#siqfic

[caramelalmonnd]

okkoita for meeee

this made me realize in my hundreds thousand words of jjk fic ive basically never written yuta. so enjoy my first fumbling attempts at his character let alone POV !

i feel like this needs a warning for Something but i dont know what. Yuta Behaviours. also if youre anime only this is spoilers for the beginning of s3

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There’s no telling how long a man can survive being dead. 

Yuta feels the seconds start to tick from the moment his blade pierces Itadori’s heart. Itadori himself is still alive for a flickering instant, jaw locked, wide eyes falling down to the sword connecting his chest to Yuta’s hands. He’s a worthy student of Sensei, definitely; not even this fully staggers him, his muscles already convulsing and changing course in decision of what to do about it, his recalculations lightning-fast. 

Not fast enough. Right as the light starts to dim in Itadori’s eyes, Yuta kisses him. 

Itadori makes a shocked, half-retch of a noise — the last sound he may ever make living — to be swallowed down Yuta’s throat where no one else can ever hear it. The sword still pins them together, Itadori the butterfly mounted in Yuta’s frame. He’s lax, now, unconscious but not yet dead; Yuta would have felt his Vow dissolve if he were dead. Will feel it. Is waiting to feel it. 

Yuta has several theories, regarding how these things work. People have cores, he thinks, and the closer together you bring them, the better they can affect one another. The mouth just makes an excellent window. (Itadori’s lips are slack and dry.) Or else, as with many things in jujutsu, the power lies in the symbolism. (Blood hits Yuta's tongue, just a little, before whatever cut it seeped from knits back together.) Or maybe, none of this is even true for anyone but Yuta. (Itadori does not taste much like Rika, aside from the undercurrent of death.) In any case, it has always been Yuta’s experience that cursed energy is most efficiently applied mouth-to-mouth. 

He kisses harder. Itadori dies. 

His reverse cursed technique snaps into effect instantly, creeping down Itadori’s throat and cocooning his heart. He eases his katana out just in time for the flesh to seal itself in its wake, and without that pin to keep him reeled in, Itadori slumps backwards. His head flops back when Yuta catches him, throat exposed to his assassin’s gaze as he pulls in his first reedy, greedy breath. Yuta stares until he is sure there are more to follow. 

So it worked. But will it stick?

Itadori is certainly not out of the woods. His body is hanging on for some moments longer; that’s the most Yuta can say right now. Soon, Yuta will spirit him away to shelter — somewhere he can sit vigil over him, until Itadori either prevails or succumbs against the still-looming question of mortality. There will be more choices to make if it’s the latter. (Itadori is not much like Rika, but he thinks she’d enjoy the company.)

Sensei entrusted Yuta with this, after all. Entrusted Yuta with him. Yuta takes that seriously. And this is probably not quite what Sensei envisioned — far from it, in fact — but from the moment that Sensei made his request, Yuta knew that Itadori would be his. Whatever form that takes, whether his to kill or his to keep, makes no difference. Yuta compromises nothing for the people that are his. 

But any such choices are yet to come. Itadori has to chance it on his own, first. For now— Well.

Another kiss couldn’t hurt.

[siqwithaq]

Marathon, Part I (the heroine is annoying, but she dies spectacularly at the end; chapter 16)

Read it now. and also music

[caramelalmonnd]

fushiguro megumi's elegy for the temporary

(8.3k) (gen/pre-itafushi)

Megumi debates asking. The larger, smarter part of him comes down on the side of stay out of it, but the phrase all three of us is too threatening to ignore. He turns. “What are you talking about?” “Matching tattoos,” Kugisaki and Itadori answer as one. The face that Kugisaki makes says this should be obvious. The face that Itadori makes says this should be exciting. “I didn’t—“ Megumi cuts himself off. He takes a deep, calming breath, and tries his level best to achieve the buddha nature in three seconds flat. Fails. “I didn’t agree to this.”

read it on ao3!

[caramelalmonnd]

uhmmm write me something about the moment gojo realised he was gay

Oh, Satoru thinks, well after Yaga has left him to stew in his solitude out there on the steps. And then, Shit.

Daylight is fading, and the stone grows colder and harder underneath him with each passing second. Satoru sighs and closes his eyes, completely, so that he doesn't have to watch the sun set on this moment, on his youth, on his understanding of himself. Even then, He can't help himself but to wonder whether Suguru already knew.

No, not whether. How long.

Satoru opens his eyes. The sun has departed the sky, although the Six Eyes don't allow the darkness to truly be any darker. He sees clearly. Too clearly. He stays there, alone through the night, gazing blankly out at the only thing there is to see: the quiet, sober realization that he needs to, will need to, has always needed to catch up.

[caramelalmonnd]

heroine stroll #6 (the heroine is annoying, but she dies spectacularly at the end)

bonus chapter time! come one come all its fingers in his redacted sunday babyyyyyyy

[caramelalmonnd]

[update] the heroine is annoying, but she dies spectacularly at the end

chapter 15

she's finally here. perilously close to a jim henson chapter*, too. and very gojo heavy. please enjoy! happy yuuji's fake birthday!

[caramelalmonnd]

the heroine is annoying, but she dies spectacularly at the end - chapter 13

Yuuji is about to start his first year at Jujutsu High, for the second time. On this go around, he has no Sukuna, but several entirely new problems to deal with - the foremost being his own classmates. Ieri Shoko is an enigma, Geto Suguru is a ticking time-bomb, and - worst of all - Gojo Satoru is Gojo Satoru. Yuuji would really have his work cut out for him, if only he knew what he was doing.

yes its THAT chapter :3 at entirely the wrong time of year. wrong birthdays only in these parts!!

ALSO OFFICIALLY PAST 100K WORDS YAHOO

[caramelalmonnd]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

tumblr make my ao3 links look good challenge. im so done whatever HEROINE CHAPTER 14 OUT NOW