Mobius: I'm Literally So Mad At You Right Now. There's Nothing You Can Say That'll Make Me Forgive You.

Mobius: I'm literally so mad at you right now. There's nothing you can say that'll make me forgive you.

Loki: I-

Mobius: Okay I forgive you...

years from now - itadori yuuji

genre: fluff and comfort | notes: self indulge fic, an old prompt I saw in my notes. |

- in which yuuji itadori promises to love you million years from now.

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Itadori Yuuji has seen a lot of things in his life, despite the fact that never ending fights against curses, he never knew that the greatest thing or mystery he would unfold was you. Here you are now, staring at him, while the moon was also complimenting him in glee: it must be fate or maybe something else, but Yuuji always thanked the gods that he met you.

You wandered alone through those empty halls of the building but right now, here you are watching him as he tries to reclaim his old strength that once was lost. “Yuuji, why don’t you try to rest, first?” He was indeed tired but the moon seemed to show his admiration for the boy, his endless pretty details feeding the lack of shine of the stars. “I need to get stronger..” He muttered as he stared at your eyes with a glimpse of hope and home. He listened to you, and thank you for staying in with him

“What movie should we watch tomorrow?” You asked him, as he sat next to you, “It depends, Gojo-sensei is picking what movie I should watch next..” He sighed, “Wel, if you say so...” Then it was silence, not that kind you would like to run away with but a kind of silence that is comforting and full of warmth.

The starry night took away Itadori’s tiredness, and he leaned his head on your shoulder. “What did I do to deserve you?” You had to admit it was such a common line to use by such but it meant everything to Itadori. “It doesn’t matter what you did, all I know is that we both deserve each other..” Truth to be told, you also thought of things that maybe Itadori deserved better but here you are now, him next to you under the same room with the same night sky. “The moon is indeed pretty...” You said with a smile on your face, earning a chuckle from Itadori.

“Yep, It is indeed pretty.” He then lifted his head and looked up. “I wonder how pretty the sun is..” You whispered but Itadori smiled and replied. “I bet the sun is also really pretty, maybe the sun shines like that because when you look at the sun you’ll be blinded by its beauty.” He joked, which you gave in. “What?” You noticed him staring again.

“You look pretty, when you laugh..”

He told and as if it was a magical spell you immediately got flustered with his words. You smiled at him and pinched the bridge of his nose, as the night started to get deeper Yuuji vowed to you that.

“(Name). Years from now, million years from now. I would still choose to love you.”

And the goddess of moon always knew that in every timeline it would always end with him next to you.

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extra notes: i made this fic as a surprise for @lethargicyashi, because they need *cough* brain juice *cough* love you bro, be safe and take a rest too love uu xoxo

the night i wished to forget - bakugou katsuki genre: fluff angst | notes: angst bakugo is my best bakugou | 0.7k words - if love was throughly understood by both of you everything would be different..

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Meeting him was a sweet serendipity, a morning with a sweet cup of tea, a drizzle of caramel and a homemade coffee, that was him, that was meeting Katsuki. A daydream perhaps, a soft kiss with the sun, Katsuki knew that how he became a sole piece in your life, how he became your hope in life. You were Katsuki’s greatest home and best longing stares, on how you became his stay, everytime he says it’s better if he is alone. But, not all tales of love ended in such relief and the two of you belonged in that gamble.

Love is not an easy game when only one person is holding on, that’s what happened. Love is a curse when only one person still wants to go on and the other one wants to give everything up.

“Where did we go wrong, Katsuki?”

Your voice echoed inside the closed closet, who knew, that the two former lovers will be first one to experience the stupid game which is the seven minutes in heaven despite the name Katsuki considered this as hell, he wasn’t supposed to join in the first place but considering on how he trust his former classmates now, he actually gave in, the moment your and his name was mentioned, his hands starts to sweat even more cursing Kirishima and Kaminari in the back of his mind.

He told himself to wake up, it’s been one month since you two fell apart, give it a break, he had thought that you already moved on, two years, he yearned for you for two years, he had you for three years. And now, tonight, everything is coming back to him.

“I was the one---”

“Cut the crap, Bakugou.”

And that, that was his breaking point. All of your memories run in his head, your sweetest mornings with him, his darkest and calm nights he experienced it with you, your sweet voice that is wrapped around his head, and his calming hand caressing you when the night is colder than expected.

“I need to get stronger. I need to be number one..You keep repeating that thing, Bakugou.”

He couldn’t speak, he doesn’t know if it’s the cabinet’s fault or it's from the tension that you and him both have. He knew that couldn’t just face this with much force because he knew he would hurt you more if he did that. He knew he had a missing piece and that was you but then he lost you.

“Have you gotten stronger, Katsuki?”

“Are you happy now? Bakugou Katsuki?”

If he would he could go back into your arms uttering apologies on how he should not have let you go, muttering some explanations before betraying your love, on how he wishes he said those three words more often, on how he hoped you heard him when he wishes you to stay, on how he cried when you went away but no, he can’t. All he has is him, all he has is the strength and courage to face the dangers from society. The seven minutes became longer if he thought but before it could even end he uttered something and broke the hope for the both of you.

“Indeed, I am stronger than ever before.”

“I see.”

You sighed and the light started to enter as they opened the cabinet, you exited the cabinet and went back to your seat at least now, you knew he was strong, at least now you knew he could protect himself. To him, he left the cabinet while carrying the betrayal and comforting pain in his chest, he said he was indeed strong but he never responded to the question if he was happy.

Ain’t it funny? He repeated on how he hoped you would call out his name and him wishing you should go back to him, how funny it is, how he hoped everything would be okay, on the other hand, you thought the same but you thought he already gave his word and all hopes should be gone by now. But nothing will change the fact that he is your sweetest serendipity and you were his soft morning but now, and tonight you were the person he always remembered.

As he was the night you wish to forget.

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Eclipse

I made this for my AP art portfolio so it’s a little different from my usual stuff (and took a lot longer to finish!)

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paper rings - gojo satoru genre: fluff | notes: event/song fic | 1.0k words - prompt: “I like to give you all the shiny things in the world, but I would marry you in paper rings.”

years from now - itadori yuuji genre: fluff and comfort | notes: self indulge fic | 0.4K words - in which yuuji itadori promises to love you million years from now.

would be a lie - gojo satoru genre: angst | notes: manga spoilers!, angsty gojo supremacy | 0.9k words - those three words that he saw as curse.

would be a lie - gojo satoru genre: angst | notes: manga spoilers!, angsty gojo supremacy | 0.9k words - those three words that he saw as curse. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Upon meeting Gojo Satoru at his prime, you knew that this man would be your greatest enemy and greatest home, meeting Gojo Satoru isn’t like a tea in winter, it’s not like an iced tea on summer, meeting Gojo Satoru is like tasting a mint chocolate ice cream for the first time: that is meeting Gojo Satoru, you don’t know if you like the hint of sweet or like the hint of mint, because he is nowhere in between that two flavor.

But meeting him was one of your greatest cheers in life, you knew Gojo’s past because you lived in it, you were a part of it. You knew Geto Suguru became his first and only best friend as well as Shoko being his friend and human diary. But something made you feel closer to Gojo, because of all the pain he went through, he still chooses to be back to you, whether you may play a big or small part in his past he still chooses to go back to you.

You smiled at this thought because indeed, you knew Gojo more than you planned too: on how would you explain to him that you’re thankful that he let his guard down as you bring him an embrace, on how much you adore his body warmth to yours, on how you would catch him staring at you despite his blindfold, on how his mood suddenly shifts whenever you’re there, oh, and how could you thank him on how he would allow himself to fall asleep next to you when the night is chilly.

Such a cliche love story, if some would say but that’s just the thing, Gojo never really made it clear who you were, who are you in his life: because not even you could not explain if he’s toying with your emotion or just being him. You never knew what’s written on his mind, despite the fact he’s letting his guard or infinity around you it doesn’t mean the wall that he built is gone too.

Gojo was a man, having ten steps in his mind, ten steps onwards to the future, ten steps before you could even move. Despite the mixed signals he gave. You never seem to notice on how his blue eyes tend to show such sadness, that behind that strong persona he puts on, him: Gojo Satoru, is more than a jujutsu sorcerer, that person behind his blindfold and upholded persona is the one you wish to love, and you helping him to replace that sadness that he holds for too long, that you wish that hole in his heart will be replaced by you.

“Then, tell me..what are we Gojo? Cause--”

That was the question you asked him, to which he didn’t know what to say and you bet he thanked his students for calling him that time. You wished that he forgot that question but deep down you bid the gods that he will answer you with the answer you wish to hear, because how would you explain the deep embrace he give to you, how would you explain the long intertwining hands whenever you two are alone, how would you explain those lost and deep nights where he only showered you with taste of love? What is it, then?

When Gojo heard you asked the question, he felt his heart skip a beat, because you’re the only person he never wished to lie to. He thanked his students for saving him from your question. He trembled for a moment, for the thought that maybe you don’t want him anymore, you don’t wish to be at his side anymore. He feared that maybe you would find someone, but no, you wouldn’t do that.

Throughout the whole day he spent his time thinking of how he would answer you, because in the end of the day, in the middle of the night, he knew he would want to spend it with you. Because he knew, he was in love with you.

When he was about to go home, he felt your eyes staring at him when he first years arrived at the school, he saw your eyes lit up the moment you saw him, he saw you lit up all of the sudden when you saw him that made him calm and made his stomach feel those butterflies.

But that hole of sadness is much scarier, he thought that every moment he can lose you, just like how lost himself back then with his best friend. He engaged a deep sigh, shaking his head and believing that he is the strongest that he can protect you but he couldn’t shake the fact that maybe, some day, you will leave him and there’s nothing he can do. He loves you so much that he would do anything to protect you.

Love is indeed the most bitter curse, this is the taste of curse, because he already felt it, he tasted it already. He just wished to be happier, but this is too much, and when the night left the both of you, he finally answered your question.

“Cause, I love you, Satoru.”

Ah, this is where he wished to be himself, that he wished he lived like a normal man living with you. But just this once, he would like to lie, because you were the important piece in his life and he couldn’t bear to lose you. He sighed and when you heard him clear his throat, you knew you lost in this gamble, you lost in this taste of love or more like curse.

“[Name.], If I told you those eight letters...three words..it would be a lie.”

And maybe he did lose you after this night.

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