[waraningyo]

#𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖠𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖸𝖮 is a highly selective, private, mutuals only, & headcanon-based + lore-heavy rendition of 𝗞𝗨𝗚𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗞𝗜 𝗡𝗢𝗕𝗔𝗥𝗔 from akutami gege's 呪術廻戦. est. sept 2023, re-est sept 2025, & delicately crafted by 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗛 (she / they, 27, afro-indigenous). personals & minors dni.

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𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗘 藁人形 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗢𝗙: @nvictive, @ak4rin, @heiangod, & @itatora.

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[em1e]

what made u guys pick ur url's !

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kugisaki nobara.

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  ▍ kugisaki nobara 𖬺 itadori yūji（…）feat. @itatora!

“ let’s go to nanako, kugisaki! i promise we won’t be there long, kugisaki! ” is what he said hours ago, but something deep down inside her, something far wiser and familiar, told her that what he was telling her was a bald-faced lie:

because when your guy friend named itadori yūji tells you to come along with him to what can only be described as otaku heaven for a little while, is your first instinct as his girl friend really just to believe him!? more than likely, if you’re any other girl who doesn’t know itadori yūji. less than that, when you’re one such girl named kugisaki nobara and you’re actually friends with itadori yūji.

it’s hours later, blisteringly hot out for a summer day, and the line they’re standing in at nanako broadway’s haruya bookstore has just now entered the mall, inching that much closer to the man of the hour that they’ve come to see: the creator of the human earthworm franchise himself, abe akitomo.

more recently, capitalizing on the success made from the most recent movie and what with the boom in renewed viewership in the first three, abe-san has ventured off into the expansion of his franchise in the forms of two graphic novels, character figurines, a clothing line, and an overarching prequel manga series featuring a whole new cast that ties all of the movies together.

a book signing: he’s brought her along for a book signing and itadori’s enthusiasm is palpable once they step into the store, his grip on his graphic novels white-knuckled — his expression stupidly happy — and it's slightly crowded in the line so it gives a good enough excuse for her to inch closer to him to whisper. “ i hope you know you owe me a large caramel ribbon crunch frappe from starbucks in meguro for this, ”

in any case, when your guy friend named itadori yūji tells you to come along with him to what can only be described as otaku heaven for a little while, your first instinct as kugisaki nobara should be to not believe him: because as it stands, he just may be a bald-faced liar.

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a WIP. yes, she’s wearin’ VG and yes, she DOES have back dimples! i’m so excited for this piece, among others! 🩷🌹🎨

[incantiori]

MOTHER

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a WIP. yes, she’s wearin’ VG and yes, she DOES have back dimples! i’m so excited for this piece, among others! 🩷🌹🎨

[untitledmemes]

We love shipping in this house. 😍 Reblog if it's okay for partners to ask for a pre-established ship with your muse(s)!

Doesn't mean you have to accept, but you're totally down to discuss it!

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i dunno the name of this specific model yet, but hello: nobara official body claim! she’s so pretty and petite, a literal doll. ugh.

[destructivore]

points her laser pointer at the wall.

as the dot jittered. something in his expression flattened into the sort of dangerous stillness that usually came a moment before somebody, a lesser hollow or even cursed spirit, got their teeth kicked in. grimmjow's gaze snapped from the wall to the pointer in her hand.

a beat.

the red dot darted again. and then, there was a deafening crack. his fist buried itself clean through the wall where the laser had landed one final time, splintering plaster and sending chunks of drywall raining onto the floor. freshly scattered dust billowed through the room as his arm disappeared to the elbow inside the gaping hole . . .

grimmjow slowly withdrew his fist, bits of plaster crumbling from his knuckles. gradually, he turns to look back at nobara. though stare was flat, unblinking. " dunno' `bout you but, i'm havin' a great time. "

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well, yes.

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thinking heavily about the fact that it'd been at least over a thousand years since before nobara's time that sukuna faced a member of the fujiwara-shi who wielded sūrei juhō in combat because, for all intents and purposes, when he faced the first one in battle between himself and the sun, star, and moon squad during the heian era: of which during he decimated many elite members, he had been sure that she did not survive his carnage. her survival is one thing, but she had the audacity to do so, and then pledged herself and her descendants to his destruction no matter the era if he ever managed to incarnate.

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he listens to her as he chews his sandwich, sips his drink. he's a slow eater, like he was savoring every morsel that passed his lips. eating wasn't always a time to relax for him unless he was at home. the bullies at school would often track him down at lunch, destroy his meal in all sorts of creative ways or take it from him and eat it themselves. he was caught a handful of times trying to eat in the bathroom. and if he tried to scarf down his food too fast, it made him nauseous. so, maybe it was out of some necessity that he slowed down, along with his own natural way of being. but, now that he could finally relax, he took his time.

"i can see that." he murmurs in reply as he swallows his food. setting down his sandwich, yuta thinks about how his own life has changed following his entry into jujutsu society. his goals had certainly changed, his outlook on life-- even if at times, he slips into a similar hopelessness as before. while he has the power now in his hands to make a change, protect himself and others, it did often feel like a repetitive cycle. especially as one lost friends throughout the way.

"and, you seem to like the shopping scene." he lets out a soft laugh. "i assume there isn't much of one in your hometown? i mean, there is, but not like here, probably?"

he wouldn’t say he was much of a shopper. it didn’t excite him to find new clothes or look at the latest trends. if anything, he liked perusing through trinket shops or at the jump store. so, he struggled to see anything in common there. though, he’d listen if she wanted to share her passions.

“it’s good to have something you like doing outside of sorcery. something else to focus on and help you feel…” was normal the right word? none of them would ever feel normal. maybe nobara didn’t even want to be normal, maybe she liked standing out. “like we’re regular teenagers, i guess.” he shrugs as he brings the straw to his lips for another sip of his soda.

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the food in the city appears noticeably higher in quality than back home, where meals have a more rustic palate, but it doesn’t mean that it inherently is. by any comparative metric, weighed on a scale, just because the food in the city appears noticeably higher in quality than back home doesn’t mean it’s inherently more refined or better. it’s okay, it’s more than decent, it’s good even.

it isn’t bad: nobara would know, she’s had good food, but she’s also had bad food. she's had good memories, but she's also had bad ones, too. it's like her to be selective, though, conscientious in sifting through her likes and dislikes — separating what she prefers to what she can't care less to. in that way, memories are a bit like food, aren't they?

“ ah yeah, ” she replies, laugh slightly muffled by the brought up back of one of her hands before taking another bite of her food, another sip of her drink. her food is almost gone and she’ll soon need a refill, but overall? she can’t find it in her to complain, her food and her drink tastes good in good company, and she’s finding herself enjoying his company more than she cares to admit. “ imagine having to travel nearly 3 hours to get to a mall just because you live that far out. it’s so easy to get sick of that, i swear. ”

for a few moments, they eat and drink in silence. they savor their food and their drink, and they savor each other’s company in a companionable silence that feels nice and easy: easier than she’d initially thought, and in hindsight — according to both inumaki and panda senpais, okkotsu is nice and easy after a while, easy to get along with.

“ i also get what you mean. revolvin’ your life around sorcery when there’s so much more than that in the world? as much as i love it, i couldn’t not feel restricted living my life like that. like, i’d probably die. ” in the quaint ambience of the eatery and its lighting, nobara is looking at okkotsu in a new light, perhaps the light she should’ve been looking at him in all along.

in judging him too harshly before she even got to know him, she had been no better than the villagers back home that she disliked: pretty hypocritical of her, she knows this now. maki-san even spoke highly of him and who is she to question her judgment, of all people?

nobara chews the remainder of her meat pie, takes the last sip of her iced espresso, and looks at him. i mean, really looks at him — as if she’s seeing him for the first time. she gets what he means entirely. then, she grins. “ y’know, senpai, you’re a lot more kinder than what i pegged you out to be at first. ”

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i dunno the name of this specific model yet, but hello: nobara official body claim! she’s so pretty and petite, a literal doll. ugh.

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nobara would definitely have these as the analog stick covers of her switch console, specifically rilakkuma.

[cursechakra]

‘ we can have dinner when i get back, but it'll be kind of late. ’

@waraningyo met up with misumi ( sc )

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she makes sure to give a few loving scritches behind the ears to the orange-and-white furred cat that rests at her doorstep, the bowl of canned tuna left out for it nearly empty, a mental note made to refill it later. the brief unlocking of the door to her apartment announces her arrival home, fingertips gently skimming the wall to flicker on the light, illuminating her surroundings once she’s inside.

misumi’s voice filters through on the other end, phone balanced perfectly nestled between her shoulder and cheek, nobara laughing at something inaudible that she says. “ that’s okay, i just got in and i’ve got lunch to last me ‘til then. ” she’s talking about the takeout she’s brought back from a western taco-themed restaurant called SIESTA in kyōto — itadori having raved nonstop about how good their food is made nobara curious:

curious enough to commute all the way there just to grab some on her way back home after a fruitful day of shopping. speaking of shopping — she pads past her living room to her bedroom on socked feet to set her haul of the day on her bed, a few bags that she’ll sift through them later: but it’s mostly new makeup, some perfume, some jewelry, some clothes.

she veers past the living room to her kitchen where she unpacks her food to plate it, a humble meal consisting of a burrito, some fries, and a drink. chewing on a fry, she walks into her living room to plop on the couch, sinking into its cushions, turning on the tv.

thirty minutes later, food eaten, having put her newly bought things in their proper places, she’s sprawled on her bed, checking the time before opening her messages with misumi.

[sms to: misumi] r u done yet, ‘sumi?

[sms to: misumi] it’s been hours & i think i’ve got room for dinner + dessert

[sms to: misumi] itadori introduced me to a new place & their food was good, but i was sooooo thinkin of piling rice onto a plate just bcuz, which is so japanese of me, ik lmao

[sms to: misumi] in any case, im ready when u are!

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Hi, I hope this message finds you well! Is there any way to know the artists you've commissioned to draw nobara? She looks so wonderful in all of the art, and I'd love to commission the artists for my own characters!

hi, nonnie! yes, i can absolutely get you the artists' info and i'm so flattered that you love the concepts i've shown of her and the artists do too (one of my mains has created a reference pinboard for me and the other said i had good fashion sense). ♡ feel free to send in another anon and i'll answer you privately, i hope you have a good day!