Incorrect Quotes With Camilo And Y/N

Incorrect quotes with Camilo and Y/N

*Camilo and Y/N are doing something absurdly dangerous*
Camilo : I think Houdini did something like this once! Why, if I recall correctly, he was out of the hospital in no time!
Y/N, deadpan: Well that's encouraging.

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Camilo : Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Y/N, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons
Camilo :
Camilo : fsh

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Camilo : Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming 
Y/N: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak

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Y/N: Camilo and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's- 
Camilo : Sentences. 
Y/N: Don't interrupt me.

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Y/N: Can you please be serious for five minutes? 
Camilo : My record is four, but I think I can do it.

Prompts generator with: Camilo and Y/N

Shitting tears rn

a/n: spoilers for jjk season two!! please be aware before reading :))

also! tw. death

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“what about you?”

“huh?”

you let out a snort, reaching forward to lightly flicker yuuji in the head. he jerks back as soon as you do, hands falling protectively in front of his face as he pouts back at you.

you just grin.

“what are your plans for the future?”

yuuji, who clearly hadn’t been listening seconds earlier to you and nobara’s conversation (megumi was there too, but he was selectively choosing to ignore you three), blinks. his eyes drift from megumi, to nobara, and then back to you as the question processes in his mind.

“well,” he starts slowly, “i imagine ill be executed.”

it’s obvious none of you expect him to say that. even megumi’s glanced up from his phone to turn to yuuji, shocked eyes staring back at him as you frown.

“idiot,” nobara calls out, voice stammering slightly, “don’t go saying things like that!”

“it’s true though, isn’t it?” yuuji asks, head tilting in confusion. “gojo-sensei was only able to delay it because i can control sukuna and they figure i can get all the fingers before the execution.”

“itadori,” megumi calls, voice sharp. “that’s not gonna happen.”

yuuji just shrugs, “i—”

“i won’t let it,” you cut in, speaking up for the first time since yuuji had answered your question. yuuji turns to you in confusion, slightly shocked by the pure determination in your tone of voice as you stare back at him, eyes set. “because you wanna know what my future is?”

“what?”

“being with you.”

there’s a moment of shell-shocked silence, the confession not what anyone was expecting before nobara gags next to you, yelling at you to quit being so ‘in love’ and megumi is even shaking his head. but you ignore the both of them, eyes set on yuuji as he stares back at you, eyes wide and cheeks warming.

then, you smile — it’s light and bright and it makes your eyes twinkle, crinkling at the edges as you tilt your head; “i promise, okay?”

and yuuji thinks that he’d love nothing more to spend what little future he might have with you.

—

“no. no, no, no!”

you can hear him but can’t make out what he’s saying. oddly, nothing really hurts — it just feels numb. there’s the ghost of the feeling of your legs beneath you but you know there’s nothing there.

nothing below the waist.

you can’t move. there’s the itch to move your hands but you can’t, and honestly you don’t know if that’s because you’re dying or because you’d lost your arms too. you remember standing there, trying to make your way towards yuuji and then there was a bright flash and…

nothing.

what had happened? you still weren’t sure.

“y/n!”

blinking, you realize you’re staring up. the night sky is above you, the stars twinkling despite all that’s happened that night.

it was halloween wasn’t it?

yeah… it was.

and you were sent on a mission, with your classmates and teachers and a few other jujutsu sorcerers.

and… gojo-sensei was sealed.

where was megumi? nobara? were they… okay?

and yuuji? was… he okay?

“please, y/n!”

there’s hands on you suddenly — had they been there the entire time? and someone was crying. someone’s next to you and they’re crying and oh god—they sound upset.

what’s… are they okay?

you manage to make your head tilt, pulling your gaze away from the twinkling lights and you blink, once, twice and oh… it’s yuuji.

he’s the one crying.

is he hurt? is he—

“please, y/n, don’t die on me. ill… ill find ieri-sensei and—”

he stops, peering through blurred vision and tears at the sight of you looking back at him.

oh, you think, that’s right. you’re dying.

yuuji reaches out for you, his hand shaking violently, and you distantly notice the blood caked at the end of his fingers, nails pulled back.

what happened?

“this is all my fault,” he cries, “please!”

what was his fault?

you want to say something, anything—but the words won’t leave your lips. why? why can’t you say anything?

the corner of your vision darkens and once again, you realize—you’re dying.

“yu-yuuji…”

he suddenly stills, turning quiet as he leans down, pulling you close. you realize then he’s holding you—had be the entire time?—and even in his distress, he’s brushing back your hair, trying to soothe you.

“i’m sorry,” you force out, voice choked and words sloppy. “i… don’t think—think ill be able to keep my pro-promise…”

he shakes his head and his grip tightens on you, but you barely feel it.

his lips are parting and you realize he’s saying something but you really can’t hear him this time. everything’s gone quiet, scarily so, and your body feels lighter and lighter by the second.

you think—this is it…

you keep your eyes trained on yuuji, and you don’t even realize it but you’re smiling because at least—at least, you’re with yuuji until the end.

you just wish you weren’t leaving him.

Barb babysitting~

I wish it could always stay like this

I think about them often