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The fluff is fluffing. Does this count as a late valentines week present?
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type of photos their grandchildren found hehe
Chapters 3 and 4 of my yutamaki F1 au! We get to see the Singapore GP ☺️
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Chapter 20 of my actors au out!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
in 2025 let’s bring back being enthusiastic on ao3. leave a comment on every chapter. leave kudos and, if necessary, leave “double kudos” in the comments. tags and notes on bookmarks. the whole nine yards. let’s show fanfic authors how much we love them.
as a commenter, i shall strive to do this 🫡
as an author: pretty please?
Did someone say F1 driver Yuta? 👀
This was done on a whim though, so expect very slow updates. archiveofourown.org/works/62062258
Come see who Yuuta was texting in Chapter 16!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61700806/chapters/158650366#workskin
Chapter 15!! Actress Rika makes an appearance 🫢
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61700806/chapters/158580175#workskin
new chapter of the actors au out!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61700806/chapters/158503666#workskin
in light of the epilogue, i present yutamaki ‘will they, won’t they’/‘are they, aren’t they’ celebrity au fic
https://archiveofourown.org/works/61700806/chapters/157727011
This is so Satoru coded
can you do a secret relationship w megumi???
“you’re gonna get us caught with the way you keep breathing like that.”
“‘s not my fault, you keep elbowing me!”
“you sound like an ugly stalker in a horror movie who records their victim—“
“who was the one that wanted to see what fushiguro was doing again? oh, right, not me—!” yuuji whisper-shouted, nobara’s face scrunching up into a sneer as her head peeked once more around the corner. her fingers warily placed themselves on the bricked material, scared to even have a chance of getting caught.
in this moment, yuuji and nobara thought, if megumi found it, he couldn’t technically blame them. he had been sneaking around for a while now; brushing them off after assignments to do something else, being on his phone more often. knowing their classmates, the duo knew megumi wouldn’t admit to possibly partaking in mischievous activities ( no matter how much kugisaki hated that word ) so hence why they were perched behind a corner as they watched fushiguro take the same route he always does after missions.
“and why am i an ugly stalker? why am i not cute—” yuuji keened at nobara’s earlier comment before she shushed him, not even bothering to look back before the back of her hand smacked against his lips. a muttered, “ow,” before he, too, leaned in and joined her in tracking what megumi was doing. it didn’t seem too weird, nothing out of the ordinary — maybe he just needed some alone time from everything, itadori thought as he watched him sit on a bunch with his hands shoved in his uniform’s pockets.
yuuji huffed, “i told you, he’s fine. don’t worry about—“
nobara gasped, “look!” her friend groaned, rolling his eyes before squinting back into the distance, only to spot megumi’s head tipping up at the chipper call of his name and a pretty face making its way towards him. both of their eyebrows furrowed in confusion before their jaws dropped in utter shock at the sight of their friend — who had managed a small smile. they couldn’t believe it, megumi fushiguro smiling.
“how did fushiguro pull before me?” yuuji uttered, his brown eyes locked on your figure as you walked across the street, still in your school uniform as the looser parts of the fabric swayed with the breeze. nobara scoffed, giving him a side eye before she muttered, “is that even a question?”
“what the hell,” the synchronization of which their voices came as one at the sight before them had to be loud enough to alert you if their failed attempts of stealth didn’t already. they watched as megumi got up from the wooden bench and stood there — until your arms wrapped around his neck in an eager hug. nobara put a hand on her chin, tapping out as she fully concealed herself behind the wall; yuuji continuing to watch the two of you. she huffed, “they’re too pretty, so fushiguro has to be paying them or something — i mean, he has a partner before i do? unheard of.”
“‘s not like guys are begging to be dropped at your feet, you’re too intimidating.” yuuji’s eyes stayed fixated on fushiguro, how content he actually looked with you. he let out a little, ‘hmm’ before kugisaki’s palm came down on the back of his neck, causing his hand to fly and soothe his injury.
she pointed a finger at him, “what’s that supposed to mean? you’re no panty dropper yourself—!”
“at least i’m cute.”
“you had us watch the human earthworm the other night in your dorm, that was disgusting.”
and as they bickered on and on, going back and forth between why they didn’t have significant others already — you and megumi remained peaceful in your own company, just the two of you as you walked along the sidewalk to the stop signs. the way it was already getting dark out made it clear it was time for you to get back home, and as per usual, he walked you there.
but along the way, you looked around. at the sky — painted a nice rose while the sun set, megumi who was practically tucked inside his uniform ( that hug made him a little more flustered than he’d care to admit ), and to the ground below you. you smiled, “were those your friends?”
he looked at you and scoffed, lifting his head up so that his mouth was no longer covered by the thick fabric of his clothes. “more like pains in my ass.” you lightly pushed him with a small mumble of, “don’t say that.”
his lip quirked up a bit before returning to his usual scowl, you’d always joke that he just had a resting bitch face — which was partially true, he guessed, even if he didn’t admit it at the time. “they’re my classmates, not a lot of other first years there, so,” he pressed his lips together, “guess you can call them my friends.”
you let out a chuckle ( by far megumi’s favorite sound that he’s ever heard ), before your shoes stopped at the corner. you looked both ways on the road despite it being mainly dead before your eyes fell back on megumi. extending your hand, you tilted your head the same way he did when he had looked at your palm. “hold my hand?”
“isn’t this stuff for little kids?” he muttered, not even giving you a second to pout before he took your hand in his. he let you walk in front of him as you crossed the street, your shoes scraping softly against the rough road and stray dirt.
“eh, but look who obliged me anyway.”
he huffed, looking away as you made small talk about your day. megumi could never deny you, even if a gun was pointed to his head. seeing you ramble with stars in your eyes that afternoon, he couldn’t help but let an amused smile grace his face, hoping you were too distracted to notice. meanwhile — nobara and yuuji watched as you two walked hand in hand, the former fake gagging at the minor display of affection while the latter watched in wonder.
megumi would kick their asses later in training. for now, he’d walk you home and think of you on the way back — just as he always did.
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this world wouldn't have a chance
the worst, evilest villain. and sukuna.
“I bet on losing dogs. I know their losing and I’ll pay for my place, by the ring”
realistically.......what would happen in a realistic sukuna x reader
I hope this answers it.
baby, oh baby ; satoru gojo
pairing satoru gojo x f!reader word count 1.2k synopsis gojo is surprisingly good at caring. (or: he comforts you while you get morning sickness and start spiraling). content contains thr*wing up (morning sickness), pregnancy, pregnant!reader, domestic fluff, soft!gojo, reassurance
Satoru Gojo knows he’s a dead man from the minute he swings open the bathroom door and finds you curled up by the toilet.
Even in his shirt and a pair of sweatpants that have clearly seen better days, with your hair all messed up and your lips chapped, Gojo thinks you are absolutely adorable. Beautiful, even.
He tells you this, thinking it’ll cheer you up, but all you do is narrow your pretty little eyes at him.
“You,” you practically snarl at him. “You did this to me!”
He raises his hands in mock surrender. “Now, honey, I know it’s been a while since you took a biology class, but it takes two of us to, you know—” He gestures to your stomach, which still isn’t showing much of a bump since it’s only the first trimester, but you get the message. He decides he should have just shut up whenever you send him an absolutely scathing glare.
“It’s all my fault.” He immediately changes his tune. “You’re right, honey, I am an awful person for getting you pregnant. You should kill me for my transgressions.”
“You want to make me a single mother now?” You snap at him.
He knew they didn’t have the time, he couldn’t explain, and he saw that megumi was fine without him in his life and THAT was the peace he needed.