23 Dec 2020
“Um. Sorry,” Itadori begins, letting go of his hand immediately. He scratches at his neck. Sighs, mostly to himself. He might as well come clean and say it. “It’s just – you… you have-” pretty, delicate, strong, beautiful hands, his mind helpfully supplies, but a sudden shock of nervousness makes him flounder and all he chokes out is “-hands.”
The ensuing silence is suffocating. A cicada in the distance chirps, as if taking pity.
Fushiguro stares at him, utter confusion knitting his eyebrows together. He looks down. Looks back up.
“I do…” he says slowly, carefully, unsure. “…have hands.”
Itadori likes Fushiguro's pretty hands. Naturally, he embarrasses himself.
29 Dec 2020
a two part series for my sukufushi modern day au
12 Jan 2021
It's only a matter of time before Master Sukuna grows bored with the human.
Uraume tells themself this while sitting calmly outside the boy’s chambers, thin shoji screens doing nothing to muffle the sounds of equal pleasure and pain coming from the inside.
26 Jan 2021
Yuji frowns, confused. What is Gojou-sensei talking about?
“Alpha? What alpha—“
“You, of course,” he answers, pointing at Yuji with two of his fingers.
Yuji blinks. What? Weren’t alphas supposed to be the best ones at identifying scents? Did Yuji get that wrong as well?
“I’m a beta, sensei!”
Gojou-sensei laughs. “No, you aren’t.”
Yuji is an alpha. That's news to him.
18 Jan 2021
“I had a bad dream,” he admits, curling a strand of hair around his finger. “About you.”
Yuuji turns onto his back, looking up at him for a moment, before opening his arms. “C’mere.”
The quiet moments between sleep.
- Part 1 of itafushiiiiiiiiiiii