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winter time ...
☆ toji fushiguro x fem reader . ☆ your husband returns home after a difficult day in winter .
— "evenin', sugar," called the familiar gruff voice you knew as your fiancé's as he stepped into the apartment. the sound of the door closing shut was followed by soft yet strong footsteps, and soon enough toji's tall figure was illuminated by the sunset glaring through the windows. the bleeding palette of the reds, oranges and pinks bathed his tough features in almost a soft light- it gave way to the calmer, sweeter toji you knew better than the outside world.
"how've you been? good day?" he asked, flopping down next to you on the couch and resting a strong arm over the back of the cushion.
"yeah, 'ts fine. cold though," you replied, a subtle yawn escaping your lips.
"mm," toji hummed, pulling your body close to his own. "'s winter now, that's why. did you remember a coat?"
"yeah, i did. wore the one you got me for my birthday," you exhaled a lighthearted chuckle, a smile making its way onto your face.
toji's expression mirrored yours, as he reached down and placed a kiss to the crown of your head.
"y'still like that coat," he grinned. "'s gettin' chilly now, though. make sure you wrap up warm."
a chuckle escaped your lips. despite his outward exterior, he was such a softie at heart. only for you, or course. you couldn't pay him to show affection to anyone else.
a sudden pull broke your train of thought, as you noticed you were now resting against toji's broad chest. his arms were comfortably around your waist, his hands gently holding your hips.
"'s cold," he murmured. "need your warmth, sugar."
"awh, you're cold? 's it because it's winter?" you grinned. "'s a little chilly, hm?"
"yeah," he huffed, nuzzling his nose into your hair and inhaling your sweet scent. strawberries and vanilla, he always said. insisted, even.
relative yet comfortable silence soon began to rest upon the pair of you, something that seemed rare nowadays. a rare treasure, worth more than any material worth.
the quiet comfort shared between you lasted for longer than expected, and it was only when toji's hold on your waist loosened and more of his weight pressed against you that you realized he had fallen asleep. similar to the soft silence, seeing him rest peacefully without a care in the world was just as, if not even more rare to see. and you couldn't deny it was even more of a treasure.
you snuggled comfortably into his shoulder, your face in the crook of his neck. now your turn to take in his scent, his soft cologne seemed to envelop your entire world.
your hand instinctively ran gently along his jawline, as he slept with a more-than-adorable smile on his face.
whereas summer was spent barely touching and wishing you had no body heat, winter times were much more cuddly and heat-preserving. highly favored.
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i love you ...
☆ satoru gojo x reader . ☆ you've been killed on a mission .
— "c'mon, satoru, let's go have fun. watch a movie. the new one in your favorite series is out in the cinema," suguru offered, gently shaking satoru's shoulder as the other zoned out.
he'd been like this for a while now, with suguru struggling to break him out of his shell— ever since you'd been killed by a special-grade after an ambush. you'd been wounded fatally, having fallen into his arms, and you'd told him you loved him.
'i love you,'
such a small sentence held so much meaning to satoru. he never thought it would, but.. it meant more than anything anyone had said to him.
it repeated in his head every second of every day since you'd died. all he could hear was your voice, weak and strained, as you bled out in his arms. no matter what he tried, every attempt at focusing on something else just made his ears ring.
"satoru, come on.." suguru prompted. "you've got to let them go at some point. you can't keep yourself stuck forever."
that seemingly meaningless phrase, 'you've got to let them go', broke satoru's heart a little. he'd never thought about what it'd be like to let you go and forget about the incident— even though he knew he never would.
he'd never be able to let go of you— not now that he's questioning his own feelings towards you. you'd said you loved him, but.. did you really mean it? or did you just say it because you couldn't think properly?
he'd always crushed on you since he'd first laid eyes on you— almost a year ago. and yet, now that you'd said you loved him, he couldn't tell if those feelings were real.
did you even mean to say 'i love you'? did you want to say something else, but you were too weakened to think properly? what if you didn't mean to say anything at all, and it just slipped from your mouth?
satoru's mind was shrouded in thought, dark thought— nothing he would let anyone hear. he'd just be told to move on, to forget about you and let you go. he didn't understand it himself, how he was still holding on to someone who had nothing left on earth?
suguru had long since gone silent, understanding his friend wasn't in the mood to do anything besides think. it was surreal, seeing the well-known eccentric and excitable sorcerer be reduced to a silent, overthinking teenager.
seeing his closest friend like this, the polar opposite of what he was known for, sparked some feelings in suguru as well. he had been good friends with you— obviously not as close as you and satoru had been, but still close. and satoru had always acted like this unstoppable eccentric force, who never had a bad day and was always grinning mischievously. seeing satoru like this proved that, despite his image, he was the same as everyone else— a normal teenager, with emotions and thoughts. nothing like the most powerful sorcerer other people saw him as. he was vulnerable, the most vulnerable he'd ever been, and it was terrifying.
satoru was questioning whether what you had said was even true, and whether he reciprocated or not. of course, as suguru had always told him, it wouldn't matter. you were dead, you wouldn't ever know if he felt the same way. but it mattered to him. he wanted to figure it out for himself, so he wouldn't be stuck in the void of his thoughts. so he questioned, and questioned, and questioned. he lost sleep and state, losing himself in his own tainted thoughts. yet he made it his own mission to find the answer.
until he did.
he counted each time you and him had exchanged smiles when crossing paths in the halls, each time he saw your silhouette against the lights in your dorm against your door and watched as you'd danced to your favorite song. the song he always listened to now.
he did love you. he does love you.
if only you could know how much.
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morning after ...
☆ yuji itadori x megumi fushiguro. ☆ two boys wake up together after an eventful night. ☆ contains slightly suggestive content.
— newborn sunlight bled through the half-drawn curtains of megumi's dormitory, the golden glow bouncing off the shouji doors and casting the sleeping boys in a geometric mess of shadow and brightness.
both boys were still sound asleep— yuji's face tucked snugly into the crook of megumi's neck and his arms loosely around his torso. similarly, megumi's arms enveloped yuji's marginally smaller body; one arm slung across his side and the other wrapped around his shoulders.
it was only when yuji stirred did he awaken— much to his displeasure. he groaned sleepily and squinted at the sunlight, rubbing the tiredness from his eyes. he huffed and turned his head away from the window, nuzzling back against megumi's body.
"'gumi," he murmured hoarsely after multiple failed attempts to go back to sleep. "wake up."
megumi mumbled something incoherent, his eyelids fluttering as yuji's voice echoed in his ears. he weakly batted a hand as he was shaken lightly, before bleakly opening his dim eyes.
"'s morning already?" he questioned softly, his words blending together through a yawn.
yuji caught the same yawn, nodding his head.
"yeah.. 's early though. don't think anyone else is awake," he murmured back.
"good," megumi replied, adjusting his hold on his partner and pulling him closer against his body.
yuji exhaled a quiet groan at the sudden movement, feeling the aches in his body flare. megumi paused his possessive cuddling and fully opened his eyes, taking note of his boyfriend's uncomfortable expression.
"what's wrong?" he questioned. "you sore?"
yuji blushed in embarrassment, quickly hiding his face in the crook of megumi's shoulder.
"i'll take that as a yes," the older boy exhaled a laugh, running his fingers up and down the other's arm in an affectionate manner. "told you, you should've been less rough."
"i was drunk," yuji whined indignantly. "it's not my fault."
megumi scoffed. "yeah, yeah, whatever you say. just take it easy today," he mumbled, kissing yuji's crown once he received an affirmative hum.
"love you."
"love you too."
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WIAT OMG?? I NEVER KNEW U HAD TUMBLR??
(I’m cheriikolya on WATTPAD btw!)
OMG HIIII <3333
i literally got it like a few days ago bc han (hamyese/goukumi) moved here and i missed her JIDFHDOFLDAF