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si li . twenty four . alhaitham selfshipper . liyue qixing
links
. selfships + ocs. 🖇️ . reblogs. 🖇️ . masterlist. 🖇️
reqs ✔️ motivation to write for them 🤷♀️
+ any pronouns
Hey there! I wanted to let you know that I reported your account when I meant to report someone else. It was a mistake, and I hope it didn’t cause any issues. I received a ticket from Tumblr and can share it with you if you’d like I'm not able to send you a message right now, though, and I’m not sure why.
its all good ‼️‼️
৹*♡৴Sk8terboy৴♡*৹
shy!reader x skaterboy!ino
ac: @feenwege divider by @uzmacchiato
wc: 6k
There were only five things Takuma Ino was a hundred percent certain of.
For one, he was absolutely born for the rush of adrenaline pumping through his veins, the only drug that could get him high enough to actually forget, to actually fucking descent.
Two, he was not made for college life at all. Absolutely not. Frat guys were too stuck up and don't even get him started on sorority chicks.
Three, Nanami Kento was the most perfect man in existence. If he were a woman, Ino would definetly crack.
Four, he didn't get you. He'd asked you for a pencil in art class once and your entire face went red while you gave him one of those premium pencils he usually only saw in commercials and when he went to thank you, you didn't even look up from the manga you were reading. Rude?
Five, he was utterly and irrevocably in love with you.
He had been for quite a while actually. Ever since he had been late to class on the first day of the year, bursting in with his stuff in his hands and absolutely dropping half of it when he caught a glimpse of you, sitting there with your legs crossed, strands of hair falling across your pretty face annoyingly perfect. And when you bent down and helped him pick up a book and his fingers actually brushed yours? He was sure he could bust a nut right there and then.
Yet all of his attempts to as much as make conversation with you were met with fleeting glances and answers way too brief answers.
But since Valentine's day was nearing a flicker of hope had started spreading through him. Because when if not on the day of love would he finally manage to ask you out?
skater ino must be injected into my heart
Accelerate
pairing: gojo x milf!reader
synopsis: a story in which a depressed satoru gets sent to the future and sees just how bright it eventually becomes. meanwhile, you're reminded of how much of a brat your husband used to be when you first started dating.
cw: time travel, smut w/ a touch of angst bc we LOVE plot, satoru's actually so mean at first lol, dad!jo (him and reader share a daughter together)
notes: hiiii we got 6.5k words for this one ❤️ comm for the lovely @sadlittlecucumberi i hope u like!!!!
Satoru’s life ended up being a fucking bummer.
His best friend’s a mass murderer. Shoko’s gone off to do her own thing with medicine. Nanami left to go become a banker or whatever. Ijichi’s… Ijichi. Oh, and Haibara’s dead. Everyone who’s alive seems to have moved on— so should Satoru, honestly. But times proved that to be quite difficult.
He’s starting to understand where Suguru was coming from with the whole exorcise-absorb mantra. Except for him, it was exorcise and destroy, leaving every cursed site he’s stepped foot on looking like god himself decided to hit the reset button to obliterate the place.
Nobody says anything about it. He’s probably the closest thing to a god. Despite having tried his hardest all throughout his youth to fit in and act as if he was just like everyone else, people were still terrified to fuck with him.
And despite the chaos he’s constantly surrounded by— mainly from his own doing— the days still find a way to bleed into each other, morphing into a never ending cycle of boredom and violence. It’s quite the combo. The higher ups are lucky he’s too tired to plot anything behind their backs.
He’s exhausted.
The past is too blurry. The future’s too bleak.
Gojo was bound to fuck up sooner or later. The thought of him finally snapping like Suguru did, dangling in the back of his mind, taunting him.
umm... yes 👍 (if i become a milf will this happen to me)
Idk why but today I felt like drawing Chingling doing various activities.
I think my favorite one is it screaming.
i genuinely love chingling so much this made my day
ITS SO CUTE !!
husband!gojo turning off his infinity to let you slap him ⟢
you were going to kill the moron.
your idiot husband showed up uninvited to your mission just to annoy the living hell out of you the entire time. he had zero regard that you were accomplishing something that required, oh—you know—focus. he ended up getting you so distracted that you'd accidentally let the curse you were meant to be exorcising wander off.
now you were in hot shit with the higher ups. they were constantly on your ass about ‘responsibility for your actions’ and ‘mending your attention span.’ yet they didn’t seem to give a flying fuck that the problem himself made it through the whole ordeal unscathed—neither by the runaway curse incident nor their irritatingly consistent reminders to ‘do better.’
and you made sure that the little shit was going to know all about it. when you barged into your shared bedroom with that familiar glare on your face? oh boy. he knew he was in for it.
holy peak
i feel a genuine frustration with the jjk fandom and their treatment of kirara and her identity, especially on insta which is the main social platform i use.
i feel like its pretty obvious that kirara is trans and not a femboy even if gege isnt saying it explicitly.
the joke that jjk fans dont read their own manga is just funny a lot of the times but even in the anime its shown.
even if kirara isn't trans and just presents fem while being nonbinary or presented masc and now fem or the opposite it still just shows that a large part of the fandom is transphobic.
people use gege not spelling it out exactly for us as a reason for kirara to be a femboy and to that i have to say: mizuki akiyama
mizuki is never stated to be trans outright but its pretty obvious that they don't go by he/him and want to be perceived as a girl
idk man it just really annoys me to see those fuckass "whos gonna tell him" and femboy gifs in the comments of reals about kirara and hakari
tell me how this ain't a relationship.
includes : takuma ino ! jujutsu high years (but they're of age!) and nsfw content <3
takuma ino could describe this feeling with one simple word: confusion.
you, in all your sorcerer glory as one of his best friends, was confusing takuma. deeply.
right now, the peak of summer heat, laying on your bed in the dorms of jujutsu high tokyo in your fourth year.
it was so fucking hot.
you were rambling, drama between non-sorcerer friends (the very ones you'd introduced him to as a friend).
"this bitch was talkin' shit about my girl as if she hadn't cheated on her boy and then got cheated on. talk about karma!"
takuma eyes narrowed in frustration, a trait he'd picked up from nanami.
oh, nanami!
what would nanami do in this situation? well, takuma had heard from gojo some rumors about nanami shutting up his girl.
takuma tried to interrupt you like a normal person, but well.. it didn't work. so, like any sane person would do, he grabbed your face suddenly and slammed his lips onto yours.
somewhere between the heat numbing takuma's mind and his eyes closing he caught your shock but that soon became you melting into it, reciprocating it.
it furthered from there, your hands sliding across his arms and his on your waist and maybe a little lower.
what could he say? you had nice assests.
that escalated further, with you pulling takuma's flimsy and sweat drenched top over his head and him flipping up your skirt and spreading your legs with panties pulled to the side.
he went down on it for a bit before you got bumping, his head between your thighs n' hairs tickling your skin, tongue flicking in and out and sucking in between. after that? your legs were thrown over his shoulders and his shorts and boxers were down, pumping in and out, in and out, repeat.
and then? you and him laid flat on your bed again, looking up at the roof with the window open like there was a breeze here (there wasn't).
"do you think gojo ever gets lonely?"
right, so... what would nanami do?
when did you get hot?
includes : nanami kento ! and pretend he left jujutsu society without graduating, and based on the jjk phantom parade card, adult time <3
it was time for a jujutsu high celebration!
yeah, that meant that you, utahime, shoko, gojo and ijichi would be cramped in a booth to drink booze and eat a dinner slightly more fancy than you'd normally get.
oh, and it was a welcome dinner. well.. more of a reunion dinner, really.
yeah, how come no one told you that nanami kento was returning to jujutsu society and this was his welcome back dinner?
hiii love the nanami tears fic 🥺 but imagine he meets the voice actor on whom the character was based off 🤤
wait.. let me take too long to cook
i get wet at the thought of you.
includes : nanami kento ! and nsfw content <3
nanami kento, grade one sorcerer, previous climber of the corporate ladder had one, very, very, embarrassing interest. one he would never admit, no matter how many times gojo nagged him to talk about his at home life.
nanami kento was addicted to a certain gacha game, so much so that he would spend all his money earned through working overtime just to try and obtain his favourite character, you.
well, what couldn't he like about you? beautiful, kind in a way that reflected your personality and oh so hot. a fan favourite, too.
(nanami has maxxed out your character stats and had spent an embarrassing amount of money buying all your outfits.)
alongside this interest came the other questionable habits, ie.
my time.
includes : gojo ! and spoilers <3
the drop from the top of the building was slow and suspenseful, it tightened your gut with that thrilling feeling of falling.
you could still hear satoru above, yelling at you to stop and that this wasn't the way but you didn't care.
"what are you doing, woman?!" sukuna yelled over the wind in your ears, held in your iron tight grip.
my dusty boys that i fished out of my drawer 😛😛
(i had shoko but gave it to a friend sighh)
final duet.
includes : gojo ! and spoilers <3
you and satoru against everything, just as it always had been.
you eyed his clothes and scoffed at his outfit that matched yours (you were also guilty of stealing toji fushiguro's look).
while everyone said their goodbyes to satoru, you pulled maki aside, grinning at her before throwing your arm over her shoulder, your star pupil.
"you better come back," she threatened, shoko coming up beside the two of you, with her cigarette tipped upwards.
you gave maki a wider grin, leaning forward and bending down a little to ruffle her hair. "are you implying that you don't think i will?"
she rolled her eyes, but you could see that faint wet glisten of them as she walked away, giving you time to speak with your oldest friend.
shoko sighed, shaking her head as she offered you her smoke, placing it in your hand to which you took a drag. "this is it, huh?" she asked.
you nodded, looking towards satoru and all his students, itadori clapping his mentor on the back and the others following suit.
"you don't plan on coming back, do you?" she asked, taking back her smoke as you held it out for her. it was funny, you always joked that shoko would go first, that the smoking would kill her. somehow, everyone else had gone first.
"nah, they don't need me." you knew what shoko was thinking, she needed you, satoru, suguru and haibara and nanami. you knew she longed for those days that seemed so distant to come back.
shoko didn't bother to argue, just nodded distantly and straightened, guiding you to satoru's side and merging back into the group, grinning at the two of you fondly.
"kick his ass, gojo!" one of the kids yelled at satoru as he wrapped his arm over your shoulder, smile on his face.
"yeah, we will."
it ain't me babe.
includes : toji ! and spoilers <3
"fuck off, toji!" you yelled, leaning out the window and glaring at the man below, who was technically your husband.
tsumiki tugged your hand, as if she were trying to tell you not to swear around megumi. your eyes softened at the sight of her, your baby girl, but you sighed frustratedly, turning back to the glass.
toji was standing a little awkwardly beside an old lamp post, one that would definitely fall if he leaned his weight against it. you scoffed at that, turning around with your dirty tea towel in your hands. "you can come in, but don't expect anything special!"
your marriage to toji wasn't particularly loving, both of you still mourned the partner's you had lost. it was more for convenience, it distanced him from the family he had told you he disliked, and you from the reminders of what you could have had.
toji wasn't really the one you wanted, you just used him as a distraction from the real world. and for his cute son you got to raise as well as your own girl.
you knew well that if someone came knocking on your door asking if toji had killed a man, you'd hand him over without hesitation. the only thing that man was good for was draining your funds and the sex.
you heard the knock at the door but ignored it, leaving that job to tsumiki and megumi.
if you were given the chance, you'd ditch toji as soon as you could. instead, you closed your eyes when he came home bloodied and pretended that he mattered in front of megumi.
both of you had lost your lovers, they had died for this life so you and toji would live it, pretending just for them.
"it shouldn't have been, but your first feeling when your eyes fell upon the sight was a twist of your gut, the grief concentrated to a point where you didn't doubt that a curse would form because of it" ⤷ toji's worm was created using mamaguro's grief after losing her first child !
"slowly, his arms came around you, holding you tight to him and finally he broke the silence in the room, asking if this is how you had felt" ⤷ reader didn't lose a child this is about her having a child with no cursed energy !
"you shook your head, promised not once had you grieved the son you didn't have" ⤷ the son she could have had is pretty much like the zen'in clans ideal child and how because toji was born without cursed energy she was outcasted
sienna.
includes : toji ! not spoilers but there is loss of a child and mamaguro !
. you hadn't expected the call, your son's tired voice drifting through the speaker from where you sat beside your husband (who had reluctantly began eating dinner with you again after so many years)
. you excused yourself from your husband's side, ignoring his questioning look as you answered, asking if everything was okay
. you were cut off by toji asking, asking instead of demanding like he usually would, for you to come to the hospital with extra clothes and something to eat
. you apologised to your husband, quickly rushing out of one of the zen'in clans many dining rooms
. you ran down the halls to your own quarters, collecting anything and everything you thought might be necessary. toji didn't tell you what had happened but if he sounded so tired, it mustn't have been anything good
. you hadn't expected it to be something so heartbreaking
. you grabbed something to eat on your way to the hospital and when you arrived you asked for the room number and rushed your way there
. toji opened the door for you, taking the food and bags from your arms without a word, only tipping his head towards his wife in the bed
. your eyes widened as the realisation of what this hospital visit was
. there were no cries of a newly born baby, just a silence that pierced your ears
. toji's wife was laid in the bed, cradling the stillborn baby, eyes full of something you couldn't put a name on
. it shouldn't have been, but your first feeling when your eyes fell upon the sight was a twist of your gut, the grief concentrated to a point where you didn't doubt that a curse would form because of it
. you sighed lightly, walking towards the bed and taking a seat beside toji's wife
. you didn't touch her or the baby, knowing better than to interrupt this moment. only when a nurse came in to take the little girl away for restoration did she turn to you, tears forming in her eyes as the reality set in
. you held her, allowing your daughter in law to let it out, whatever she needed. eventually, she fell asleep and you slipped from her loose grasp, turning to your own child
. you cupped his cheeks and you knew he was thinking about everything that could have been
. slowly, his arms came around you, holding you tight to him and finally he broke the silence in the room, asking if this is how you had felt
. you shook your head, promised not once had you grieved the son you didn't have