyes as you thought about him. Whenever you were together it just felt right but he clearly didn't feel the same. He was a selfish man who wanted the world and truly believed he could have it.
A few weeks had passed since the incident and you were currently sitting in your university dorms with your friends.
“I pray the jujutsu sorcerers win best rock band this year they definitely deserve it!!“
“I know right they've worked so hard and they're members damn gurl“
“you alright (Y/N) you've gone silent“
“Oh yeah I'm fine just daydreaming“ You quickly lie and turn away from the TV, the sight of Sukuna enough to ignite either sadness or anger within you.
“And the award for best rock group goes to....JUJUTSU SORCERERS!” the announcer yells as the crows begin to applaud and whistle. Honestly this outcome was no surprise, you couldn't deny they made good music and their range was amazing.
You drowned out their acceptance speech knowing that Nanami would most likely talk followed by Yuuji and they'd be off the stage. But a new voice, no a recognisable voice had grabbed the mic right after Nanami.
“I know I don't usually do these speeches, they're not really my thing but there's a few people I’d like to thank this year“
You looked up in shock. What the fuck was he doing?
“First I guess I’d like to thank the group who put up with me, second I’d like to thank those who believed in me and my saxophone skills I know it isn't really a popular instrument but it takes hard work and dedication to use a sax in a rock band. And finally I’d like to thank (Y/N) who always supported me, unfortunately she couldn't be here today but I know shed look damn fine in that crowd if she was” Sukuna smirked and waved to the camera before walking off stage.
The band, the audience and most importantly you sat there in shock. Did he seriously just do that on live TV? Maybe he did care more than he let on. Maybe Sukuna couldn't have the world but that was okay as long as he had you.
Not sure if I missed something in your previous post but pretty sure haikyuu is set more or less in 2012?
....MY BAD😭😭 I swear someone said to me it was set in the 90s but they were probably wrong. I'm pretty gullible too I literally believe anything. Thanks for correcting me anon!! AHH I feel so dumb😔😤😤
